*Steel*

I wish that my family wouldn't be so damn annoying all the time. It was always 'Steel come help me with this' or 'Steel have you done this' and they were always in my business.

Especially my father. He always asked how things were with my gang, and what the rival gangs were doing. I understood with him being the former gang leader of my gang that he wanted to know things. But it really wasn't his business anymore.

I was the leader of one of the most feared gangs in the country. We were called the Wolfs.

I was driving to a warehouse on the edge of the city, where we had some business to attend to. When we arrived there I got out of my car, (which was a Lamborghini Sian, Limited edition hybrid super sports car, and was one of my most prized possessions, )and walked to the doors. My inner circle did the same. The warehouse was old and rusty. It honestly just looked like absolute shit.

"Wel then, whatcha waiting for?" Jake, my second asked me from behind me. I sighed and slammed the door open. Not bothering to knock.

As soon as I slammed the doors open, the people inside started shooting. Me and my inner gang shoot right back, ducking behind a wall to avoid bullets. We had already prepared our guns in our cars, to avoid wasting any time.

One bullet got dangerously close to my shoulder, right thew the wall we were behind. "Shit" I muttered, "Jake, we need to get out of here," I said to him, and he nodded. Jake signaled to the others that we had to move, while I shot at a few more men.

When everyone got the signal, we sprinted towards another wall, all the while never stopping with the shooting. The men were screaming. That was good.

I looked around the wall and saw that there were only two men still standing, and shooting like crazy. I looked over to Jake who was grinning like a maniac. That bloodthirsty mother fucker loved this. I grinned back and shoot the remaining men in the knees.

An hour later, me and my inner circle were hanging out in the school parking lot. After dealing with the drug dealers that hadn't paid their money back, we had gone straight to school. Even though I had enough money to last me more than a lifetime, my father still insisted that I went to school.

A car to die for rolled into the parking lot. It was a McLaren 650S Matte Black, and it was one of the most beautiful cars I had ever seen.

"Damn, that's one hell of a car," Matt said from my left, and I could see the other agreed.

"Dude that owns that car must be rich as hell too" Jake observed from my left.

We all waited impatiently for the guy in the car to get out, so we could see who owns such an expensive car like ours. We were always the richest people in the city, so he must be new.

The door opened, and a girl that looked like she was 17 stepped out. We all gaped at her.

"She's a girl?" Matt asked incredulously.

"And a hot one at that" Milo added. I glared at hi. and then turned my gaze back to the girl.

"Nah, not for me." Jake said, "Girls like her just have to ask their daddy for it and they get it without question."

I quirked an eyebrow at Jake and asked, "What makes you think that?" I hated judging people without knowing their backstory, so I always looked into things before making assumptions. Not that Jake had any problems with it.

"Just look at her: Blond hair, perfect curves, cute clothes, huge and expensive bag, and a car like that. No way is she not a daddy's girl." Jake explained, and I had to begrudgingly agree.

When she started walking towards the school, locking the car without a backward glance at it, her perfect hips swaying with each confident step, I said to my friends,

"Come on, let's go see who the new girl is."

A/N

Chapter two :)))

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