"your mom... she didn't die because a car crash." My father trailed off. What? of course she did. "She died, of a fight. You see..." he gulped. "We were leaders." "Leaders? Leaders of what?" My brother, Alexander asked. "Leaders.... of" he gulped again. "A gang. The Mafia." My name is Carson Drew, I'm a 17 year old girl. I have deep red hair, blue,green, gray eyes and pale skin. I got the red hair from my mother and my eyes from my dad. I have long legs that come in handy when I'm running. I have 6 brothers, yes I know its alot but my 6 brothers are overly protected of me. I can take care of myself but my brothers just come in when theres boy and kissing going on. My brothers and I joined the gang when we were small. I started at age 10 and my older brother started at age 14. As the fighter for our group which is me, I run into some trouble. I mess around with their plans, trust me when I say its funny. I go to school and I wear a hideous blonde wig in a pony tail, thick black clear glasses. I'm smart and I'm quiet at school. But, when school is over, I go into the gym and get out of it and let my deep red hair flow and my gray,blue,green eyes shine. What happens when she gets caught by a girl, named clarissa. Clarissa is the popular girl in school and also a major gossip. What happens when the word gets around to a certain bad boy, and his gang?