The Hidden Mafia (Interracial BWWM)

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Quinn.

To any normal person this is just a regular name, but for my school Quinn equals trouble.

This is why the whole school is basically in hysteria. People running around wild; papers scattered across the floor; screaming coming from every direction, and people acting like idiots. It seems I'm the only one acting sane around here.

Even though it may seems like I'm calm, I'm really not. My insides are on a rampage. My heart's beating fast and my breathing is ragged. The Quinns are pretty scary.

But deciding that I should still go to lesson I continue on to the class, avoiding people who are running around just for the fun of being out of lessons.

As I have to pass the principle's office to get to my class I can't miss the amount of people trying to squeeze into his kind of small office. It's mostly teachers with a few students; probably preaching their cases as to why the boys should not be let back in.

I just shake my head and continue on. When I actually reach my class I'm not surprised to see no teacher and everyone sitting in a circle having a discussion.

"What are you guys doing?" I question with a raised eyebrow.

They just turn and stare with emotionless faces, "We want to kill the Quinns."

I have to roll my eyes and shake my head, "Jacob you really are a idiot."

He just grins the same stupid grin he always does, "It's drama. Even if a teachers not here I still have to practise."

I sigh and walk over to the empty seat next to him and dump my bag down. "Seriously what are you doing?"

"We're having a discussion about the Quinns. We're wondering how the principle could actually let those guys back in."

I scoff, "They're dad is like a billionaire; he threw down a couple hundreds and the principle was putty in his hands. It's not that hard to figure out."

Everyone just let's out a "ohhh" agreeing with what I'm saying, and then it turns quiet. That is until a deep voice breaks the silence with a deep chuckle, "What a smart girl."

I turn to the door thinking there will just be some smart ass, but instead I'm met with none other then a Quinn.

Parker Quinn. One of the "bad boys" in this place. Well, I say criminal; they say bad boy.

Gasps fill the room as he strolls in looking like he owns the place already. His brothers stick their heads in for a second before continuing to walk past, but not before the twins throw an enthusiastic wave to Parker which he ignores.

Said boy let's out a sigh before walking further in and taking a seat on the only table in the drama room. He pulls open the window and then lights a cigarette.

I think that everyone has to stare at this point, surprised by his change. Now Parker never was ugly, he was always an eye catcher. But before he just used to be the short Quinn who was a little chubby. I wish I could say that he looks the same, but even I know I would be lying to myself.

He's taller, much taller; about 6"1 right now. His once chubby face now holds a strong, chiselled jaw line; plump pink lips and a button nose. The only things that looks the same about him are his eyes; he's always had wide, bright blue eyes. That's why his "fan girls" used to call him Bambi. But the innocent look he once held has completely gone and they now hold a mischievous, but uninterested look.

The chubby-ness has definitely gone and has been replaced with a firm looking body and buff arms. The tight, long sleeved t-shirt he's wearing does nothing to hide that fact. It also doesn't hide the new tattoos running up his neck and stopping at his chin. And his once blonde hair is now currently dark brown, with his natural blonde roots slightly coming through.

"What?"

When the deep words leave his lips it shakes everyone. In an instant everyone is snapping their heads around fast enough to get whiplash.

"Do I have something you need, or what?"

No one says anything, we just silently look at the people across from us, fearful expressions plastered on their faces.

Jacob taps my leg...well more like assaults it. "What the hell happened to him?" He whispers through clenched teeth.

The calm tone I once had totally falls apart as I shrug stiffly with a reply of, "Who the hell knows?"

I can see peoples' heads slightly turn to get a better look at the changed boy, but when he looks up they quickly turn away.

"Fuck this." He mutters before crushing the cigarette into the table and chucking it out the window. "This stupid shit hole."

He then proceeds to pick up his bag, throw it over his shoulder, and then walk out of the class.

When he slams the door shut that's when everyone let's out the breath they had been holding.

"OMG! He's changed so much!!" Amanda screams. I can already see the love heart in her eyes. "He looks super bad ass!" Her best friend also screams.

I simply sigh and turn to Jacob who is still sitting there completely still. I give him a little nudge with my shoulder, "He's gone."

He stiffly nods, "I know." Then just when I think he's going to hopefully be quiet for the rest of the lesson he decides to let out a scream- no, a screech, and jump to his feet, "WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!"

Of course he would say something like that. I know I'm not the only one who eye rolls at that.

"Calm down, I doubt we're going to all get killed...probably just you."

Cue a loud yell from him and a punch in my arm for me. Asshole.

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First, new story. Please tell me what you think. This is only tiny; stuff will happen later on in the story.

Georgina xx