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Chapter one – Almira

My life was going fucking great. Keyword; was.

I had to join the Latino Blood to protect my family. And I love my family to pieces. Hell I would die for them. But I had to join the same fucking Latino Blood that thought that my family were traitors. So naturally I had no friends there, but none of them did anything to me because I was high up. But that didn't stop them from calling me shit.

But I could look after myself. I mean I was and always will be a Fuentes.

I threw my alarm clock, when it went off for the third time, at my wall. It smashed but oh well. I could manage without.

I crawled out of bed. Literally crawled. And went to the bathroom that was connected to my room.

I took a long shower. When I got out, I picked up the clothes I picked out yesterday and put them on. Black jeans, a white top and a black cardigan.

I curled my hair and put my make-up on. I brushed my teeth and grabbed my bag. I walked downstairs.

My mi'ama looked at the clothes I was wearing, even if she didn't approve I wouldn't change. But my mi'ama smiled and kissed my forehead.

My mama was still really pretty, with her blonde hair and pale blue eyes. If anyone saw her they wouldn't expect her to be in her forties. I got on alright with my mi'ama but sometimes I felt like she didn't understand me. Which probably was the case.

But my papá and I got on really well. Everyone could tell I was his daughter. I was his princesa. We never fought.

My brother, Paco, we got on as far as siblings got on.

Paco had our mums eyes and I had my dads dark brown eyes. Paco and I inherited my papás black curly hair. We were a lot like my papá and uncles, we loved taking risks and we could defend ourselves.

But I was more like my papá than Paco. I mean you don't see him in the same gang that our papá once was in do you? Nope. Me on the other hand, yes. The exact gang that hated your family. A lot.

Paco sat next to me. "How is my dear hermanita?" he asked.

"Fine." I answered. My mi'ama groaned.

My mi'ama hated it when we spoke Spanish because she could only say the basic. But sometimes it was good she couldn't understand some Spanish.

My papá walked in and kissed my mama. I loved it when my parents embraced each other like they did everyday. It just proved that true love was real.

Paco and I stood up and said bye to our parents before walking out. We got in Paco's car and he started driving to school.

When we got there, I got out and walked inside. Paco went off with his friends. This was my chance to talk to some of the Latino Blood members.

I sighed. I had to ditch all of my own friends just to protect my family.

They better be fucking grateful!

I walked over to Rita. We got on alright. I didn't trust her, I didn't trust anyone in the Latino Blood, but she was the closest I had to a friend.

She had dark brown hair and light brown eyes.

Rita's cousin was José. She was also going out with Mario. I hated both of them.

Actually I hated everyone that was in the stupid fucking Latino Blood.

"Rita." I nodded to her.

She looked at me and smiled. "Rey wants you to come tonight."

Ah, Rey, the guy that runs the fucking Latino Blood. The one that forced me into this stupid gang. I think he was Hector Martinez nephew. Probably. The same Hector Martinez that tried to kill my dad. The same Hector Martinez who killed my papás best friend.

"I can't. Mis padres will start to wonder where I am." I mumbled.

Rita shrugged. "I just told you what I got told. Don't shoot el mensajero." I laughed.

"Traidor, did Rita tell you?" Enrique asked.

I looked at him. His black hair fell into his face, so you could hardly see his brown eyes.

I clenched my fists. "Si."

"Do you want to know what I hope they are going to do?" he asked.

"Not really." I spat.

"Kill you. And your precious family. You and your family will always be traidores to us!"

I slapped him. He laughed and grabbed my wrist. "Feisty aren't we."

I glared at him, but smiled when I saw my brother walking towards us. "Quita tus manos de mi hermana!" Paco shouted.

Enrique chuckled darkly. "Your hermana is a puta!"

Paco punched Enrique in the jaw. I couldn't help but laugh. "Call my sister that again and you will be a fucking dead man!" Paco threatned. He turned around and walked to his girlfriend, Juliana Gallagher.

"You don't want to mess with me and my familia Enrique." I smirked, walking off.

"Wait until they find out what you are keeping! I don't think they will be proud of you then." Enrique called.

I froze in my spot. He was right. Of course he was right. I sighed and carried on walking. I didn't want to deal with him just yet.

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Also there is going to be a lot of spanish in this story espicially as when Almira gets mad she starts talking in spanish, which annoys most people because they don't know what she is saying. If you don't know what some of them words mean I'll put what they mean here;

Mis padres – my parents

Angel – angel

Princesa - princess

El mensajero – the messenger

Traidor – traitor

Si – yes

Quita tus manos de mi hermana – take your hands off my sister

Puta – bitch

Familia – family

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