I'm (Y/N) (L/N) and I fight. I lived in a neighborhood were fighting was your only way of survival. Besides its "kill or be killed" in the real world. I'm part of a gang that' been after a group called The Creeps or that's what we named them. I secretly am in the gang but I hardly go on missions. I moved this summer for a better high school. I'm an only child but I'm not one of those spoiled brats. My parents are always out of town and never around. Now that school is going to start I not only have to survive two more years of this shit but have to put up with more flirty boys. While going through my first few days of school I meet a group of guys. For the first time in forever I feel something warm inside me. Is it something bad or is it love?
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