It's been 5 days from when I met Leah. The last two days me and Clyde have been putting in orders for gang uniforms and personalized weapons. I can't believe that his factory workers can basically make anything. That's like the most amazing thing I could ever want if someone fan make anything for me. Damn I would make that person make me a toaster that can shoot burritos. That would be fun!
Clyde and I had spent the day in that stuffy factory telling everyone how to make the things so they didn't mess up. It was weird telling people what to do but I guess I have to get use to it.
"Emily, what do you want to do for your jacket?"
"Surprise me."
"Are you sure?"
"Well they did everything fine so far so why not let them get this one."
"But you didn't even give them any detail on it."
"Sure I did, I told them to make it long enough to cover my ass and to make at least a few designs so I can pick one."
"OK if you think it will work."
"Stop treating me like a little girl Clyde! I can make my own decisions, my way, when I want to!"
"Emily... I..."
"Clyde I'm so sorry I... I don't know where that came from."
"Emily I think we've been here for too long, let me take you home."
"Clyde I... Maybe your right. Let's go."
"OK go to the car, I'll meet you there I have to finish some designs up."
I walked out of the factory. What was happening to me? I'm getting moody and all stressed. Maybe I just need a little R&R. I should plan a trip for us somewhere. Maybe the beach or a day at the club. Whatever I do I should plan it with Clyde. I got in the car and sat there, just staring at the door waiting for Clyde to pop out and drive me home.
"Clyde."
"What?"
"What are you doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why are you carrying me?"
"You fell asleep in my car and I didn't want to wake you so I'm carrying you to your bed."
"Your so weird Clyde. Like a big brother kind of weird."
"Shut up and go to sleep."
"Whatever."
The next day when I woke up I felt refreshed almost, like a huge balloon swept me away for the night. Clyde picked me up and we drove to the factory to pick up our orders. Finally I can get the last few things I need and make the damn gang. When we walked in I was taken to the dressing rooms to try out my outfit.
"Follow me And we can choose your jacket." The woman outside of my dressing room said. When I came out I had a pair of shorts that where white with a pink trim, a regular pink tank top on, and those shoes Clyde made, you know the ones that where around knee height and had that thing where if you click the two red stars together they turn into skates. When we walked to the show room I saw 5 jackets. Immediately I saw it, A hooded jacket with straps on the front to hold on to my figure and the Beat logo on the left shoulder. It was perfect! As I grabbed the jacket I put it on and it felt like I could take over the world as the coolest looking MoFo in town.
"Is that your choice ?" The woman asked.
"Yes, it is."
"Great choice."
"Totally!"
Clyde walked out of the dressing room and one look at him and whoa... He was fucking hot. He had a plaid dress shirt in pink and black with a white T-shirt underneath, long black pants with a pink and black belt, and the shoes looked like O.M.G., pink and black!
"Damn..."
"I know right, I do feel damn." Clyde said with pride.
"What about me?" I did a little spin around.
"You look wow."
"I know right, I do feel wow."
"Is that her outfit?" He pointed at an outfit with a black shirt and white shorts with pink trim and black heeled boots to complete the design.
"Who?"
"That girl you said you where going to break out tomorrow."
"Yeah and I know for a fact that she will want to join."
"How do you know?"
"Well that night when I met her sister I did a little snooping around Kiki and Viola's files and found her. Her name is Laila and before she got taken away she was so close to making another gang when the Deckers hacked into her computer, found her, and got her arrested."
"Wow, so what does that have to do with her joining us?"
"The only thing she needed to complete her gang was organization and trust."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean she never had anyone to help her. It was just her and a group of people."
"So if we get her to trust us we can get her to bring her gang and get them to join our gang."
"Exactly, so if we add her people with our organization we have a complete gang."
"That's perfect, but how do you know they will trust you as the leader?"
"I'll just have to earn their respect."
"Ok then, let's do it."