Put me on the floor (ON HOLD)

Michelle's POV



"You tell her," I whisper to Nicole.

She raises her left eyebrow at me, laughing. "I don't think so, besides, she sent you to do it." She shakes her head.

I know she's right, but we all know how Amber can get when things aren't done her way or orders aren't completed perfectly as she planned them to be. I guess everything went well, I'm just afraid of how she might react about what I have to tell her.

We walk down the alley; the smell of weed and alcohol filling my nostrils.

I joined the VD gang a week ago because I needed a change from my good girl life. Amber sent me to do a "small job"-as she calls it-for her, and I knew very well that this was my test. In Amber's books, it's either past the test, follow her rules and do the job she hands you; or die. I really don't feel like dying right now.

The alley slowly comes to an end and all of our gang members are either sat on the floor, a chair or leaning on a wall, with a joint and a bottle of beer in their hands, laughing along to something.

Except that one person; Amber.

She's sitting on a table with her right leg crossed over her left one; she sits with a joint in her left hand and a half empty beer bottle is placed on the table she's sat on, with her gun next to her. She's looking out to the street and I notice the clear irritation on her face.

I gulp and smile as we reach them. Nicole-the only girl in the gang that I actually like-walks to her boyfriend, Justin-who is sitting on the floor taking a puff from his joint-and sits in between his legs, taking his beer from his hands. He kisses her cheek and pulls her body closer to his by her waist.

All of my fellow gang members look up at me, their laughter fading. They know just as well as I do, that when we get down to business, everyone should be silent.

I study all of their appearances; all of the females are wearing something short, that either being a short or a dress. The men on the other hand, have plain white T-shirts on, like every other day. Every single one of my fellow band members has tattoos and piercings, except me. Amber told me that after I finish off the work she gave me she will take me to get a tattoo. That's not something I can argue about, definitely not with Amber.

I clear my throat as I walk towards Amber, holding the envelope tightly between my fingers.

She turns her head and looks at me. "Ah," she smirks. "Look what the storm blew in," a hand is held out for the envelope in my hands.

I gulp and place it in her hands, taking a step backwards.

She opens the envelope and take out the photos, looking through them. Her lips pull into a smirk and an evil laughter escapes her lips.

"You're good," she peaks at me from above the photos.

"There's more," I scratch the back of my head and look at the floor; suddenly finding the chipped cement very interesting.

"My dear Michelle," she laughs, hopping down from the table. "I've sent you to take photos of them, and you came back with a task very well completed," she sucks in some smoke from her joint and throws it on the cement, stepping on it. "What could you possibly have other than that?" She blows the smoke into my face.


Amber sent me to take photos of what her rival gang was doing today. There was no reason to her telling me to spy on them, other than wanting to see if I actually have the balls to go near them.


"I heard them talk," I blab out.

She raises an eyebrow and puts her right hand on my shoulder, making me jump. "This should be interesting," she smirks. "Please, do tell,"

"They're planning on an ambush, next week Friday," I inform her of the words exchanged between the gang leader of TR and his gang members.

Yet another evil laugh escapes her lips and she winks at me, walking back to the table she sat on. She picks up her bottle of beer and down what's left of it, turning back to me.

"We'll be ready," she laughs.

Notes

Hey honeys :)
So here's the first chapter.. I'd just like to inform you guys of something.
I have this thing with my stories; I only update another chapter once I've received another vote.
Meaning, if I have one more vote, you'll receive one more update.

I'll be doing one more chapter without votes, but from there on if I don't have a vote I won't update again.