Part of me ~Editing What I Have~

Chapter 3: Part of Me

No matter how much I wanted to tell that stuck-up bufoon I was the gang leader I knew I couldn't.

James would deffinatly tell all his followers and they would set out to kill me.

I didn't want to think about leaving Delaney and my gang behind. I don't even want to think about it.

"Here you go." the smiley waitress said as she gave us our drinks. When she bent over to hand James his drink I could have sworn that she was purposley trying to give him a peek down her shirt.

Urg I hate women like her. The sluts that just trow them selfs at boys. I mean can't you show someself respect?!

Either way rule number 14 in the players handbook is: Never trow yourself at guys. It makes you seem to clingy and any boy hates clingy girls.

I should print her up a copy of the players handbook. She desperatley needs one.

James could obviously tell how clingy she was because he ignored the "shirt offence" and grabbed his drink.

"Thanks" he and I said at the same time as the waitress started to walk away.

"So how'ed a prissy-princess like you score a spot in the Fight Train?" he asked quizicly. Pft like I was ever gonna let him goin my gang.

"I was 14 and I got in a fight with this stupid drunk ass 25 year old, and won. Little did I know that, thqt dude was the leader of the fight train. After that they offered me up a spot and I took it."

"14!?!?!?" he stared at me like I was a god or something.

"Yeah... what about it?" I asked non chalently wile taking a sip of my frozen hot chocolate. Hmmmmmmm I almost frogot how delich it was. I thought with a smile creeping on to my face.

"I think thats a record or something."

"I don't think so." I knew it was definatley a record for gang leader at the age of 15 though. Did that count?

"It has to be, the only thing cooler then that was if you became gang leader at like 16 or something."

Ha then I guess I was mega-cool or somthin' because I was leader at 15 stupid ass boy.

"Well you wanna go for a walk in the park?" he asked while he was pulling cash out of his wallet.

"Sure." I said pulling five bucks out of my jeans pocket.

"It's on me." James said smiling at me.

"Oh thanks."

***

We walked out of the coffee shop and in the direction of the park.

"So what made you join your gang?" I asked him curiously.

"I thought it would get the ladies."

Wow talk about an arrogent bastard! 'it would get the ladies' my ass! Sure girls liked bad boys but girls only liked the bad boys that were in REAL gangs and not some stupid poser ones.

"Hey so my friends having this party tomorow

"Ok I'll be there. When will you pick me up?"

"8. Where do you live?"

"27 Harris Ave"

"Ok see you then."

"Yeah bye."

He had walked off into the crowd. I looked around to see where I was. Ohhhh a Macey's well... I guess I need a new dress for the party right?

***

"That will be 120." the chasier said politley to me.

"Here" I said handing her over 130 dollars "keep the change" I smiled at her.

"Thank you have a nice day." Ha that was typical Delaney. Treating me like some random person when she was on the job.

I walked out of the store pleased with the super-mini hot red dress I had just bought.

I smirked at the thought of the look on James's face when he saw me In this dress.

Well you know, I wasn't a player just for anything.

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Authors note:

Quote of the day:

Roses are red,

Voilets are blue,

I hate rhyming,

Purple, Vacumm, Zebra

This chappie is dedicated to: my phone, for letting me postthis chapter! thanks :)