Here's Chapter 2!

Azu's POV

I swept my apartment's stoop the next morning, feeling better. I sang to myself softly in Italian. I hoped I never saw those horrible Americans again. I noticed people pass by but didn't see their faces. Three people stopped and I looked up. My insides froze, they had chased me yesterday night!

"Hey, Johnny, don't she look familiar?" the short blonde one asked the taller, skinnier blonde boy.

"Yeah, wasn't she the girl we chased?" the dark one asked.

"C'mon, leave her alone, Action," the tall blonde told the dark one.

"What's your name, little girl?" the dark one asked me.

"What do you want?" I snap. I'll hit them with my broom if I have to.

"Your name, gorgeous."

"Why does it matter?" I demand.

"Just answer!" the short blonde snarled.

"You guys," the tall blonde was looking nervous.

"Azzura!" I say angrily. "There, I told you. Now, andare via!"

"No comprende, senorita." The short blonde sneered.

"Just leave her alone, A-Rab, she told you, let's go!" the tall blonde begged the short one.

"Stop being a wimp, Baby John." The dark one shoved him.

"Partirmi solo, per favore." I sighed.

"She isn't a PR! C'mon, Ice is gonna kill us if he finds out…"

"He ain't gonna find out if you keep your trap shut!" the dark one sneered.

"How d'you know she ain't a PR?" the short blonde asked.

The tall blonde blushed. "Does she sound Spanish?"

"I'm Italian, ringraziarla molto." I sneered. "Now leave before I call the police!"

He grabbed them by the arms. "C'mon! Ice is gonna kill us as is and she's about to call the cops. C'mon, c'mon…" They finally left. The next time I see that boy I'll have to thank him. They called him Baby John…

Baby John's POV

Action and A-Rab shoved me a lot on the way to Doc's. "I'm Italian too." Action said.

"We weren't gonna hurt her in broad daylight, Johnny, so loosen up!" A-Rab pushed me lightly.

"She was mad, and she was gonna call the cops. C'mon, Ice is gonna be pissed." I said weakly. Her name was Azzura. She was pretty, like Action said she was. Dark curly hair, darker eyes, and tan skin.

Everyone was at Doc's when we got there. "Where have you three been?" Ice asks us.

"Bar hoppin'," Action sneers. "We got detoured by a pretty broad,"

He shakes his head, dirty blonde bangs covering his eyes. "I hope you're not heckling that girl you jumped,"

"No," Action and A-Rab said incredulously.

"I'll take that as a 'yes.'" Ice sighed. "Alright Jets, round out."

"What now?" the guys asked.

"Not a lot, actually," Ice said. "The PRs are keeping on their side of town. We're in a lull. That doesn't give you an excuse to go bothering that girl, okay?"

"Her name is Azzura," Action rolled the r in her name. "She gets pretty mad really quickly. She's a prettier version of Anybodys,"

Of course Anybodys made a move to punch him. Ice grabbed her. "Anybodys!" She pulled herself out of his grasp and spit at Action. Action did have a point though…

The Jets split and I found myself walking with A-Rab, Action, and Big Deal… back to Azzura's stoop. When she saw us she spit at us. "Americani stupidi, what do you want now?"

"Why are you so mean, we don't even know you." Action smirked.

"I know your type. And I do know you, you chased me and tried to rape me last night." Her eyes were full of hate and I nearly flinched. "Andare all'inferno!"

"Kindly speak English to us, senorita. You see we don't speak Italian like you." A-Rab said.

"I'll translate: go to Hell!" she growled. Honestly, the only girl the guys had been cussed out by was Anybodys. And that's just because of her personality.

"Why can't you be nice, Azzura?"

"Don't talk to me like we're friends, Americano. I was serious about calling the police. I have no problem watching you dogs being locked up to rot!" Azzura's voice was razor sharp. The guys looked unfazed by her fury.

"Azzura!" a voice from inside the house yelled.

"Un momento, Mama!" she opened the door and called back. She turned back to glare at us. "Now go, if you come back I will have you locked up." She went inside and slammed the door.

"She ain't gonna have the guts," Big Deal drawled. "She's one nasty piece of work."

"Pretty though," Action lit up a cigarette. "What d'you think, Baby John?"

"I think you guys should listen to Ice and leave her alone. She's already steamed at us. I mean, if she is like Anybodys she could really whip us, eh?" I said nervously.

"Don't worry, Baby John. She's tiny, I bet she couldn't put a scratch on us. We're Jets, Baby John!" A-Rab slapped my shoulder.

"That don't mean we can't get thrown in the can," I shrug.

"There's a dance tonight at the gym, if you care so much about that little girl, go ask her out!" Action gave me a hard shove.

"Lay offa him," A-Rab grumbles.

I sigh listening to them argue. Azzura made it clear she never wanted to see any of us again. She would probably hit me with something if I even showed up at her door. But for some reason I wanted to see her again… I'll ask Ice, I decided. He'll know what's up.

Viola!