Gangleader Type

Chapter 4

a/n: I'm sorry I haven't posted when promised I want to make it perfect for you!!;)

I wake up to see I'm in the hospital. The hell? I look around and see the girls (besides spence) and Caleb. I'm not surprised to not see my parents they don't really care.

"What happened?" My voice came out as a croak.

"You don't remember?" Aria asks. I shake my head only to feel pain take over my features. I try to sit as still as possible.

"No. Where's spence?" I ask because the last thing I remember we were headed to the beach. "She's right there." They point to the other side of the room. I slowly turn my head ignoring all the pain and see none other than the Spencer Hastings.

"Oh. Well what happened?" I ask once again. "Can you give us a second?" Caleb asks. The girls give him a weary look but leave nonetheless.

As soon as the door shuts he starts talking.

"It was cece's gang. They shot out your tire then you went straight into a pole."

Of course it was cece. One and only.

I sigh. "Of course it was that bitch and her gang. How are we going to get back? It has to be big." I state.

Spencer and Caleb nod in agreement. "Oh and by the way nothing serious has been done to either of you." He explains.

"I'm here!" Mrs. Hastings shouts as she burst through the door.

"Honey are you okay?" She asks Spence. "Mom I'm fine." She tells her.

"Hanna I called your mom and she said she'd be up here." I widen my eyes in shock. "Sh- shes actually coming?" I ask hopefully.

"Of course." She says as if I'm crazy. I forgot they think she cares. Which maybe she does, but she doesn't show it.

They told us since no serious injuries took place I could leave when a parent signed me out. So I walk to the bathroom clothes in hand. I throw on my sweatshirt and jeans with holes on my knees. Then my floral vans and I walk out to find my mom and everyone talking.

I clear my throat and stare at all of them. "What's going on?" I ask suspicious. "We were just talking." She states. "Okay. Let's go." I say still suspicious.

Once we get home, I go straight to bed.

Finally, I wake up to familiar faces. The gang, and Caleb? Why has he all the sudden been everywhere?

"Hey" They greet me. "Hi." I say groggily. "What are you doing here?" I ask. "Umm we have to plan the big revenge plot on the A Team. Remember?"

"Oh yeah." I say our previous conversation coming to mind.

"Okay so how is this gonna go?" Caleb asks. "Ambush?" I suggest. "Not kill them or anything but seriously scare them shitless so they leave us alone." I add.

"Okay, I like it but we have to have perfect strategy." Spence adds, because she's a Hastings and they are like geniuses, also perfectionists.

"Yeah. This is good, but how is this gonna go down?" Taylor asks. Running her fingers through her think dark brown hair.

"This is gonna take a whole lot of planning like months to pull this off and is Caleb's gang helping?" Selena -Taylor's girlfriend- asks.

We all look at him and he rolls his eyes. "Duh. Why I'm here." He says as if we're stupid.

"Okay okay." I say holding my hands up, but regret it as I fill a faint sharp pain shoot up my arm.

"Are you okay?" Jordan asks immediately noticing the pain written on my face. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine." I reassure him and well.. me.

"Okay." He says not convinced. Jordan is a great friend of mine. He always helps he with everything.

Including school he is a genius, but he doesn't look it he is quite attractive. I'm saying this as a friend.  

Previous break ups he was there. Through everything. My rants, cries, troubles, you name it he was there.

"So how is this happening?" I ask trying to move on from the topic. Jordan eyes me. He sees right through me, but he looks past it because he can see I don't want to talk.

"First is the hook. What brings them there. What could we possibly give them that they don't already have?" Selena asks.

"Good question. Well um...." I thought on how to finish. "I got it! We need a spy!" I shout (a little too loud).

The shyest gang member raises her hand.

Harper.

"I'll be the spy. I mean they wouldn't suspect anything if I changed sides. I could tell them that you are planning the huge thing to get them back and make it all up and then have them ready and we attack a different way or I could snoop around also I have to find a fake reason I switched sides." She says.

We all stared at her mouths agape. "This is the most I've her her talk since I met her." Taylor mumbled.

I nodded in agreement. "That sounds perfect." I told her. "We have to come up with the backstory and we choose how we are gonna use you." I tell her.

"Does everyone agree with this?" I ask everyone. A chorus of yes(s) popped throughout the room.

"Next time bring your gang. Also fill them in on our first decisions also our major and minor ones." I tell Caleb and he responds with a nod.

Once everyone leaves I hop into the shower. I let the hot water beat against my back.

Once I get out I start thinking about the plan. Okay so Harper is the spy. Her backstory? Well she could say we kicked her out because she wasn't 'good enough', but she is fucking great.

That plan isn't thought through well enough. This is plan is gonna be hard as fuck to come up with.

I got a message from Spencer.

"S.O.S"

Hey!! Long time no see. Sorry!!! I wanted to make it perfect and I was trying to write my other book as well.

-b