"Just tell me where we are going!" Thunder Bolt said.
"No. You'll find out when we get there." I said keeping focused on the road.
"Have I been there?" he asked.
"No, because normally you aren't allowed." I said.
"Then why are we going there? Why are you allowed there?" he asked slightly agitated.
"Because of my past."I answered flatly. "Now could you shut up? We're almost there." I said slightly annoyed.
"Fine." He spat.
"Good." I replied cheerfully earning a glance from Thunder Bolt.
----------------5 minutes later
"Why have I never been here before?" he questioned.
"Because you aren't allowed, but desperate times call for desperate measures." I said. "Now come on." I replied getting outta my car.
I knocked on the door before entering. "I'm here." I replied. Walking into the kitchen. "We got trouble." I said setting my things down. "The Daggers are back and their targeting us." I said walking to the living room across the house.
"What should we do?" Pop asked.
"I'm not sure. But in unity, there is strength." I replied.
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The Bad Girl
Teen FictionSofía Vendedas was your typical Latina badass. She was rough, and tough, and didn't care about anyone or anything. She's in 2 gangs and is the leader of another. Currently living in Toledo, Ohio. She's still running from the mess that her dead fathe...
