Nikki's pov

People are staring and it's starting to piss me off. And I can't seem to find my locker. Suddenly, I feel arms around my waist and a low voice speaks in my ears.

- Looks like you're lost..., the guy says.
- Looks like I'm gonna punch you in the face, I reply automatically.

He is surprised. Good.

- Feisty, I like that..., he smirks.
- How about you go fuck youself? Cause it's the only person you'll be able to shag.

Everyone around us is watching. Can't they get a life or anything? I turn around to face the perv. He is about 18, like me, with blond hair and piercing green eyes. He seems quite popular and every single girl is shooting him glances. He winks at me.

- Here's my number in case you want to call me.

He gives me a piece of paper. I shoot him a weird look and then crack up.

- You go around with your pockets filled of pieces of paper with your number on it? Wow...you really are creepy.

I hear a laugh next to me and see a brown-haired girl laughing. She doesn't have the uniform and she seems quite nice. She high five me and I smile. The guy then say : “Think about it” and leaves.

Who does he think he is? Prince Harry?

I look at the paper and is about to throw it away when I realise he can actually be useful. Like if I want to go to a party. Or make people believe he is my boyfriend so they'll stop staring. Even though I'd much prefer Harry to be my boyfriend...He's nicer, hot and funny. Wait. Did I just said that? What is happening to me?

Gosh...I really need to get my mind out of these things. I have an idea, how about I just skip classes? I'd need to go to class for the first period but then... Bye bye! I know, I'm a bad girl and I shouldn't do this..but that's the way I do it soooo...First I have to find the class...Oh great...Where is it?

I look at the timetable that someone gave me and I'm supposed to be in sexual health class? Oh yuck...The way the teachers explain it is just so disgusting.

I walk to my class ( I am 10 minutes late because I lost myself like 2 times and went to the bathroom....shut up...I had to pee...). I knock on the door and hear an old voice saying “enter”. I then walk into the room to see an old fat man looking at me. I glance at the students watching me. You're kidding me...There's paper guy...I'll just have to deal with him...

- Hello miss...
- Stevenson, I say rolling my eyes
- Miss Stevenson, you're late. Please go sit.

I look at the crowd. On one side are the nerds and goody two shoes. I'm not one of them. On the other side, are the popular ones with of course, at their centre, paper guy. Great really great. I glance at him and raise an eyebrow. He understands and pushes the guy next to him who fall on the floor.
Ouch...that must hurt. When I said someone could leave me a seat, I didn't mean it like that... I shoot an apologetic look to the guy who fell and goes to sit next to paper man. I really need to stop calling him like that...

Anyway, I sit next to him and he says :

- Up to anything tonight?
- It depends...Is there a party?
- Yeah...! At Tom's place

I frown. Wow...that party looks boring.

- I'll see...any interesting people will be there?
- Yeah...I heard the Wolves gang is gonna come.

SHIT. SHIT. SHIT. AND SHIT AGAIN. Now I can't not come because he'll think I'm afraid of them. Which I am NOT.

- Okay then, I'll come. But this better be a cool party.

I flash him a dazzling smile and take my phone out of my pocket.
What the heck? I have 327 notifications on facebook? How did they get my name?! I sigh. And this class was shit. Actual shit. The teacher was talking about periods and the way he explained...well it was kinda disgusting...
I really have to get outta there so I take my bag and get up. Everybody is looking at me ( the teacher too ) when I stop at the door and look at Jake ( he had told me his name ). The teacher glares at me and open his mouth :

- What are you doing young lady?
- What does it look like I'm doing? I'm skiing! I'm getting out of this class duh.
- You can't do that.
- Really? Oh! Look, I can!, I say getting out of the door

I see Jake grin and the teacher looking shocked. Well, too bad. I brush it off and leave the high school. Right. That is done but now I need to find something to do. I know! Why not call Max? We could get in town or something! I dial his number.

- Max?
- Hey Nikki! What's up?
- I just skipped class and was wondering, are you up to something?
- Well, you can come at the factory, I'm with some friend, I'll send you the adress.
- Yeah sure! I'm coming.

***

I am in front of the old factory and it's actually starting to creep me out a bit... There are punked people, looking at me like I am a piece of meat and I can't see Max anywhere. I decide to enter in the building to see if he is there.

I am about to go through the door when one of the punk guys grabs my wrist and squeezes my butt. I don't think before acting ( which is basically what I always do ) and turn around violently. I punchehim in the place that never sees the sun and then in the stomach. He is breathless and laying on the ground. Thank god I was in a gang before and I know how to defend myself...

I then enter in the factory with no problem as everyone else clears their ways from my path.
Intelligent peoples.
When I enter, I spot Max and a bunch of guys that look like his friends. Wow...they are hot...Calm down Nikki. I walk to them and his friends look surprised. Each of them gives Max 10 pounds. He smiles.

- Told you she'd make it to the factory, he says with a winning smile.

I smirk. Oh...they bet on me...Well then..I take the money from Max' hands and sing :

- I just won 50 pounds...!
- Nikki, what the fuck?, laughs Max.
- You bet on me so that's my money now, I smile sarcastically.

He just chuckles and his friends look awestruck. They whisper and I hear some of them wondering why he didn't blow off. What the fuck?

Maybe he's like a criminal. Oh my god, what if he kills me?! No no no...I'm too young to die..I want to eat peanut butter again, I want to be weird and really annoying. And crazy. And go to parties...Please...what if he is America's most wanted? That would be my luck...

- Uhm...noooo Nikki...I'm just part of a gang...

Oh shit. Did I say that out loud?

- Yes you did. And that too.

I chuckle and then realise he is in a gang. Fuck. Now I am going to have even more problems with the dick I used to call Jace, back home.

- This is cool! I can't wait to tell Han! She's totally into gang members...! Does this mean you get to do illegal things and you're not arrested by the police because they fear you? I tried lots of time but every time I ended up to the police station..., I fake the ignorance.

The gang guys look at each other and one says :

- I like her. Is she always like that?
- I'm afraid yes, replies Max laughing.

I flash them a smile and we decide to go into town because the guys have to do stuff there and I wanted to go to Starbucks.
When we arrive at the mall, Nick, Drew, Dylan, Alex and Quinn go to do “business” and Max stays with me. We decide to go to the nearest Starbucks and I am about to line up when Max goes straight to the front. The guy who was ordering his drink shoots him a look of fear and gets out of the line. Max then waves at me to come and at that moment I realise the whole town is going to know who I am.
Oh great... Well, don't they already?
I mean...I'm friends with the biggest boy band on the planet... I shrug and put my hands on my hips.

- Max...you didn't have to scare the poor guy!

He laughs and says :

- That's what I'm supposed to do as a gang member Nikki!

I shrug and am about to order my drink when the sound of cameras and flashes burst into the café. The paparazzi are all yelling my name and I am wondering why when Max takes me by the shoulders and asks :

- What did you do this time Nikki?
- Nothing! It's not even my fault! They just want to know if I'm dating Harry cause we kinda held hands the other day and now the paps won't stop following me...

Max looks awestruck.

- You know One Direction? Oh shit...

I laugh.

- Don't worry! Let's just get outta there, I smile.

When I get through the door, the paparazzi start asking :

- Why are you with the most feared gang leader in London, Max Blackwell?

I flash Max a smile.

- Max Blackwell? Cool name! And gang leader? Wow!

In fact, I am freaking out inside. This is not good. Not good at all. Jace will know where I am.
He chuckles. I wink and say :

- I'd better go home but I guess we'll see each other at Tom's place tonight!

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