Chapter 3: Ex-blond menace
I'm pretty satisfied: this week we have only broken the ribs of two bullies that had escaped last time from us, but finally we could give them what they deserved.
I remember this as I stare at my brass knuckles, one of my favorite "toys". The one I prefer to use usually is a small and shiny silver dagger that I also use to join people to the gang, thing that doesn't happen that much.
Finally is Friday, and I'm not sure if I will be able to sleep better, there were just two guys and there was no blood, so in theory I had to.
As the classroom starts to fill, I see that there is a new gurl just coming into the classroom. Her fur is completely black as well as her hair, a long head of lush black hair.
My eyes follow this new deer until she gets to her seat, which is exactly… Wait a minute. "That gurl…"
I stand up. I don't like it. I walk fast and neatly to where she's sitting and two golden eyes receive me with some kind of, hope? , behind her lashes.
-Hey you. Did you think that you could trick me? –I tell her as I put my face nearer and my hands as support on her desk to make it a "private conversation".
-No, I…I just –she gets to say, obviously nervous.
-So then what is this all about, blonde?
That word seemed to work: the pain was suddenly painted in her eyes, her throat gulped with fear, and I grinned in my mind.
I noticed about this gurl for the first time when my gang and I found her spying on us, I never forget a face.
She hesitated in her seat and her pale cheeks soon acquired a slight red tone all over them. She finally said something:
-I…I want to join to your gang
-Why?
-It doesn't matter why, let me proof you that I can be useful for you- she said vehemently; -but I also, can be fatal for you… -said in a teasing manner.
I thought about it: The last thing was true, and was something that I couldn't ignore. Now, she had the type of a cheerleader though she wasn't; she had been in my class music and she also painted, but maybe the most important thing was the fact that she was a loner, but a very strange one, because she never seemed sad or gloomy.
-What's your name?
-Honey
-I know that you know more than what you seem to.
-So can I take that as a "yes"?
…
-Fascination street, at twelve o'clock. Not latter, not before, and come alone.
Muahahaha! So here's her name. It fits her right? Now, what is Jojo going to do with her? Will she join the gang or die before she can taste the image of her by Jojo's side? People, lovely reviews by the way, thank you everybody. (Bounces) Short chappies, but be sure that I've felt every word of each chapter, so I could say that directly form my heart, this story is for you guys. I love you love it! Read and review!