Cecilia
"Dylan" Jessica yells storming into the living room where we were playing Halo 3 on the Xbox after school.
"Yes?" Dylan turns to her innocently.
"Have you seen your room? It's messy. And then you leave everything you use to make a sandwich on the side. Can't you clean up after yourself?"
"Sorry doll" Dylan grins. When Jessica stormed back out he nudged me. "What's with her?"
"OCD" I tell him. "She's a clean freak"
"She'll make a great housewife, she will"
"Or a cleaner"
"Wow so much money"
"What job you want then?"
"Making games like this" Dylan nods at the Xbox.
"Really? I want to be a professional dancer"
"Were both be within the money then" Dylan high-fived me.
The front door opened and Izzy ran straight to Dylan. "Hey princess" He smiles picking her up.
Izzy put her hands on his face and told him about her day. Dylan listening intensely.
I even caught my dad smiling at the two of him. "See? He's not so bad" I say to my dad walking past.
"Really?" Jess plants her hands on her hips. Maybe Dylan was right.
I grin as Jess complained to dad. The plan was coming along nicely now.
I go into my room and take a shower.
Halfway through I hear my phone start to ring and stop, then rings again.
Emergency. Shit.
I jump out the shower, wrapping up in a towel and grabbing the phone. "Hello?"
"Cecilia get to the warehouse now" Adam barks then puts the phone down.
I quickly pull on jeans and a t-shirt and shove my feet in my converse, then take my car key and rush out the house so quick no one will notice.
In ten minutes I get there. I enter the warehouse walking till I hear voices.
"Oh good you're here" Ruby says.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"I think it's about time we all had that chat" Blondie says stepping out from the shadows.
"Were confident to win the competition, so what is the problem?" Frankie asks.
Blondie laughs. "And what if you don't win, what then?"
None of us speak, Blondie laughs more. "You guys, oh you guys, you better win that competition, you lose your secrets come out, and if I get caught then so be it" There's something scary about a man that has nothing to lose. We have everything to lose: we have school, family, life.
"I'm going to be watching tomorrow night just to make sure your on top of your game" And with that Blondie leaves.
If you think street fighting is just street fighting your wrong. Everybody wants to win and will use whatever means to win. The rule is this: Sabotage any crew but when the crew win they win fair meaning basically that you can do whatever you want to any crew to get them to lose but if they win you leave them the fuck alone, actually you congratulate them because it's a fair fight.
Except my crew, with quite a few other crews, have this problem called drugs.
And that is why we need to win this competition, to pay back the money to Blondie we owe for the drugs…or face the consequences.