Chapter 3, The test

Luke p.o.v

She's normal girl. She's jut like everyone else, I try to convince myself. One glance at the yellow pain in her hair, get me to question myself again, Dammit.

"Let's go," I said and pull her into a fast walk to the school's parking lot. Normally, I prefer riding my motorcycle, but I had a bit of....business this morning. After dealing with it, I found out about that Stewarts getting this guys all over my territory. It took all of my power to not commit murder this morning.

And then Golden Girl over here decided to not keep her mouth shut like everyone else.

"This is illegal! I can call the cops!" she protests all the way through the school gate.

On our way to the parking lot, we pass Principal Pritchard. The guys walks to other direction as soon as he spot us.

"No...That's not fair!" the girl protest.

I only smirk even more.

When we get to my black Bugatti, I allow myself a moment to savor Golden Girl's gasping expression, before I order her to get in. She sends me a killing glare before sprinting back to the school.

"Idiot", I mutter through a sigh before running after her. With my long strides, I catch her before she can enter the school building. We must be quite the sigh for kids gawking from the windows.

"Let. Me. Go!" she protest.

"This, really is your own fault," I point out before flipping her onto my shoulder and carrying her back to the car like a sack of potatoes. God, she barely weight anything!

"RAPE! RAAAAAAPE!" she started yelling.

"Darling, the last thing I'm going to do, is rape you," I laugh.

Checking if she's a normal girl isn't about raping. It's about seducing. Who can resist a guys in a leather jacket?

Golden Girl bites me and I nearly drop her.

"Bitch!" I exclaim when the pain shoots through my shoulder.

"Let me go!" she insistsm but I only reply with a hiss.

We get back to the Bugatti and I chuck her kicking figure into the passenger seat before locking her door and getting into the driver's seat. She started banging at the door and I have to grit my teeth to avoid doing something I'll regret. When she sees her attempts of escape is futile, she turns to me with wild ocean in her eyes.

"This is kidnap! THIS IS ILLEGAL!"

"Just breathing for me is illegal," I said attend grab a cigarette from the dashboard before popping it in my mouth ad lighting it with my Zippo. Most girls find this sexy.

"Ugh," Golden Girl says.

"You have problem?" I ask her after exhaling some smoke.

"You're a smoker," She said.

I chuckle ask dyer the the girl's distance towards my bad habits. Like smoking kind of tops the kidnapping thing.

"Tell me your name," I said while speeding out of the school parking lot.

"No"

"It wasn't a question"

"No"

"Who was that were hanging out with? Jessica? I remember Jessica. My boy Liam used to date her-"

"Sofia, my name is Sofia," She said.

I smirk. That always works. normally so far.

"Sofia," I say, testing the syllables. "Pretty suits you," I remark. "Now, Sofia, why for the love of whatever God you pray to, would you talk back to someone like me? Especially when I'm in middle of something with my arch-enemy?" I ask.

Sofia starts fiddling with the buckle of her shoulder bag. It's naturally, also covered in paint.

"I.....I'm not scared of your pretty little brawl. I'm new, so maybe that makes me stupid, but one thing I know, is that I refuse to be scared. Especially at a bunch of egotistical guys that think they're better then everyone," She rants.

okay, not normally.

"You're right,"I said, " You are stupid". Because not being afraid is the worst thing group can be. This life isn't some joke and if Sofia here can't see that I'll make her see it. If I let her get aways with this, people would start to thinking I'm going soft. A gang leader can not be soft.

Especially when the previous leader was your brother. And got killed.

I speed through the town and watch Sofia squirm in her seat. She's not double not used to sitting in speeding car. Or maybe it's my looks that's throwing her off...

It's not often I test girls. But this one needs it. I glance at her through the corner of her eyes. There's paint on her sweater. Her bloody sweater!

"Why are you covered in paint? " I asked because it's driving me crazy.

"Why does it matter?"

"Answer me"

"Why don't you ask nicely?" she shoot back.

I go back to gritting my teeth. this girl will drive me to murder. Didn't her parents teach her to hold her tongue?!

I pull over at the dock, but keep the Codnor locked. Lazily, I turn to her and try my best smirk. She's just normal girl, I remind myself.

Damn the paint on her skirt!

"Let's be honest," I said, "You spoke up today, because you want purchase attention....."

"What? "

I hold my finger to her lips, " You find me attractive? You want your be more then just just a pretty bold girl, right? You want to be my pretty bold girl?"

She looks about as shocked as one could get, but I take it that I've caught her. She's normal. She's average, I remind myself. Even if her eyes wider then a stormy sea and she smells like flowers and nd the damn paint.

I don't go in gorgeous kiss and nondescript instead let my hand drift to her paint covered skirt.

"That's what I thought," I purr.

The she gores ahead and smacks me across my face.

"WHAT THE FUCK? " I yell when my right cheeks started stinging.

"Keep you grimy hands for yourself, Perv!" she exclaims before hitting the unlock button at the wheel and storming out. I swear there's actually lightning following her.

She's a Golden storm.

"You can't walk all the way back!" I tell after her.

"Watch me!" she said and clutches her shoulder bag even tighter while speeding walking away.

And because I'm stubborn, I started the engine and drive away, leaving her in the cloudy weather that would no doubt turn into rainy weather.

Stupid bitch, I think to myself.

But the more immediate and dangerous through as I'm racing away, is that she failed the test. She's not just any girl.

And that, is going to get me in some deep shit.