I'm Always Fighting

Chapter 1 - school

My name is Gresia Bretto. I hate my name. So people call me Grey and other names. E.g rude names. I'm a loner. No one  talks to me which is good.

Until I meet The Queen again

I worked for an organisation called Senpai which in Japanese meant master. These people were a master of there kills. The boss was a stone, cold hearted person nicked named sav short for savage. His real name was Massimo Bretto. Yes, my father. Massimo means the most excellent which I through was bull cause the most he does is mess up peoples lives. He shaped me into a savage like him only worst. I did all his dirty work. I killed.

The picture there is Greys bike cool right

Warning there will be swearing and explicit moments in this story!
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In biology, the one of many lesson I fucking hate. Our teacher Miss Gill can't control the f-ing class. Right now we're learning about antibodies and vaccines or some shit. We have some test coming up. Its like next week or something. The only thing I found intresting in that f-ing lesson was when we learned about MMR which is measles, mumps and rubella. The bell goes in 5 mins. YAY!

5 ..... 4 ...... 3 ..... 2 ....... 1.......

Students rush out of the room. Me being first as I rushed out someone, probably one of my haters, tripped me. My fighter instinct kicked in but then again I was at school no one knew I was a fighter so I dropped face first to the ground. Falling into hell. I braced myself for the pain. I scrambled up, brushing myself off. I picked up my things and walked off ignoring all the hateful and spiteful things they said.

2 hours til the end of school

Second from last period English another most hated lesson. I zoned out that lesson listening to music and writing a random poem in my book.
My last lesson was R.E. (religious education) my only favourite lesson. Our teacher was calm. We watched murder my boyfriend. Things was a little swearing in it and I think she is a manger for some new famous artist. Cool right!
Bing Bing Bing Bing

I walk to my locker to get my helmet and then go and get my baby (Robb Handcrafted Cycles Harley motorbike called Roxy) I love Roxy. She my second body and my soul. Just as I was about to put on my helmet someone called my name. Some teacher I think?
The teacher,' Can you tour a new girl tomorrow please her name is Rachel Wood.'

I reply whats in it for me. She say no more homework for 5 months. I say OK and walk off putting on my helmet. Picking up my duffel bag and walk out towards my bike. I see the schools bad boy leaning on my baby. I take my helmet off.
'GET THE FUCK OFF ROXY'
'Roxy ?'
'My bike you baboon'
'Oh so this is yours' he gets up and moves away
With more of a civil head. I ask
'Who are you anyway'
'I'm Aleandro Black. Al for short. Who are you.'
'Oh shit.'
'What'
'I'm Gresia Bretto. Gray for short'
'Ooooohhhhh'
'Yh that means the new girl im showing around is your sister Rachael Black'
'Well hopefully we'll get along'

jumping on my bike, thinking what the new girl would be like.
I ride to the gym. My gym.