As I walk the abandoned halls of school, everything was quiet. Well apart from the shouting coming from the boys bathroom. I hesitatly open the door, instantly regretting coming in. Thinking I would find some boys, I peek my head through. But instead, I find a half naked Lola and Jackson with Ethan right in front of them. "Look here she is" Ethan smiles, pulling me into the bathroom while my face was still blank with expression. "Savannah is my girlfriend, I was going to end it with you anyway Lola." Lola scoffs, folding her arms in front of, her chest, thankfully covering her baby pink bra. "I don't believe it" Jackson huffs, "If she's really your girlfriends...Then kiss her." I look at Ethan, his eyes shoot into mine following by a cheeky grin that smeared all over his face. Oh god, I'm going to kiss my brothers best friend...What did I get myself into! *** Savannah Williams, Captain of the girls basketball, Sister of the quarterback Seth Williams, and Best friends with the vice Captain and Captain of girls soccer team. Honestly she's in the middle of all the sports and popularity. She's a sweet girl, but also a sarcastic one, and has good agility. Savannah is smart and has a desire to become a professional basketball player. Thinking she has moved on from her Ex, Jackson Grant who's on the football team as Vice Captain. She focuses only on school and basketball, but I guess things need to change when she gets herself in quite a pickle when Seth's best friend Ethan, announces that Savannah is his girlfriend in the boys bathroom! But both Lola and Jackson deny this to be true, which it isn't. So Jackson tells Savannah and Ethan to kiss. And thats how Savannah got her 'Boyfriend'.
It's midnight once again, and I'm in my cramped room looking at all the old photo albums of my family before the split. Each picture holds a precious memory that's frozen in time. Picture by picture, page by page adds another tear in my eyes. A creak came from outside my bedroom, the teal wallpaper was pealing off the walls. I have been living here for 11 years. I quickly hid the album under my pillow and ran to my closet. She couldn't back yet? She normally comes home around 4am drunk and broke. The slits on the closet doors were my only source of light, that was coming from my lamp in my dimly lit room. My breathing became more rough and my heart was about to smash my ribcage. Wait, I'm a dela Cruz. I fight for what's right and I know how to fight! As I peeked through the gaps on my closet door I seen three men in black masks and suits come through the door. "Find the damn girl" one of the men say, I'm assuming he's the boss. The two men started raiding the bedroom and the bathroom, while the boss of the trio slowly walked directly to the closet. He had his hands on the knob of the closet, my stomach twisted. I backed away slightly to run up and attack the man. He opened the doors and I came flying out in my beautiful pj's. I caught he man by surprise and punched him in the stomach and kicked where the sun don't shine, I kicked hard to make sure he never had babies ever again. "Fuck!" He yelled as he collapsed onto he cold floor. I pulled a smirk on my face, which caused him to shoot a do glare out of those captivating eyes. The two men held me down while the boss rolled about on the floor for about 5 minutes straight, holding where I kicked him. "You just punched a mafia king darling, you're gonna regret it" He whispered softly into my ear while I was held in between the other two. Oh shit, I punched a mafia king!