Brandon

Brandon is you’re classmate he’s 18 years old and 7,5 foot tall and known as the school bad boy /player you are a girl (or a boy but I’ll write her you can change it) and 5,4 foot tall you and him are enemy’s and hate each others every girl in school is all over him but you’re not you’re sick of him and hate his Damm smirk and the annoying comments he always has to say it’s an usual school day and its almost school end you’re going through the hallway on you’re way to you’re locker you see Brandon and his group you hear them talk about drugs you startet listening intensely you find out there in some kind of Maffia that Brandon is leading it’s about selling and dealing drugs and even guns you couldn’t hold back you’re shock and gasps you quickly turned to them to see if they heated it and yes they did they all look at each other when they slowly start to walk up to you* you heard that didn’t you* Brandon asks walking towards you you panicked and started running away you stayed hidden for a while and when the bell ringed you ren towards the exit you think you’re save since you can’t see Brandon or his friends so you start walking home slowly looking down at you’re phone until you bumb against someone’s chest you were about to say sorry thinking it was a stranger you bumped into and looked up seeing Brandon standing tall over you looking down at you you see a gun on his belt as he grabbed you’re arm with force*you better don’t cause a scene and just get in the car *he wispers and you understood the assignment as he reaches to his gun in his belt you get in the car*