Chapter One: Nudge
I glared at anyone who dared to step in front of my car. Fear is gained easiest by badass attitudes, according to Max. And Max is always right.
I'm sitting in the passenger seat of my topless red Camaro. Since I'm 2nd in command in my gang, I don't have to drive. That job belongs to the UnderCat Sloan. I crossed my red stiletto'ed feet on the dashboard and put on my shades.
My name is Monique Mayhem. I live on the east side of a smallish town in Arizona. I have clear mocha skin and naturally curly brown hair. I am the co-leader of the Pit Vipers, a.k.a Vipers, the gang that rules the east side of town. My gang name is Nudge.
I am said to have an amazing fashion sense, and I can't argue with that. For example, today I am wearing a red mini-dress with my stilettos and gold bracelets that jangle. On my lips is a deep red lip stain. Since I decide on female gang wear (except Max –sobs-), everybody is wearing the same thing.
Anywho, Sloan parked the car and got out to open my door. I got out as a girl ran up with my school leather jacket. It has a red rose on the back of it. I slid it on and walked into the school.
Two of my friends- 3rd in command Angel and UnderCat JJ- joined my sides. We walked down the hall to our restroom. See, even the staff here fear Vipers. So we have our own private restroom to meet up before, during, between, and after classes.
"Reds, I thought I smelled the pits," a voice said. I looked up from my iPhone 5 and saw Maya, Star, and Kate. Venom UnderCats.
"Pinks, I knew there was something poisonous in the air.' My girls popped their gum.
"What are you doing on OUR turf?" Angel snapped.
"Fang wants to expand his property. And your little restroom is in the way," Kate answered.
"Then Fang should've sent himself or his 2nd in command. Not an UnderCat," came Max's naturally harsh voice. I mentally cheered as she joined my side.
"This UnderCat happens to be his girlfriend," was Maya's fabulous retort (note the sarcasm).
"Do I LOOK like I care?"
"Well…."
"Stop, we all know the answer to that. Now why don't you three make like the ocean and wave goodbye?" JJ and Angel giggle shortly. (Teen Beach Movie reference. You have to see it!) The Venom UnderCats stormed away.
"Clarissa, Jennifer Joy. You are dismissed," I told them. Angel turned to walk away, but JJ was stupid enough to open her trap.
"Thank you SOOOO much, Maxine! I was afraid they were going to…."
"Fear of a Pink is equivalent to fear of a blade of grass. Keep that in mind, UnderDOG." I winced along with JJ at that one. The only thing worse than being an UnderCat is being an UnderDOG. That means you're liable to become human Swiss cheese very soon.
I decided to check out Max's outfit. Today, she decided to wear a red halter top and black mini skirt with red flats and the jacket. No makeup and diamond earrings.
"Very nice, Maxine. Couldn't have chosen a better outfit myself." She smirked at me before leading me to our first class.
Ok, I need to explain two things before I die of boredom here. First, neither gang is allowed to mention Vipers or Venoms at school. So, we created fake school gang names. And I know Reds and Pinks are lame and uncreative, but that was the point!
And the Venoms. God I hate them! They are led by Nick Walker and co-led by James and Zephyr Batchelder. Total bastards, the lot of them. The leaders are fine as hell. But they're the biggest bastards. Ever. Simple as that. Nothing more to it.
Oh, they rule the west side of town. We clash a lot since our classes mingle, but we handle it. Meaning Max will kick their asses single-handedly if they sit in our seats. (Sweet smiles that don't fool anybody)
Ok, we're done here. Get out of my presence.