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Thank you to the following reviews given by in order to date: Liz Tybalt, xbrokenfairyx, MagzDD, StarWars-Freak, Dalesha, and Kristin. From now on when ever you see a * before a word or words, that means that at he end of the chapter you will find a definition for it or a translation. Thank you and keep reviewing, and read my other story.
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Chapter Three
By:
Prtychic_2007
"What, you want some more?" Jimena asked, taunting Lety as she fell to the ground on her knees gasping for air. Jimena and Lety were both *hard-core gang members and were probably the toughest from their *turf. Jimena kicked Lety hard on the side as she rolled onto her back. Jimena learned early not to pity other gang members because they would never pity her.
"Leave her alone *puta," Prisma said as she pushed Jimena from the back. Jimena had not anticipated her attack and almost fell forward. Jimena angrily turned to face Prisma. They walked sideways in a circle, Jimena waiting for her first attack. Jimena never threw the first attack; she waited patiently waiting to throw the attack back twice as hard.
Prisma lunged at her and punched her in the stomach. Jimena gasped for air and punched Prisma, her fist landing on her right eye. However, Prisma quickly cut Jimena's arm with her blade. Jimena took a few steps back and glanced down at her wound. Pain stabbed her right arm as blood trickled down her arm to her fingertips and onto the cold, black cement floor.
"*Vas a pager," Jimena said angrily, but just before Jimena pulled out her cold blade she heard sirens. Her heart dropped, "*Vamonos," Jimena shouted as her and her gang members retreated and rushed out of the alley and back to Sandra's car. The cold air stung her deep, bloody, fresh cut. Jimena covered it with her hand putting pressure on it and got into the car slamming the door.
"Close call," Sandra said starting the ignition. Jimena nodded checking out Sandra's fighting wounds. Her lip was bleeding and her left eye looked swollen.
Sandra saw Jimena and said, "Don't worry." Jimena looked into the rear view mirror to see Rebeca and Tina's faces, which were smudged with dirt. Tina's hair was completely messed up and looked as if one of Let's gang bangers had dragged her by the hair. Rebeca looked okay, except for her torn shirt.
"So where to now?" Sandra asked as she sped through a red light, the stereo speakers vibrating as the music flooded out.
"Let's go to my *casa," Rebeca said trying to wipe the dirt off her face. Sandra made a right and drove towards Rebeca's house. Jimena leaned back in her seat absorbing all the music from the stereo. Jimena remembered when she had first been *jumped-in, they old gang members had torn out her hoop earrings, as in most cases, broken two ribs, and broke her arm. Jimena was glad she had joined that gang instead of another gang from another street. If she had joined the other gang they would have *sexed-in her. Jimena had pledged her life to the gang, as everyone usually did. Jimena grinned, remembering her first *prestige crime. She had boosted a car and had gotten away with it, and earned her respect. However, most gang bangers on the first try did not succeed unless they had help from another, but Jimena didn't need help. She was a youth gang member from Ninth Street, her street name, *leyenda, for that was what she was. Everyone knew her, the legend from Ninth Street. No one tried to mess with her; however, rival gangs would call her and her gang out.
"*Llegamos," Sandra said turning off the ignition. She parked her Camaro in Rebeca's driveway. Sandra's black Camaro was the first car she boosted, she kept it to remember that significant moment in her life, proud of it. "*Ai, que te paso?" Sandra asked removing Jimena's arm off of her cut.
"It's *nada," Jimena said beginning to pull away. Jimena and her gang always looked out for each other. However, Jimena did have some rules, no drugs, but you could drink on occasions, and to be loyal to the gang and always watch each other's back.
"Let's get inside, so we can clean up," Rebeca said opening the door. Rebeca's house was trashed. The checkered curtains that hung above her windows were torn and dusty. The carpet was stained, the furniture had duck tape covering holes, and the wall's paint was pealing. Her two younger brothers came running into the living room, which smelt like cigarettes, Jose and Luis. Rebeca's mom sat at the old, busted up dining table with a cigarette in one hand and a bottle of tequila in the other. She took a drag from her cigarette and blew the smoke out into the air.
"*Mama, what did I tell you, coem on let's go to bed," Rebeca said putting out the cigarette and taking the bottle of tequila out of her hand and dumped the tequila down the drain.
"Why'd you that for?" Rebeca's drunk mother asked trying to stand up.
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Hard-core gang member: Leader
Turf: Territory
Puta: Bitch
Vas a pagar: You're gonna pay
Vamonos: Let's go
Casa: House
Jumped-in: An initiation rite in which a potential gang member is beaten by gang members
Sexed-in: Initiation for females which means that they are forced to have sex with one or more male gang members
Prestige crime: Crime committed to gain status from other gang members
Leyenda: Legend
Llegamos: We're here
Ai que te paso: Ay what happen
Nada: Nothing
Mama: Mom
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