Belle's POV
"Did they hurt you?" William looked over at me from the driver's seat. We left school right after I got my stuff and were now in William's 2015 Camaro z28.
( If you search it up there is many of them but specifically, look for 2015 one)
"No. They tried, but I gave them a run for their money." Literally! But I didn't tell him that... "What are we gonna do though? They aren't going to stop trying to get back the jewel and Harvey is pissed!"
Truthfully I was a little nervous. Not for my life but for my secret which sounds backwards but hey! I'm original!
William started up the engine and we drove home. "We'll need to have a meeting on this."
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Getting out of the car I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder. "Hey B!" I turned around just as a piece of metal came flying at me.
Quick as lightning I caught it and realized it was my gun? Confused I looked up at him.
"You forgot it in the car." He winked and walked to the front door. Following him, I put my gun into the waistband of my jeans.
"BP? What're you doing here? Don't you have school?" Looking left I saw Alec. Sporting a blue T-shirt and jeans and wait for it...
.....fuzzy hot pink socks...
I cracked a smile and bit back a laugh. The third in command to one of the toughest gangs in the country is ....wearing pink fuzzy socks. With the confused look, he gave me I just lost it. Holding my stomach I laughed loudly.
Alec looked even more confused now. "What are you laughing at?"
Sobering up I looked at Alec, "I'm sorry but I just love your socks!"
Looking down at his feet he finally saw what he was wearing and then looked up at me. "Hey... They're comfortable!"
I chuckled at him as I walked into the kitchen to grab a snack. Man, I swear they starve us at school. Every time I get back from school I'm like a raging beast that hasn't been fed in a week. It is so unattractive. Grabbing some food I walk to the stairs to my room. Everyone in the gang knows not to come into my room without permission unless you want your head chopped off. I hate having people in my room and touching my stuff.
~~~Next Day~~~
Walking into school everyone quiets down and as glare, at them, they go back to having their conversation or leaving to go somewhere else, I walk to my locker, put my combination, and start unloading my bag of books. After about 2 minutes Jay walked up to be ready for us to walk down to the café every day before class starts.
My school offers breakfast and usually we pig out before class starts. It is good that they have breakfast because usually, I value my sleep more than eating, so I'm always almost late for school. Which would be very bad since every morning I usually pick up Jay and I don't think he'd be too happy about having to skip school because I slept in. He's kind of a nerd like that, me? I really wouldn't mind skipping school. I mean, being able to sleep in for the rest of the day not having to worry about homework or crabby people or annoying teachers. What's better than that?... Actually don't answer that.