You Bring the Love, Forget all the Madness Chapter 1
This is my first story and I was inspired by the song 'You Bring Me Joy' by Amelia Lily. And this has been reedited
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I don't own One Piece just my OCs.
Grand Line City about some years ago was run by the mob. Over the years the police were able to control the madness that plaid the streets, as a results many mobsters left the city or were arrested. Though seven mob families have remained in the city and still consider a threat to the city. Now the word around town is that gangs are forming up around the city, some say that things will go back to way it was before with the heirs of mafia families are also in the city.
It was a cool night as my sister, Layla, speed down the maze like streets of Grand Line City. "Explain to me again why are we are going to the races tonight" complain Perona fixing her pink pigtails. "And why does it smell like Couch perfume back here"
"We're doing this so Serena can get a picture, and most important to find my future husband" Layla explain to Perona. "Oh and that Serena broke a bottle of it."
"Oh if that's right why the hell did you insisted on us looking good tonight." I said giving Layla a smirk while fixing my white bow in my hair to hold back my wild brown curls. "And I broke the Miss Dior bottle."
Layla nodded remembering what happen. "Anyway it wouldn't hurt if you look nice. You never know you might meet some hot guys here tonight and you might run into some future classmates from you school," my sister loves the idea that I'm going to that same school that she and my dad graduated from, All Blue High School.
Tomorrow I start my senior year at All Blue; for the last half year I was going to an art school outside of Grand Line City. I was so happy there until I got kicked out because a bitch was taking shit about me so I knock some since into her and I was kinda keeping Tiger Lily, my pet dog, in my dorm room without the school's knowledge. So my dad though that it would be good for me to return to Grand Lind City and start All Blue High, I still haven't warm put to the idea of being back in the city.
"Layla don't tell me that's where we're going?" Perona announced leaning up from the back seat pointing at an old warehouse. "Cause I'm not stepping a foot in there."
"Yes it's the right place" Layla pull into the parking lot. Layla loves to make an entrance and pulling up in our white Mustang GT and wearing streetwalker chic, a bikini top and a short tight skirt. She got many looks and a few whistles which she returns with a few air kisses.
"I wonder how long it will take her to notice that we're still in the car." Perona said crawling into the driver seat.
"I say she already forgot about us"
Earlier today I got a request to paint a portrait of some guy and his bike. I really don't paint portrait but Ann-Marie, my godmother, insisted on me doing it. So since I never drew a motorcycle I asked my sister if she knew anybody with a motorcycle. She said she did but thought that it would be best if we went out to the local street race, so I could have the pick of the litter. Then Perona said she had nothing better to do so she tagged along.
As we got out of the car we got out with a few stares; Perona was dressed in red rocker style clothes and wearing her favorite red boots. I decide to go simple, with heels, jeans, and a black strapless top with a plain white jolly roger. We walk right pass my sister and I grab the keys. Then we head into the crowd leaving Layla behind.
The lot was crowded with guys and their bike and girls fawning over them. Perona and I got separated real quietly, but I knew I'll meat up with her later and I had to find the right motorcycle. I've been walking around looking for the right bike, but I haven't found it yet. I heard a loud laugh that came from a group of guys that caught my interest. I found who was causing those deep loud laughs; it came from a tall red head with an oversized four coat. There were two other guys with him, one leaning in a yellow motorcycle with a look of annoyance, which was probably because of the red head. The annoyed youth was wearing a black and yellow hoodie, spotted jeans, and a matching spotted furry hat. I stared at him for a moment thinking it would be a good base for the portrait. So I took his picture discreetly. I was about to turn around when I caught a glimpse of a straw hat. It's very odd to see a straw hat in the city; it reminded me of the one that my dad's friend, Shank, used to wear. The boy was squatting down by an orange bike that had a lion's head on it, I thought that would be a great painting but I had to get closer to make sure. I walked up to behind him and taped him on the shoulder. The straw hat looked at me; I also caught the attention of Big Red and hoodie guy.
"Would you mind if I took a picture of you?"
He stared at me for a minute and he was about to answer when Big Red piped up and said "Why would you need a picture of that scrawny kid, Baby when you got a great model right here."
I had to hold back a few words I was threating of saying to him, for even thinking that he can get away with calling me baby. So I gave him a playful smile and simply said "well you see its real simple you're not the 'model' I'm looking for" and turned back to the straw hat, "Do you mind?" He just shook his head no with a heartwarming grin. I squatted down next to him; he asked if he need to do anything. I told him just do what you were doing before, he turned his attention back to his bike but he kept that warm smile and that made the picture so much better. I back up to get a different angle and I got a whip of something that made me week in the knees. I slightly glance behind me and saw it was coming from the fur hat guy.
"So are you a photographer or something?" straw hat asked as I got up. I stayed close to the hoodie so I could smell more his colon.
"No, I'm an artist you know like paintings."
"I haven't seen you around here before Baby, did you just move to the city?" the red hair asked.
"Well I just move back into the city, but I was born and raised here."
"So this is the first race you been to?" ask the Straw hat kid.
"Yea my sister drug me here, but it seems ok" I look at the ground "But it's a lot less bloody" I whisper to myself, thinking back to when I used to live in the city before I left. My friends would hang out some really bad spots.
But it seems that Hoodie guy heard me, "Where the hell did you use to hang out at?"
"Um…have you ever heard of Little Garden?" I look at him, he have a dark completion, darker than Layla, and I couldn't see much of his face.
"I been once or twice." So he know of Little Garden interesting.
"Did you fight?"
"No" He smiled at me, "Did you?"
"Maybe but that's been while."
"What the hell are you two talking about?" The red head said.
We turned towards him and oddly enough we both said "Nothing" at the same time. That's when my phone beep I looked down at it, 'Come find me now'. Damn I had to leave when I just found a cute guy.
"Well I have to go find my sister, but good luck in the race." I turned and head back to the thick crowd.
Trying to find Layla was quiet hard in this mass of people. I stood still looking around, that's when a pair of arms found their way around my waist. "I heard that you made your way back to Grand Line City". I turned my head to see who caught me and it was Portage D Ace. Ace was a friend of my sister but became good friends after he helped me through a rough time. After that he always seemed protective about me like an older brother.
"Yea, I got kicked out of school so now I'm going to All Blue High"
"I wouldn't expect that out of you, your sister maybe" he let me go so I could turn around and give him a hug.
"Hey have you seen Layla?"
"Yep she over hanging with us" Ace grabbed by the hand and lead me through the crowed. While Ace was dragging me throw that crowd, I knottiest a large tattoo on his back. Ace had a habit of going around shirtless during the summer, which is fine he had the body to that. But it isn't the smartest thing to put a giant tattoo like that and walk around shirtless it's just a bad idea. I wonder what it was; all I could see was a cross and something else.
"Ace what"s with the tattoo?"
He glanced back at me and said "Do you remember what I first found you and you said that I was not allowed to ask about you ink".
"Yea"
"I'm applying that rule to you" he faced forward again. I could not help but smile thinking back to when I first meet Ace and he would not leave me alone about it. When I first got my ink, my left arm had a skull and cross bones with a yellow sash tired around the forehead, I had just joined a gang. Though in later years I added to it with a cross to the sash and a saying below, 'jusqu'à la fin'. I also got a small wrist tattoo that had the letters 'H & L'.
"There they are" Ace said running towards a group of people. I tried to tell Ace that I can't run in heels but he didn't hear me. I finally found my sister she was talking to two guys. She had her back to me; I wigged my hand free from Ace who stops to talk to someone. I snuck up behind her and pocked her on her sides. Layla squeak and turned to see who got her.
"Finally I found you" she said taking me by the arm and hitting me "you should know better than to do that."
I just smiled at her about to add a snappy comment when one of the guys said "Layla your investigating skill sucks"
"Oh shut up Izo"
"This rugrat must be your sister" one of the guys said to Layla. The only thing that stuck out to me is his hair cut; it looked like he forgot to shave the top of his head. He walked up to me and looked up and down, "I'm Marco"
"Serena"
The boy who was name Izo walked towards me. He seemed out of place here at a street race, he had long black hair pulled back into a pony tail and wore a load pair of pink pants and a purple polo.
"Let me see" said Izo, he came up to me and grabbed my face turn it from side to side. "She does look like you but she reminds me of a porcelain doll were you Layla look like a Barbie." Layla and I do share some traits; same hair color, dark brown, height, and same built. But skin and eye color are different. She took after our mother while I took after my dad (half-sisters). She has sun kissed completion with bright green eyes; I on the other hand have a pale completion and golden eyes.
"Wait what does that mean I look like a Barbie."
"It means that you're cheap" said Perona coming out of nowhere. She is very good of popping up out of nowhere.
Laughing I took a step back breaking free from the grip of Izo, and bumped in to the same arms that grabbed me earlier. "So Serena you meet everybody"
"Yea" I said again breaking escaping from Ace's arms.
"Hey did you get your picture?"
"Yea and I saw Shank's old hat" I got my camera out to show Layla.
"So who do you thinks going to win tonight?" Perona ask.
"Um I am" Ace was the first to speak.
"Oh no my guy is going to win" Layla said handing me back my camera
"Want bet on it" Perona ask the two.
"Sure" they both handed her twenty dollars
Perona turn to the rest of us "Any one less?"
"I'll put twenty down on fur hat" I reach into my back pocket and pulled out he money.
Then out of nowhere a noise rang through the crowd, it sounded like an air horn. "Ah, we have to go" Ace and Marco took their leave. I looked towards my sister, she explains to me that's the signal they give the racers to get lined up. We made our way to the street. I was quite shocked to see the number of racers there were, there had to be more than twenty or more. You really couldn't hear anything over the roar of the bikes, I had to motion that I wanted to get a picture to my sister. I stood on the edge of the curve and snap a few pictures. I saw the fur hat guy, "Hey" I yelled over the crowed. He looked at me "Don't lose, I got money on you to win." I doubt he heard everything but he nodded at me and I couldn't hold back my smile. On the opposite side if the road I saw someone help up an air horn from before, he gave to signal and they were off, I had to move back into the crowd just in case something happened. After the riders had gone I found my sister, Perona, and Izo "So are they going to come back here?"
"No we have to beat them to the finish line" Layla said as we headed to the car "Izo you need a ride?"
"Yea, whose car are we taking?"
"Ours but Layla is going to drive" handing over my keys I noisiest that no one told me why we have to go somewhere else. "Wait why do we have to leave?"
Perona answered me as we climbed in to the back seat "Well Serena the thing is that the cops say that we can't race in the streets. So the racers get a text saying where the starting line and finish line is –"
"And so we don't get busted every race is different." Izo cut in to finish explaining. "Why does is smell like Miss Dior in here." Layla and I just giggled at him.
"But you have to know a racer to find out where the finish line is. And tonight it's at the fish market"
The four of us made our way down the empty streets of Grand Line City. "So Layla you find your future husband?"
"Yes I did he's racing tonight so I'm rooting for him to win. What about you Perona?"
"No, all the guys I saw weren't cute"
"What about you Serena, you see anybody cute?"
"Yea I am" I spotted him in the picture I've taken. Though I still couldn't see his whole face but I did get his furry hat.
We finally made it to the fish market there were half the number of cars there. I guess a lot of people just came to party before the race. Izo said that we got there a little early and that a lot of people forgot to leave the starting point so the cops might get them for something. "You know them always trying to bust our asses for one thing or another" Layla said plainly. We waited around talking to some people. Perona and I sat on the hood of the car talking about everything from boys to what school was going to be like tomorrow when Layla grabbed us "Come on they're almost here". We join the group of people we could see that a couple of racers coming. Everybody was cheering, looking to see who was in the lead.
Then the lead racers came in so fast that all we could see was the red and black motorcycle. Close to the Ace, who was in first place, was a familiar looking orange motorcycle.
When we walked over to congratulate Ace; he noisiest that right away that some of us were disappointed. "What"
"You just had to win the race didn't you."
"And why does it bother you, Layla that I won besides winning the bet" He asked with a grin.
"I was hoping to get a date soon and you just had to ruin it by winning the race" Layla angrily said while pocking Ace on the chest.
"It's not like you were going to end up with that guy" Marco said as he joined our group, sliding an arm around Ace's waist.
"You never know he might have been Mr. Right" we all laugh at her for saying that. Layla loves to find guys but she never stays with them, too picky.
It was around three am when we turned on to our empty street were we lived. We parked on the street and let Perona out. She just lives across the street from us with her uncle. Layla and I walked up to the front door and I unlocked it. "Looks like dad has gone to bed" pecking into the apartment.
"Good we don't have to makeup some excuse for being late"
We made our way to our rooms when Layla asked "did you have a fun tonight?"
"Yea I did"
"That good, I was hoping that you would"
"Why"
"Cause, Serena Grand Line City has change for the good since you left. Well good night"
"Night" heading to my room; once inside still thinking about what my sister said I walked over to my dresser. I looked at a photo of my friends and me from a few years ago, it was of the five of us we were showing off your bloody knuckles, each of us had a smile; it had been one of the few times we won all of our fights. It had been a great day and whisper 'I really do hope so'.
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