I tighten my bathrobe before opening the door.

"Gibby?"

"Sorry Carly. Is this a bad time?" Gibby asks blushing at the sight of my robe and making me even more self conscious.

"Uh no just wait here a sec." I close the door in his face and run upstaires to change back into the sundress I wore earlier. After hitting my damp hair with the blow dryer for a few seconds I'm ready.

"And they say girls take hours to get ready." Gibby jokes.

"What brings you by Gib?" I ask inviting him to sit on the couch. I curl my feet under me to get comfortable.

"I wanted to see you. We haven't hung out since the party and I was scared for you, and my Mom practically grounded me when I told her I didn't have you, her head turned around like The Exorcist."

I laugh.

Gibby chuckles; "I'm serious, but I was pissed at myself for losing you."

"Aw Gibb." I give my friend a hug.

Gibby's cheeks redden.

"So um, where's Spence?" He asks.

"Oh having lunch with some art guy that could further his career." I say distractedly.

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Samantha: Check ur e-mails 4 ur itinerary.

"Wow I hope it works out for him."

"That makes three of us."

"So, since Saturday was such a disaster why don't we do something this weekend? No parties or anything we can just hang at the beach since it's warm out."

"I'd love too." I reply. I mean it it'll be nice.

"Oooff!" Shae doules over after recieving a light punch to the gut from me.

"Always expect the unexpected." I tell her throwing a punch straight to her face. Carly's eyes snap shut only to reopen when she realizes the punch isn't coming. I open my hand in her face. "You're initial reaction should always be to dodge. Not flinch."

"That's where I come in!" Mouse squeaks. She delivers a sweeping kick to Carly's legs making the brunette land flat on her nonexistant butt.

"Oowwww!"

"We're gonna get those skinny chicken legs of your in shape." Mouse smirks, she offers a hand to Carly.

"Sam can I talk to you?" Jill whispers to me.

I give her a nod. "Do what you gotta do Mouse just make sure Carly's still in one piece by the end of it."

"Don't count on it." Mouse replies.

"Wassup Jill?" I ask once we're out of ear shot from the girls.

"We're gonna be down a few girls this Saturday some of them are still feelin the effects of that fight. Nothin serious-"

"Then they should come." I interrupt.

"Running down an escalator that's going up may build strong calf muscles but it's at a risk ya know? We have a few fucked up ankles from when they tried to get away."

Part of me swells with pride at the fact that my girl's only injuries were minor fractures and twisted ankles from running as apposed to serious injuries from gang bangers, but another part of me is pissed. Freddie's crew was counting on us to help them out Saturday night.

I rub my forehead. Something I always do when I'm stressed. "So we'll be down a few members that's fine."

"Not really." Jill replies, "it's a big job Sam that was part of the reason for us and the Chop boys doing it together in the first place."

The 'job' she's referring to is a three step process. Step one has already been halfway accomplished. My baby Freddie's gang are enemies with this crew called 'The barrio ridaz.' Freddie's boys jacked some of The barrio ridaz most tricked out rides and returned them dismantled to get back at them for fucking up some of Freddie's guy's rides and stealing their parts. The goal is to keep The BR's out of this summer's Young Blood car show.

Step two is gonna take all of us. The leader's rides are the hottest and are kept under lock and key like maximum security shit and it's gonna take alot of cunning to get them. And a lot of help.

"So wha'do you want me to do huh Jill? Put in Carly?"

Jill gives me a meaningful look.

I shake my head in utter disbelief. "Oh hell no Jill!" I glance over to Carly who is holding a knife in her unsteady hand. "You want her to do a job that big this Saturday? You do realize it's this Saturday right? That's outta the question." Usually I trust Jill's judgement, but she's gotta be off her rocker with this one.

"We don't have a choice Sam. We're gonna need plenty of weapons, plenty of fighters, and right now we're out by atleast six girls. We aren't exactly the largest gang ya know?"

She has a point. Most of the members of our gang are third generation of the original members the grand daughters and daughters so there aren't many of us.

"Fine what the fuck ever." I say exasperated. "Hey Shae!" I call out to Carly when she looks up I add; "plan to stay here all night you're pulling a job this Saturday." The girls look as stunned and confused as I feel. I turn back to Jill and give her a look of warning letting her know she's now responsible for anything that happens to Carly.

Short chap I know sorry :( the real drama comes in the next few ;) Thanks for reading guys I appreciate you.