The Nerd is A Gangleader •Completed•

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Mark puts his hand on my shoulder and gestures his head towards the door, that tells me it's time to go and the car is outside.

Mark walks in front of me and out the door. Feeling someone watching me I turn to look around then up the stairs. There stood Hunter with curiosity on his face. I walk out the door and get into my car driving off into the night heading for the gang house because I know after that I won't be able to get any sleep.

We're at the gang house now, Mark goes off somewhere while I head to the underground rooms where we keep prisoners and one just so happens to be a guy that will lead us to Taylor.

I open his door with a fingerprint recognition scanner going inside I see him sleep in his bed.

I need to get more information out of him especially some personal info I don't want the cops looking for him.

The door closes behind me as I make my way over to his sleeping body, I shake him awake. He's startled at first but recovers and sit up straight on the bed after he noticed it to be me.

"Good morning Xavier I just wanted to come back see how you're doing and talk a little about yourself," I gave him a friendly smile.

"Okaaayy," he replied looking at me like this was a trap.

"What? Why do you look like that, as though I'm about to hurt you?" I looked at him confused even though I know exactly why.

"Because the last time you smiled at me you threatened me and my life with that scary guy," he explained and I dropped my smile I don't smile like that anyways.

"Well I'm not here for that I really am here to talk to you," I say standing straight.

"Ok but, can I ask you something first?" He says unsurely.

"You just did," my sarcasm or dry sense of humor states.

"Ha ha very funny," he says and I shrug with a small smile. "When can I get out of here? I actually have family and friends who will miss me if I'm gone."

"Ah, that's one of the reasons why I'm here," I just hope he will comply.

"First I want to know something's about your personal life," I sit on the uncomfortable bed next to him. Well to me it's not that bad mainly cause I was trained to be in harsh environments.

"If you're so big and powerful as you say you are why don't you just look up my files?" he asked.

"Because I'm not asking for information from a computer I'm asking for info from you, updated information station," I said smirking at him. I can be sassy, sarcastic, serious, annoyed, or angry he can decide which of my five personalities he wants to work with.

"Okay what do you want to know first, but don't get to excited your not my type," he said with cockiness.

"Yeah and I'm your mom, but first things first what's your full name, age, where you're from and where do you live?" Not needing to write this down I've always had an amazing memory.

"Xavier Adams, my age 17, from Los Angeles and I'm not telling you where I live," he replied smoothly.

"Hm I think that you will, you see even though I'm coming to you for answering I can still look up your info," I squint my eyes at him.

"Ok then do it," he says but still has a worried look in his eyes.

"Ok, fine I will, what school do you go to," I asked, I knew he looked around my age.

"I go to Pacific Coast High, why?"

"Just wanted to know. Do you have any family?" I asked that's weird I don't think I've seen him and he said he been here since he was sixteen he must really unimportant.