"You are to never leave without someone with you just for protection, and it has to be a male and someone we trust." My dad says. We've been going over safety rules for me after what happened on Friday for about an hour now at the gang house.
Honestly, i love the gang house. Apparently, it was handed down to my dad from my grandfather who received it from his father.
"Okay dad. Can I go now before I'm late to school?" I ask reaching down the grab my keys and my bag. He nods and lets me leave his office. I walk down the stairs towards the pool only to see Weston and Greyson waiting on me.
"Let me guess. You guys are my muscle?" I ask. They shrug and nod their heads.
"Honestly, we were just the first ones dad saw." Weston says with another shrug. I shrug my shoulders. The twins stand up before following me to my jeep. I unlock it before dropping my stuff in the truck along with my brothers stuff. Weston climbs into the passenger seat while Greyson gets in the back. It seems like ever time they ride with me they switch places.
I start the jeep and turn on the road to connect my bluetooth. I pass my phone over to Weston. "Choose a playlist Westy." I say. He groans and puts his phone in his lap.
Friday night, nothin' on
And now I got all of my friends tryna call my phone
And I'm feelin' like I wanna get in my zone
So let me know, let me know, let me know if the party's on
I smile and sing along
'Cause your friend's daddy got a real big house
Real big house, real big house
Heard they gone away, we can all hang out
All hang out 'til Monday
My friend Freddie got a real fast car
Real fast car, real fast car
Won't take long 'cause it ain't that far, ain't that far
All we want, is a little place that we can
All have fun, and I swear I won't break a thing
All we want, is a little place where we can dance
I know you understand
Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends
I can introduce them to all your friends
If they get along, we can all be friends
Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own
And I know they look like they get up to no good
But they ain't nothin' but a lot of fun once you get to know
And I can cook, yeah, you won't even have to do a thing
Tell me what you wanna drink and I'll bring a couple things along
'Cause your friend's daddy got a real big house
Real big house, real big house
Heard they gone away, we can all hang out
All hang out 'til Monday
My friend Freddie got a real fast car
Real fast car, real fast car
Won't take long 'cause it ain't that far, ain't that far
All we want, is a little place that we can
All have fun, and I swear I won't break a thing
All we want, is a little place where we can dance
I know you understand
Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends
I can introduce them to all your friends
If they get along, we can all be friends
Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own
Oh, oh, oh, my friends are your friends
Oh, oh, oh, and I swear I won't break a thing
Oh, oh, oh, my friends are your friends
Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends
I can introduce them to all your friends
If they get along, we can all be friends
Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own
I giggle as the song ends and trust fund baby starts to play.
I don't want a girl who gets a car for her sweet sixteen
Or spends a stack of dollar bills on a limousine
I want a girl who takes the bus and who wears baggy jeans
Rockin' Nike Airs, what the hell are Louboutins?
Don't want no fake tan, short skirt, daddy's money don't work
Shop until you drop on the town
I want a smart girl, stronger than her father
Someone who will laugh and tryna fit in the crowd (ah-ow, ow)
And all we used to dream about
Is getting rich and getting out
Move to the nicer part of town
Where we'd have numbers on our house
It took a while to figure out
What type of girl that I'm about
Who brings the real man out of me, yah
I don't really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent
And I say to people, "that's my lady"
And we don't need nothing e-e-e-lse
I don't want no trust fund baby
Save your money, don't spend it
And I say to people, "that's my lady"
And we don't need nothing e-e-e-lse
I don't want a girl who take selfies, want her make up free
Don't want no mean girl lady, a pink prom queen
I want a girl who climbs trees, always dirt on her jeans
Her daddy told her how to fix cars, maybe she could fix me
I need a throwback kid who loves Missy Elliot
Who for my birthday, makes a mixtape and puts it on cassette
Want a girl with common sense, who's dripping in competence
Don't wanna die to get rich but she loves Fifty Cent (ah-ow, ow)
And all we used to dream about
Is getting rich and getting out
Move to the nicer part of town
Where we'd have numbers on our house
It took a while to figure out
What type of girl that I'm about
Who brings the real man out of me, yah
I don't really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent
And I say to people, "that's my lady"
And we don't need nothing e-e-e-lse
I don't want no trust fund baby
Save your money, don't spend it
And I say to people, "that's my lady"
And we don't need nothing e-e-e-lse
I don't want no
I don't want no trust fund baby (no, I don't want me)
I just want me a proper lady (no, I don't want me)
I don't want no trust fund baby (no, I don't want me)
I don't really want no trust fund baby
I like my women independent (hey!)
And I say to people, "that's my lady" (that's my lady, na-na-na-na-na)
And we don't need nothing e-e-e-lse
I don't want no
I don't want no trust fund baby (no, I don't want me)
I just want me a proper lady (no, I don't want me)
I don't want no trust fund baby (no, I don't want me)
No, I don't want me
My brothers chuckle and I could already tell that they have recorded me. Honestly, i dont care if they record me or not. I pull into the school parking lot and sigh as I park in my parking spot. The same place i was attacked. I gulp and turn off my jeep.
"Hey, just ignore people today. You look fine and your lip isnt as bad as it was on Friday. Neither is your bruise." Weston says before kissing my cheek and getting out. Greyson kisses my cheek too and climbs out behind Weston. Those two are just inseparable. They grab their stuff from the back and close the truck again.
I take a few seconds before finally getting out of the jeep. I grab my lanyard and my bottle of water from the cupholder. I slid my phone into my back pocket and slid my lanyard around my neck. I close my door before slowly walking to the trunk to get my bag and cheer bag. Cheer practice is normally the period after the lunch which makes things easier for me.
I keep my head down as I walk into the school already getting looks for everyone. They knew something was up.
I stop at my locker and open it. It's been my locker since freshman year and its been the same every year. I have a light blue dry erase marker on the door along with 2 magnetic light blue cupholders which holds dry erase markers while the other holds a bunch of packets of gum. Pictures of my friends and I and a family photo were placed on the door also. I have a light blue locker shelf with a white mini rung at the bottom of my locker. I have a small handbag thats blue with large white polka dots on it full of candy and energy stuff for throughout the day. My books were seated on white rug underneath the locker shelf.
I open my bag and take out my binder for Trigonometry which was white and had a large picture of me and Bryson on the cover from Halloween a year ago. I place it into my locker on the top part of the locker shelf above my books.
I smile and shake my head. I grab my pencil pouch out of my bag. I set it on the rug near my books before pulling out another binder for Spanish 4 which was light blue and had another large photo of me and Bryson again. It was for a premiere that our parents made us attend.
"Omg. Kaylee you look amazing." I turn to see Isabella and Bryson walking towards me. "Your outfit is so cute" she says. I look down at my outfit. It honestly was just the first thing i grabbed this morning since dad wants to talk to me in his office at the gang house which is about a 20 minute drive to the house. My hair was up in a messy bun and I wasnt wearing makeup like i normally do.
"I kinda woke up late and saw I had a message from my dad saying that he wanted to see me in 30 minutes at the office. So this was the first thing I threw on."
I hang up my bag in my locker and grab my pencil pouch again before putting in on top of my Spanish binder with me and Bryson at the premiere. I smile and close my locker. My smile was tight because of my lip.
Bryson walks into front of Bella to get a closer look at me. He grabs my jaw and looks at my bruise and at my lip. "Well they aren't has bad as they were on Friday, but your lips still looks bad." He says. "Why didn't you put makeup over it?" He asks. I shrug.
"I woke up late and why put makeup over a battle wound. It shows I got hurt. Oh well, they should see the other guy." I say. He shrugs and smirks at me.
"My little sister is a badass." He says. I groan and lay my head on my locker.
"Im on younger by 10 minutes. Shut up" I yell.
A locker slams shut down the hallway causing us to look. The school's bad boy besides my brothers and his friends was walking in our direction. Evan Marshall. He's worst then Carson and Logan put together but not a horrible as my brother.
All he does is use girls, smoke, drink, drugs, repeat. I actually started to believe thats all he knew how to do.
He stops next to us and looks me up and down. "So hotness, I was thinking. How about I take you out to dinner and then you can feel up these bad boys along with a little ride?" He asks while trying to flex his muscles threw his leather back.
He was cute I'll admit that but his ego is to huge and he needs to be knocked down a few notches.
"As if I'll ever go out with you. I'm waiting for the right person and you can't do anything about it." I reply back. I turn and walk off with my brother and best friend following.
"God I despise him so bad. Like who the hell does he think he is, asking my sister if she wants to fuck right in front of me. Ugh!" Bryson rants. "If it wasnt
for the fact that i could get my title taken away because of him, i would of killed him already."
My dad threatened to take away Bryson's soon-to-be gang leader title if he as so much as laid a finger on Evan Marshall due to the fact that my father does deals with Evans dad.
"Ignore him Bry. Its never gonna happen between me and him. He's to much of a pig for that." I say. Bryson laughs and wraps an arm around both me and Bella.
My mind starts to drift. I want a relationship but with none of the guys here. They are all pigs or jerks. Theres a few nice ones but they are either too nice or are taken.
I've always told my parents that I'll wait for the right one. I havent even had my first kiss yet. I've been saving it for the right person.
My parents relationship and my siblings relationships make me jealous, i want something like their relationships. But everyone is so protective of me that they are scared I'm going to get hurt.
I just want to find the one and be happy.
"Twinny, you alright?" Bryson's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. His hand was waving in front on my face.
"Yeah im alright. Just thinking." I say before drifting back into my thoughts.