Chapter 49: C'mon Hotshot

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I made it home just fine last night and went to bed.

oOoOo The Next Day oOoOo

I wake up to pounding on the front door. I look over at my clock and see that it's five in the morning. Is it the police or something? I quickly jump to my feet and brush out my knotted hair as I make my way down quickly. I set the brush to the side as I see Leo come out of his room and rush to the front door.

I quickly unlock it and open the door as the suns bright light greets me so I have to put my arm over my eyes to see who it is. It's my last dad. The one who threw a beer bottle at my head. I quickly go stone-faced and go to close the door but he catches it. I open it and look at him.

"What do you want and how do you know where I live?"

"I have my sources and I don't want anything from you, I bought some of the stuff you weren't able to take with you before." He says motioning to his car.

Leo comes up beside me.

"We got a problem?" Leo says noticing me tense around my old dad.

"No. I am Beth's old father nice to meet you." He says holding out his hand.

Leo crosses his arms.

"Alright then. I just brought some stuff Beth had to leave behind. I wanted to give it back." He says walking back to his car and motioning for us to follow.

Leo walks out first and I follow after him. As we walk out we see a truck with my motorcycle in the back. He also goes to the back door of the truck and pulls out a box which I can see is filled with my motorcycle gear. I walk up a little quicker and he hands it to me. He then hands me another box on top of that which is a bit smaller and piles on the one I already have.

I look in disbelief at him and what is going on as Leo turns to me from my bike. Bryan closes the door and goes to the back next to my motorcycle, opening the bed of the truck and pulling out a ramp. I watch as he brings down my bike and Leo helps him till it reaches the ground. It's a black Suzuki sport motorcycle. Aka a fast bike.

Bryan closes up the bed of it and puts the ramp inside as Leo holds onto my bike and I hold the boxes. He looks over to me. 

"Have a nice life Beth." He says as he gets in his car and drives off in front of us.

We watch as he drives out of view.

"Hey, Leo would you mind taking these boxes to my room while I put my bike away?"

"Sure."

He takes the boxes from me.

"Thanks."

I walk over to my bike and smile. Finally, I can ride this thing legally. I pull up its kickstand and walk it over to the side of the house. I quickly park it and put up its kickstand under the covered area beside the house and run inside.

Leo is dressed and is making breakfast while I run upstairs. I change into a pair of jeans and my pair of Romeos that give me a little extra hight with a black t-shirt.

I brush my hair out a bit more with my brush I had grabbed on the way up and slide on my old leather jacket. I didn't even know I still had this. It is real leather with studs going down the back, sleeves, and collar along with having sewn in flower designs. Inside of it is silk which makes it really warm but sadly it doesn't fit so much anymore. 

I slide on Gray's jacket instead and grab my helmet with gloves inside and bag as I head downstairs with my old jacket in hand. I set my stuff down on the counter and help Leo make scrambled eggs before he burns down the house.

He wakes up the younger two as I finish and grab some plates. They come down dressed and ready and as I hand them plates I notice them staring at my helmet and jacket.

"That's a really big helmet for a bike," Asher says looking at it.

"That's because it's for a motorcycle," I say walking over to them.

"You have a motorcycle?!" Asher says as he takes a bite of food.

"From my last home, yeah."

"Can I drive it?" He says excitedly.

"Your still too young to drive it but if I can get an extra helmet, I can take you to school on it."

"What about the jacket?" Rain says touching the studs and flowers that trace it.

"Well, it doesn't fit me anymore so I figured you might want it."

"Really?!"

"I mean if Asher wants to wear it he can too but it's up to you two."

"Yay!" Rain says quickly grabbing it and sliding it on.

It fits her a bit big but she smiles anyway.

We all finish breakfast and Leo takes them to school as I clean up before heading out. I slide on my helmet with a smile as I head outside with my keys in my pocket along with my small bag that has a few dollars in it and my license and registration. 

I slide the small bag into my backpack I keep on my back instead of tying it down. I quickly start it and it is half full for gas so I am good.

It's extremely loud and runs smoothly. I lean over the front and put up the kickstand as I begin to take off. It does just fine and I drop my visor slightly to keep the sun from my eyes. I quickly race off and smile as I gain speed and go past the limit for this dead-end street that is reserved to us but I slow down as I reach the main road.

I make my way to the school and people watch me as I ride in. Makes sense this thing is ridiculously loud. I pull behind the guys as they watch me and I park next to them. I put up the kickstand and turn it off as I stand up straight and look to the guys.

I wave to them before getting off my bike and taking off my helmet.

"Where the f^%$ did that come from?" Trever says as I smile at them.

"This is the bike I used to ride on the back roads with," I say putting my helmet and gloves into the saddle bag and put my keys in my backpack.

"So now, you get to give us all rides," Gray says smirking.

"Sure but don't be surprised if I pop a wheelie," I say walking over to them.

"C'mon hotshot," Gray says with a chuckle.

"Where have I heard that before?" I say as we start walking to the school.

We all go to our classes. Becky is already there waiting for me. School goes on as normal I mean no one peed themselves today so it was actually a pretty good day till I leave out those backdoors.

I can't leave out the front doors because then they would hunt us all down and it would be worse. Although I want to more than anything.

I walk out and are quickly pulled behind some trees and shoved to the ground. I am picked up by my hair and held up against the wall behind the trees. I stare at them. 

"Scream."

"No."

They quickly pull a blade to my face and push the blade tip into the burn mark that was starting to disappear and heal till the push the tip into my cheek causing it to bleed.

"Call for your friends Beth."

"How many times do I have to tell you? They aren't my friends."

"We'll just wait and see then."

After a while, I hear them outside the trees.

"Do you guys always have to be that dramatic?"

I am pushed out from behind the trees as my hands are tied with zip ties. And the guys have that same deadly look they all had before.

"No kidding, zip ties now?" I say looking to them but as Henry holds onto me he places his hand over my mouth.

I roll my eyes trying to make a joke out of these guys. Even though his hand muffles what I say I speak up anyway.

"A$$^&*%#."

"f&^% you b&^%$," Henry responds.

"Let her go Henry."

"You want her back? Then don't fight back." He says simply.

I watch David pull out a pocket knife though. I quickly bite down on Henry's thumb, drawing blood. He quickly screams and attention is on us. I spit off to the side. That was nasty, I am gonna need some bleach for my mouth, that was awful.

Henry shakes off his hand as blood comes off his hand and I get away from him and the blade he held to my face and quickly punch him in the face, taking his switchblade as he falls back. 

The guys all watch me and I feel blood come down my face and a stinging sensation. He must have cut me when I pulled away. I point the pocket knife to David but keep it close to me so that he can't take it. I walk around them and over to the guys.

"Look at that! We got a bad*$$ on our team." L.J. says smiling at me.

I spit off to the side again still tasting vomit in my mouth from before.

"Let's go," Alan says turning around.

We all do the same and begin to walk off.

"Don't just stand there!" Henry says.

Gray quickly turns and clocks a guy that came up behind him sending him flying back. I quickly turn, closing the pocket knife and chuck it onto the roof of the school as we turn back around to walk away. The guys smile at me as I watch it get stuck in the gutter and walk away.

We walk around the other side of the school and I stop at one of the doors on the side.

"I'm gonna go clean up the blood real quick, I'll be right back," I say as they turn to me and I walk in. 

I make my way quickly to the bathrooms and turn to the mirrors above the sink. I wash off the blood and reveal a small cut under the side of my eye. I grab a new paper towel and clean off the watery blood before just holding a folded up paper towel to my face and making my way back out. 

I look around and the guys are no longer there. I walk out a bit further but regret it as I am immediately tackled. I quickly drop the paper towel and grab onto whoever tackled me. I am about to hit the ground before whoever tackled me pulls me back to my feet. The guys laugh and come out from around the trees. I see Gray standing there smiling. I push him away from me.

"Stop doing that!"

"I'll stop when you're able to tackle me," he says with a grin.

I roll my eyes at him and continue walking as they all catch up. I touch the cut on my face. It isn't too bad.

"So Beth, you know what we are doing today?" A asks.

"If you say football practice or something, I will seriously kill you."

"No, we are all going over to my house," L.J. says smirking at me.

"No reaction?" Alan asks.

"Am I supposed to have a certain reaction?"

"And this is why Beth is the only girl in and to ever be in the group," Gray says smiling.

"So what was with you bitting his thumb?" Mason says.

"I don't wanna talk about it. I'm gonna need a lot of mouthwash though." I say sighing.

"Then you punch him in the face and throw his knife onto the roof of the school. The guy is not having a good day." Trever says.

"I have had worse days than that, he'll get over it."

"What about us?" Mason asks.

"They won't mess with you guys, they will be to mad at me to think logically and will go after me personally."

"How long have you been taking hits from them?" Alan says while looking over at me.

"First grade? Second grade? Something like that."

"So why do you fight back now?"





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