Miss Jackson

"Jackson..." I looked at her smirking. She had her fingers in the loops of my jeans. She brushed her lips on mine, leaning close to me. I leaned close to her, almost kissing her. "Austin..." She whispered. I felt her breathe on my face. She smelled like mint. "Uh-huh?" She bit her lip. She started nibbling on my ear. I bit my lip, trying not to moan. Jesus she's killing me. "You need a breath mint." She whispered in my ear and pulled back. I looked at her leave, swaying her hips. I shook my head, What is wrong with me?

Austin Vice, finally made it to college with his brother, Logan. But after he finds out Logan has been working in a Mafia, he only knows one person to call. Miss Jackson. Jackson, a tough 19 year-old girl. A leader of the Black Dragon Mafia. The most scariest Mafia known around town. When he asks for help, she thinks it's just going to be a simple thing. She thought wrong. $50,000 is the least of their problems. The war between The Silver Vipers and the Black Dragons has begun. Probably the biggest mafia war since 1986. (Based on the song Miss Jackson by Panic At The Disco)