In the sophomore building of the geometry class at Rockford Hills Academy, students were chatting up a storm, before their most hateful math teacher comes in. They heard about the new student joining today, and they were wondering what was the new student going to be like?
Except for two others students named Maxine Sterling and Lynnette Boxfield, who were talking about other things in their lives.
"I'm getting sick of my little brother, Chris," Lunch said pouting with her arms crossed.
"Why, Lunchables," Max asked, sitting down. Her desk was behind her as she turned around to face her.
"He snitching on me about how I was smoking pot and drinking with rich older guys," Lunch explained. "Look, I smoke weed sometimes, but I don't like rich people for reals,"
"Ain't your mother dating someone who's rich? Isn't he a FIB agent or something?" Max explained.
The bell has runged for the first period class.
"Alright, alright, settle down you worthless pieces of shit!" The geometry teacher announced, making the class returned back to their seats so they can face the front of the classroom.
"Ugh, I hate this class!" Lunch complained loudly, so the teacher and the class can hear her.
"Shut the hell up, Lynnette Boxfield,"
"It's Lunch," she hissed, as she stood up from her desk, before sitting back down.
"Ugly asshole," Max mumbled.
"Now, listen up, we have a new student joining us today," The geometry teacher announced before turning to his left to the student standing under the doorway, before walking in.
Blake walked into the classroom and stand right next to the teacher, with her backpack behind her back, holding only one of the straps with her right hand.
Blake was dressed in her new Rockford Hills Academy uniform with her long black hair flowing down her back.
She was wearing a black polo shirt with the school logo on the left side of her shirt and also on the right sleeve of her shoulder. On the bottom half of her outfit, it was a khaki skirt that was almost knee length. For her legs, she was only wearing black leggings with white crosses on them and black high tops with lime green laces.
She was out of uniform on her first day, but the principal of the academy decided to leave her off with just a warning.
"So, speak up," The geometry teacher said. "Tell them your name,"
"I'm Blakesleigh Ro- I mean… De Santa. Blakesleigh De Santa, but instead of Blakesleigh called me Blake for short,"
"Well, in this classroom, we don't use nicknames, some of them are shitty, just like the rest of you worthless assholes who only care about what your rich parents can give you for free,"
"Bitch, did you call me an asshole?" Blake retorted.
The whole class went into shocked, as they looked at the dark haired teen and it immediately caught their attention.
"Whoa, that new girl sounds bad ass,"
"Yeah, she cussed in front of worst geometry teacher ever at this school,"
"Hey, I like that girl and her attitude,"
"Oh, so now after teaching for four years at this fancy rich school, a student that had the tits to talk to me like that?" The geometry teacher asked. "Ok, for now on this day forward , you, Maxine Sterling, Lynnette Boxfield, and the others pieces of shits in my other classes are on my permanent shit list,"
Max raised her hand. "Excuse me, can the new student sit next to me, since the other one got expelled?"
"Oh, alright," the math teacher replied, before looking at Blake. "Now, you go sit down and pulled out that math textbook, if I see you texting on your phone or talking to someone, I'm sending you up to that office for back sassing me, little girl,"
"Whatever, loser," Blake muttered before walking towards her desk and sat down. The math teacher turned around to start writing down the lesson on the chalkboard, as the class got bored with the lesson already.
She felt someone tapping her right shoulder, she turned to her right to look at the shoulder length mahogany locks girl with blue eyes. She was wearing the exact same uniform, but the polo shirt was white.
"He's the worst, right?" Max whispered to her.
"Yeah, I can tell how much he want his ass kicked," Blake said.
"Me and the class and planning on that, even though you're new, do you want in?"
"Yeah, I want in," Blake agreed.
"Ok, and by the way, my name is Max, which you already know, but I go by Maxie J,"
"Lunch is my name, but I have many nicknames," the girl with blonde haired and pink streaks who was behind Max speak up to Blake as well.
"Call me Blake, instead of Blakesleigh,"
Max and Lunch nodded.
"Who the fuck is talking while I'm talking?!" The geometry teacher asked.
Blake, Max, and Lunch looked down at their math textbooks, pretending to be listening to the geometry lesson.
Today was the day.
This was that day that Blake was waiting for.
The day of her first real heist.
Blake was in her bedroom, putting on some dark clothing that her Uncle Michael made her wear for her first heist. She had on a white long sleeve shirt and black skinny jeans, along with a pair of black combat boots. Her black hair was up in a bun as there was a few curls that was in her face.
As she walked out of the bedroom, she was having a hard time putting on the finishing touches to her heist clothes.
A fricking tie.
"I don't understand why do I have wear a tie," Blake asked, while climbed down the stairs to meet with her uncle who was at the bottom of the stairs.
He was dressed in the same thing Blake was in, but he had a light blue button up shirt with a striped tie and black suit pants and designer shoes.
"I mean Frankie's not wearing one," Blake explained, giving the tie to her uncle. He stood in front of her as she looked away. He lifted up her white collar and started placing and tying a knot into the blood red tie.
"Cause, it's best for them, not to know that you're a girl," Michael explained.
"Uncle Michael, I have no tits, there like the size of tater tots and I have to wear a bulletproof vest, which is causing me to sweat,"
"Either your gonna keep complaining about dressing up like a boy, I can leave you here all alone, if you're gonna have this shitty attitude with me, Blakesleigh," Michael complained.
"Alright, but I doing this because I'm saving your life from Mr. Madrazo and also to repair my bike,"
"I haven't forgotten about that, Blake," Michael said, before finishing the knot in Blake's tie and lifting down the collar of her white shirt. "You ready,"
Blake sighed before looking at his steel blue eyes. "Let me wash my face first, cause you woke me up so early, I nearly bite your finger off. You don't know me in the mornings, Uncle Michael,"
Blake climbed up the stairs to walked towards the bathroom, just to wash her face off. When she examines herself in the mirror, she looked like the spinning image of her mother, Macey Rose, except for the black hair and blue eyes.
She closed her eyes and taken a deep breath before opening her eyes once more to see that her own mother was standing behind her. She immediately jumped and turned around to see that she was gone, before hearing voices in her head.
Blake covered her ears and closed her eyes, as she fallen down on the bathroom floor. She was curled up into a ball as she heard her mother's voice echoing in her head.
"Stupid little girl!"
"I wish I gave you up for adoption!"
"I never wanted you!"
"You act like your worthless father!"
"I'm trying to keep you away from jail, but you want to be like your father and uncles?!"
Blake heard the knocking sound on the bathroom door, as she opened her eyes and immediately turned around to face the closed door.
"Hey, you alright, kiddo,"
"Yeah, Uncle Michael," Blake replied quickly, before turning on the sink to wash her face with warm water. She slapped it in her face as she opened her eyes slowly, hoping that all her pain will go away. "I'm fine,"
As she patted her face dry with the washcloth, she place her hand on her forehead as she moved her front bangs to see a very faint scar on her forehead.
She doesn't even remember how did she received that scar.
Could it be when her mother was physically abusing her?
Or maybe she was born with it?
At the Garment Factory, Blake was looking around as she greeted some of the folks from the crew that will be working for this heist.
She seems nervous right about now.
Maybe this is how her father felt before each heist?
And then her heart started beating faster, once she noticed Franklin walking towards her. She was trying to hide her blushing face, before he was standing in front of her, but she was too late.
"H-Hey, Frankie," Blake greeted. "How are you?"
"Shit, I'm good, Blake," Franklin replied. "And yourself,"
"Good, but nervous," Blake finally looked up at him. "You… you look handsome in a suit,"
"Thanks, B,"
Blake blushed even more as she left him to be behind her uncle's back. Michael turned his head to see her, holding onto the back of his suit, with her forehead against his back.
"The hell wrong with you," Michael asked.
"Nothing, uncle, just not myself today,"
"You ain't thinking about backin' out of the job, ain't you?" Michael asked turning around to face his niece.
"No," she turned her head around to look at Franklin for a minute before looking at Michael. She shakes her head to forget about him and evaded his question. "Never mind,"
"Oh, this is for you," Michael said, before Blake walked away. She turned around to face him as he noticed some black collar looking necklace.
She looked confused, before she taken it out his head, and place it around her neck. "What is it,"
Blake finally had it around her neck, before Michael reached out to turned the knob on the necklace.
"Say something, Blake,"
"Like what?" Blake's voice sounded deep, once she said something. She looked at it before talking even more with this change voice.
"Damn, my voice sounds real deep," Blake said. "Like a soul singer, like a jazz singer. Makes me want to bust out into a song, Uncle M,"
Michael laughed at his niece's liking to the voice changing necklace.
Blake followed Franklin and her uncle into the black van as she climbed into the back, along with Gustavo Mota and Eddie Toh.
"Alright, listen, up. The five of us in this van. We're about to become accomplice in a major crime," Michael explained. "I gotta be able to trust you with my life, my liberty, my reputation. Same goes the other way…"
Blake wasn't paying attention at the moment.
She was looking at her black gloved hands as she not looking around for awhile, until she heard her uncle's voice which caught her attention.
Her turquoise blue eyes looked at her steel blue ones.
"Time for you to share,"
"Uh, I'm Blakesleigh… but everyone calls me Blake for short, and this is my first time doing something this big. In the past, a friend of mine and I used to robbed small stores, hell even liquor stores, but I'm doing this to help my Uncle Michael and especially me. So, don't get on my bad side, or it can get real ugly,"
As Blake heard Gus and Eddie introducing themselves to the crew, the van has come to a complete stop. They were right outside of Vangelico's, as Blake felt her heart beating much faster than ever, as she placed over her head a black motorcycle helmet and grabbed her two handguns.
When she climbed out of the black van, Michael placed over her shoulders a large gym bag, so she will be able to carry the jewelry in. She turned on her necklace and now she was tailing behind her uncle as he was the first one to kick opened the doors to the jewelry store.
They heard surprised screaming from the people inside as Michael, Blake, and the others were aiming their weapons at the crowd.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Michael announced. "This is you moment,"
"Don't even think about doin' anything!" Blake said with her changed voice. "Or else I'll end up puttin' two rounds in your fuckin' heads!"
"Everyone on the floor now!" Michael announced.
As everyone got on the floor, Blake immediately ran towards the nearest jewelry case, breaking it open with the one of her guns, while the other one was trying to aimed at the crowd.
"Alright!" Blake cheered, grabbing the expensive jewelry and putting it in the gym bag.
"Good job, B," Michael complemented, before smashing the other jewelry case that was next to his niece's.
As Blake broken only three glass jewelry cases, Michael had announced that they reached their goal, so she decided to break one more, just in case for the extra money that she can get to repair her motorcycle.
She followed them outside to see Franklin talking to one of the patrol cops. "Man get the fuck out my face,"
Michael grabbed him and pushed him to the ground as Blake climbed onto the other motorcycle next to Franklin's.
"You forget a thousand things pal, make sure that this is one of them,"
"Really?" Blake asked, in her changed voice. "One of your cheesy movies quotes,"
"You'll be alright," Michael said walking towards Blake on the motorcycle. "Stay close to Frank,"
"I try," Blake replied, before turning off her voice changing necklace.
Michael nodded before placing the gym bag over Franklin's shoulders.
"I'll see you two at the river,"
Blake and Franklin nodded before speeding off.
Blake was tailing behind him as she try to keep her cool, while hearing police sirens in the distance.
She wasn't afraid of them anymore.
She heard them before in her life.
She had people with her, so she wouldn't have to be afraid. All she had to do is follow them, without injuring herself or falling off the bike, which that had never happened before in her life.
"Go, go, go!" Franklin said. "B, you still there?"
"I'm tailing your ass, right now!"
Blake turned her head around for a mere second to see cop cars tailing right behind her.
"Pigs on my ass!" Blake announced.
They started shooting at the dark haired teen and the crew as she did her best to dodge each bullet. She remembered that her uncle made her place a bulletproof vest on her just in case.
"They shooting! They shooting!"
"Chill, B, chill!"
"We're taking a right here, and dropping off the bridge onto freeway,"
Blake sped up her bike as she was about to make the second jump of her life.
"Yeah!" Franklin cheered, while in the air.
Blake was next to make her second jump.
"Woohoo!" She cheered.
"Up on the right, under the overpass, there's a tunnel entrance,"
Blake gained control of the bike, as she followed the rest of the crew into the tunnel entrance.
"I think we lost them,"
"Ya, think so, B?" Franklin asked.
"Yeah, I hope,"
As Blake followed them through the tunnel and avoid having trouble with her bike, she was get the hang of it. She went pass another tunnel which leads to the same place and she was back with the crew, tailing behind them.
"We're going to start ascending. This means we're nearly out of here. If the trucks near the LS River, then we're ok,"
"Alright, it was fun while it last it," Blake said.
"Yeah," Franklin agreed.
"I see light we're out,"
"The police know where you're coming out in the river. We're here to help, but get ready for a warm welcome,"
Once the reach the Los Santos River bank, they were not alone. The police was still chasing after them.
"Oh my hamburgers!" Blake said. "Don't these cops ever stop?!"
Once Blake was the last person to exit out of the tunnel, she was up in the air once again, until she looked down. There was a cop car underneath her, as her bike was about to land on top of the roof.
"Holy shit muffins!" Blake sweared, before the wheels of her bike landed on the police's cop car.
The siren on the cop car's roof came off and the back wheel of her bike made the front windshield break into small bits of broken glass. On the other hand, the dark haired teen was still speeding off on her bike, leaving the cop car behind in the dust.
"Sorry, Mr. Police officer!" Blake faked apologized.
"B, you alright?" Michael asked, over Blake's earpiece.
"I'm good, except for the part of being shot at," Blake replied. "Thanks for giving me this bulletproof vest!"
"There's some serious heat out here!"
Blake looked behind her. Three cop cars were speeding towards the dark haired teen. "They gonna take me down first,"
"Speed up, B," Franklin informed the dark haired teen as she followed his instructions.
"Backup's here. Watch your ass," Michael informed them as they sped away from the cops, while the ex-criminal was ramming the cop cars away from the bike crew.
"I can shoot it I have to, tell me if I'm needed," Paige informed her boss.
"I like her, she sounds awesome," Blake complemented on the hacker, before turning her head around see the same cop car, she jumped over and landed on it. "He's still on my ass, you don't ever give up!"
"Hold on, B, I got him," Michael informed his niece, before tailing behind the cop car and ramming from behind, making the cop turned around and crashed off to the side of the LS River bank.
"Thanks, Uncle!" Blake thanked and waved at him.
"Anytime, kiddo!"
"It looks clear to me. Fine work, boss,"
"Alright. We're clear of cops for right now. Let's stop at the end of the river, and get the bikes into the truck," Michael informed the crew, as they moved to the side, for the van to be ahead of them.
As the van stopped at the rendezvous point, Blake, Franklin, and the others got into the back of the truck and closed the door.
Blake got off her bike as she started rubbing her behind, due to the jumps that she had to do the catch up with the crew.
"Aww, it feels like broke a butt cheek,"
The van steered to the left as Blake fallen down.
"Now, my damn leg's asleep," Blake complained.
Franklin helped her up as he climbed off his bike and led a helping hand.
"Thanks Frankie," Blake thanked him.
"Anytime, B, you were good out there,"
"Really? Are you really cereal?" Blake blushed, before looking away from him.
"Better than good," Franklin said, before receiving a small but quiet thank you from Blake before she walked towards Paige to talk to her.
"Aw, fuck, man I thought I was goin' to be stuck on that bike,"
"Yeah, I thought you and Blake were gonna be stuck under a cop car,"
"Aww, kiss my ass, I'll be fine," Blake said.
"But, we did it!" She raised her hands up in the air, before Franklin high five Blake's right hand.
"And that was AMAZIN'!" Blake said happily.
"Yeah!" Franklin cheered.
"Alright!" Michael cheered.
Well, that was Blake's first day of class and also Blake's first heist! I hope everyone thinks that she was badass in both scenarios. So, the next chappie will start off with them going to the lockup and it will end off with someone joining them, which will make Blake very excited to see after so long.
Everyone will see this new Blake in the next chappie and she will cause more trouble in the De Santa household and at her school, Rockford Hills Academy.