Blake was standing in front of her locker at North Yankton High, as she was looking down at the letter she received from the principal.
Dear, Miss. Macey Rose,
Your daughter, Blakesleigh Rose has not been showing up to North Yankton High by missing so many school days. She had very few unexcused absences in the past couple of months and I'm afraid that there will be more consequences, if she does not arrive at school or show up to her classes on time. If she misses more than two days, she and I will be in trouble with the board of education and especially you. I suggested that she shall repeat Sophomore year and avoid trouble...
Blake sighed before she heard her locker slammed closed . She jumped slightly to see her true best friend, Jade who happens to surprise her. Jade was in the same class as Blake was in. She was more like a high school flunkie, instead of AB student like Blake.
She and Jade almost look like twins, but the only two things that stands out from them is the different eye color. Jade and Blake had the same color hair, but the bestie had green streaks on the ends of the hair.
"Hey, hipster," Jade greeted.
Blake smiled. "I'm not a hipster, J, I'm more like a punk rocker,"
"Whatever, you say,"
Blake walked with Jade towards their next class which was all the way in the other building. They have to get pass the snowy blizzard of Ludendorff, which was an outside hallway.
Jade examines the letter as she narrowed her brown eyes at it. "So, you miss so many days because of your Mom,"
"Yeah, there was some days she wanted me to stay home and help her get off the stuff and also sober her up, but it never works,"
"Well, guess what?" Jade asked.
Blake looked up as her turquoise blue eyes, noticing Jade next to her, instead of in front of her. "Fuck this school, for this day forward we'll be known as the flunkies of North Yankton,"
Blake laughed. "Really, Jade?"
"Yeah, really, and besides we need to get out of this cold weather, one day,"
"Yeah, just like my Daddy promise me before he left,"
"But, we have a lot of loose ends to fix, if we're going to leave this hell hole of a joke," Jade reminded. "Don't worry, B, you're not alone. You have me,"
"Thanks, J," Blake hugged her best friend, as Jade hugged her back. "I really need the confidence,"
After having a long day of school and having to have a brain full of knowledge for an upcoming test for one of the books the dark haired teen was reading, Blake decided to take a personal day after school with her friends, Max and Lunch.
As Blake taken shotgun in the front passenger seat of Max's silver Canis Mesa SUV, she was having time to think for herself as she remembered what happened over the pass week.
First, she thought she was being kidnapped by Franklin.
Second, Jimmy's dumbass try to sell her uncle's yacht and also her motorcycle.
Third, her Aunt Amanda was caught cheating with the tennis coach and she had to go after him for running over her motorcycle.
And lastly, Martin Madrazo almost killed her uncle, if he doesn't pay for the damages he had done to the canyon house.
But she was lucky to have her life now as a De Santa. Instead of being a Rose for the rest of her abusive life.
"So, Blake," Lunch said, calling her name from the back seats.
"Yeah," the dark haired teen turned her head around to face the blonde haired girl with pink streaks.
"I heard that you have a boyfriend," Lunch giggled happily, until Blake started blushing pink on her cheeks, before turning back around, crossing her arms. "What is his name? What does he look like?"
"I do not have a boyfriend," Blake rejected.
"Oh really?" Lunch asked. "Then why did I hear it from out of Max's mouth?"
"Maxie J," Blake exclaimed, hitting her right shoulder, almost making the brown haired girl lost control of the SUV.
"Well, she noticed Franklin when she looked out the window, to see him and that dog of his," Max explained. "She started telling me about him, and she wouldn't leave me alone about it,"
"Franklin? Is that his name?" Lunch asked. "I bet you call him, Frankie?"
"Lynnette!"
"It's Lunch, Blakesleigh!"
"Then quit, before I slapped the shit outta you," Blake warned. "Listen, he's my Uncle Michael's friend. I only met him three times and one of those times was when my uncle was in trouble,"
"Hey, Blake," Max stopped at a red light. "You never told me what happened after when you, your uncle, and Franklin left to go after the tennis coach,"
"Well, we followed him, but the house he stayed in, he was just only hiding there," Blake explained. "And my uncle wasn't thinking straight and he had to pay this guy for the repairs,"
"Who's the guy?" Max pressed the accelerator softly as the light turned green.
"I… I can't say,"
"Why?"
"He might be watching,"
"Who? Your boyfriend Franklin?" Lunch teasted the dark haired teen once more, as she taken off her seatbelt and started hitting her other friend in the backseat. Max gave out a warning that there was a police car on the other side of the road.
Blake ended the fight as she placed her seat belt back on, making sure that the police officer doesn't spot them. Once the police car passed by the sliver Canis Mesa, Blake turned around to face Lunch who was fixing her blonde hair with pink streaks.
"Now, I bet you won't say his name again,"
Lunch rubbed her right cheek. "Frankie,"
Blake immediately taken off her seatbelt and started hitting Lunch as they have their sissy fight once again. Max was getting very annoyed by it as she had to hear the constant yelling and screaming of the fight, especially if Lunch has started something.
As Max drove though Rockford Hills, Lunch had to tell them about the time when her new, but rich soon to be stepfather was going to buy an expensive platinum ring for her mother. So, she pointed out the directions to this expensive and high class jewelry store called Vangelico. Once the three girls walked towards the store, the doorman wearing only an expensive suit and tie open the door just for them, welcoming them into the store.
When they walked into the store together, Lunch wasn't showing any class by running around the store, like it was a special half price sale. Blake stayed with Max, until something shiny and glittery caught her turquoise blue eyes.
"Oooo, look at that rock right there!" Blake exclaimed. "That wasn't here when Aunt Amanda taken me,"
"But look at the price, B," Max pointed out. "You know we only have three hundred dollars left between all of us. Lunch's here because she wanted to buy everything, since her mother's marrying a rich man in Rockford Hills,"
"I know, but everything is so shining in here!" Blake said, while Lunch had her face touching the glass, looking at the very expensive necklaces.
Max was looking around as well, but not like touching the glass.
As Blake was looking around, her friend Max turned around to face the front doors of the store and she noticed someone from outside of the store who looks very familiar.
"Hey, Blake,"
Blake walked towards Max. "What?"
"Is that your-"
Blake turned around to face the front of the store as Max pointed to the doors, as the doorman opened the door just for the next customer.
It was her Uncle Michael.
Her turquoise blue eyes widened as she grabbed Max's wrist and pulled onto it while doing the same thing to Lunch. They were hiding in the back of the store as they were behind a glass case.
"What is he doing here?" Max asked.
"He's probably looking for me,"
"Why?" Lunch asked, peering her head around the glass case, until Max pulled her back.
"Well, there's two reasons," Blake explained. "One, he could be looking for me, since I cancelled the day for me to hangout with him. Or two,"
Blake looked over the glass case to see him looking around. "He might want his credit card back,"
Lunch looked at the dark haired teen wide-eyed "Why you didn't say-"
Max and Blake immediately covered her mouth.
"We could have spent that bad boy out," Lunch loud whispered, before Blake kept her gaze at her Uncle Michael looking around.
"He might be buying an apology gift for his wife," Max suggested.
"He's back at the counter," Blake said softly. "Let's listen carefully,"
"What's her taste?"
"She's a bitch!" Lunch loud whispered once again, making sure that the woman at the counter heard her. Max immediately cover Lunch's mouth once again, as Blake narrowed her eyes at her.
"That's my aunt you're talking about!"
"So, what? She acts like a bitch in front of everyone, especially me and Maxie J," Lunch explained, once Max removed her mouth.
"Don't make me slap you in this store," Blake warned.
Blake raised her body up to see Michael walking towards the back of the store. "Oh fuck!"
"Move, move," Max whispered, grabbing her wallet.
The girls kept their eyes on him, as he was standing there looking up at a vent which leads to the outside. The girls stayed where they were, until Michael turned back around to leave out of the store.
He heard a familiar hurt voice as he narrowed his dark blue eyes towards the back of the store.
He walked slowly as the girls kept quiet hearing his footsteps coming closer.
"Oh, fuck, I'm dead," Blake said in her mind, covering her mouth, since she was the one who fallen on her knees, earning a bump on her left knee.
As his footsteps were coming closer, they stop making noise, until they can hear him walking away. Blake peered her head around the corner to see him walking out of the store.
Once he was out of sight, the girls immediately stood up, grabbed their shopping bags and left out of the store. They immediately stop in front of the doors, as the doorman opened the door for them. Blake was the first, then Max, and Lunch was last to leave out of Vangelico's .
"Well, at least I didn't get caught," Blake admitted.
"Hey, there he goes," Max pointed to Blake's uncle.
Blake turned around to see him walking towards Easthouse Way. He climbed into his black Obey Tailgater as he droved back onto the road.
Blake had to follow him.
She noticed a motorcycle that was near by the store as she climbed onto it, before placing on the black motorcycle helmet. She turned the key, before she turned around to face her friends.
"Listen, I have to go follow him," Blake told her friends. "I'll get the bags later, once I return,"
She started driving the motorcycle out of the shopping plaza as she tail behind her Uncle Michael. She kept a very good distance as she kept the speed limit. Thankfully, the motorcycle helmet was black all over and even the lens was covering her face.
As she was on the highway, following them, Michael stopped at a stop light until Blake stopped the stolen motorcycle from a safe distance.
"Where are you goin'," Blake said to herself, until the light turned green and she removed her foot from the ground and followed them.
Which it seems that they were five minutes away from the jewelry store, Blake noticed her uncle's Obey Tailgater turning right as he parked in front of an abandoned factory.
Blake looked up at the factory as it was called the Garment Factory. She watched from a distance as Michael came out the car, with a disabled man with glasses and a cane.
Was that Lester that her Uncle Michael was was talking about the other day?
She remembered Lester when her father, Carter told her about him.
Once they were inside the factory, Blake got off the bike and remove the helmet as she walked towards the front doors. She looked through the window, trying to be sneaky as she can before Michael and Lester know that they were being followed.
The coast was clear as she opened the door quietly, before closing the door, and climbing up the stairs. She peered up at the top of the stairs to see Michael and Lester talking about Vangelico's.
Blake was right.
Her uncle was going to do another heist after ten years. Maybe this was the only way for him to give the money to pay for the repairs for Martin Madrazo.
As she as listening carefully, she pulled out her iFruit phone and taken just a couple of pictures of the plan in order for her to get a closer look. She looked at both of the pictures and there was pictures of the store, a map of LS for the getaway, and two different plans for them to do. Once she placed her iFruit phone back into her shoulder bag, before she heard her phone ringing so loudly Michael and Lester heard from outside of the office.
Michael had his iFruit phone up to his left ear, until he turned around to hear the ringing coming from outside the room. He walked outside the office, towards the stairs, and he noticed Blake pressing ignore of her phone, before looking up at her Uncle Michael, surprised.
"Yo! You've reach Blake De Santa! I'm sorry, I'm not answering my phone, so please leave me a message! Hugs and kisses!" Blake's voicemail echoed throughout Michael's iFruit phone as he looked at his niece, before hanging up his phone.
"Hey," Blake said surprised and embarrassed. "You've found me… You won two hundred dollars… yay…"
"Michael, who is this?" Lester asked.
"This is Blake Rose," Michael introduced. "Carter and Macey's daughter, she's under my care,"
"Hi, Mr. Lester," Blake stood up. "It's been so long, since I last seen you,"
"Yes, it's been quite awhile," Lester replied. "Carter sometimes bring you with him, while we talked business,"
"Don't worry, I always keep things quiet,"
They walked into the office together as the dark haired teen was not looking at them.
"Blakesleigh De Santa," Michael said her name. "Why are you here? Did you follow us from Vangelico's?"
Blake was wide-eyed, as she turned around to face her uncle. "How did you know,"
"I'm a professional, baby," Michael replied, looking at his surprised niece. "Besides, I noticed Max's car, by the store,"
Blake nodded before looking at the board to see the layout of the jewelry store, before looking back the two men in the office room. "So, Uncle Michael, I have a question I wanna ask you about,"
"Uh, sure, Blake,"
"I want in," Blake quickly asked her question, flaty.
"What? No! Absolutely not, Blakesleigh," Michael retorted her question with an answer.
"But, Uncle Michael-"
"We'll talk more about this once we get home," Michael said, pointing his finger at her. Blake wanted to bite it and make him suffer in pain, but she didn't have the guts to hurt her uncle. "Get in the car,"
Now, Blake and Michael were back at the De Santa household as they were upstairs in the dark haired teen bedroom. Blake was now sitting down on her queen sized bed. Michael was the only one standing up as he looked down at his niece.
"Why can't I?" Blake asked crossing her arms. "When I was little, I always wanted to rob something big, instead of the small gas stations that me and my friend did back in North Yankton,"
"Cause, I'm not letting you risk your life, you're here in Los Santos for a reason," Michael explained. "You are here under witness protection, young lady,"
"I'm not a child, Uncle Michael," Blake told him. "I can handle myself. I know how to use a gun, you saw me used it the other day,"
"Well, that's cause we had Madrazo's men after us, and you were cryin' in the backseat,"
Blake immediately pulled out her nine millimeter semi automatic pistol and aimed at him.
"Don't make use this, I've already used five bullets and I put two rounds in you!" Blake hissed.
He looked back at Blake, as she taken the safety off of the gun. "Okay, okay, Blake, put the gun down,"
"Then let me join the crew, as a replacement of my Daddy,"
Michael thought long and hard about this. Blake is sixteen, but soon to be seventeen. She wanted to do this because she wanted to follow her father's footsteps, which means that she will be risking her life to do this. He thought it was such a stupid dream for her to have, instead of getting a part time job, which he expected from her.
But there was reasons. She was a part of what happened to the canyon house. She lost her motorcycle. And she doesn't care about if her life was in danger or not after she killed her mother.
If he wanted her to be part of his crew, he must take her to a shooting range in order for her to hold a gun and used it correctly.
"I can't believe I'm sayin' this, but Blake, if things get too rough, you immediately tell me and you're out of the game,"
"You don't have to worry about me," Blake lowered her gun. "I can handle myself, Uncle Michael. You're looking at Carter Grant's badass daughter and she carries a gun around with her at all times… Well, not all the times."
Michael laughed at her. "We will see how you handle yourself on the jewelry store job, if you say you're good like your old man. We'll be making history together, Blake,"
"Yeah, a lot of history,"
Blake looked down at her nightstand to see another picture that she placed on top of it. It was next to her first picture of her being a part of the family. It was her and her friend Jade from North Yankton. They were smiling in the snow together, and Jade happened to have taken a selfie with her.
She left her behind in Ludendorff for this life. She was now going to be a part time bank robber and AB sophomore student. Jade would have love to be a part of this job too, especially Blake's Daddy.
Well, this chapter is not my best work, but I did my best.
The next chapter will be the Daddy's Little Girl mission, which I have it planned out. I will do more of Blake's life in Ludendorff, before the abuse and before the final heist if I can.
Too bad for Blake for being sneaky, her Uncle Michael caught her twice. :(