where a turn of events take you on a new road. streets of freeridge.
I dont own On my block. But you best believe i own the stupid ideas i write in this story that isnt part of the on my block plot.
ON MY BLOCK & FAST AND FURIOUS CROSSOVER
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Ariella's pov
"I dont get it. Why couldnt we be wildcats or warriors? What the fuck are quakes?" Leslie, a girl on the cheer team complains.
I looked at some of the girls and i just new we were thinking the same thing.
"Earthquakes. Pendeja." A girl yelled out which made some of us laugh.
"Yeah! Thats because we shake shit up." One of the girls yell out as she shook her ass on another girl. The girls just laughed as we made our way to cheer at the first home basketball game.
"Okay girls focus." I reminded them as they got all hyped up.
"Don't worry girl. We got this." Leslie put her arm over my shoulders as i led them towards the door of the locker room.
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Oscar's pov
"Ariella is the cutest thing ever." Nova smiled as we watched her on the sidelines of the gymnasium.
She was way more than cute. She was stunning in that cheer uniform. Even more breathtaking without it on. I had to fight my intrusive thoughts of bending her over and lifting that cheer skirt. Fuck my life.
Ariella was fuckin beautiful. How was she even real? I could stare at her for eternity.
She saw me in the crowd and smiled. Then i watched as she waved at me. Oh god.
I dont know how im going to get over her and that smile. She's making it a lot more difficult to get over her.
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Ariella's pov
"Someone is late." Leslie muttered to me as i glanced at the gym door to see Nevaeh walking up to us.
"Hey Leslie. Next time you have something to say maybe you should say it to my face." Nevaeh smiled at her.
"Aight bet." Leslie smiled as she pushed through the other cheerleader to get to Nevaeh.
We were about to perform. They seriously couldn't wait?
Music was about to play and everything.
"I said... you are late." Leslie got in Nevaeh's face earning a shove from her.
"Okay and? Why does that concern you so much?" Nevaeh laughed.
"You know damn well if it was any other girl here you'd have a big problem with it. You think you are better than everyone else. Thats why it concerns me." Leslie explained.
Nevaeh just laughed in her face. "Okay, but Ariella wont say shit to me so... i dont know what to tell you." She kept laughing.
Here we go.
I had it with this bitch. We havent talked in so many months. I forgot who she was. Actually i dont think i ever knew who she was. And that really fucking sucks because she was my best friend.
"You're off the team." I announced.
All the girls eyes grew big.
No one ever thought i'd have the balls to kick off anyone. Let alone my ex best friend.
"What?" Nevaeh looked at me shocked.
"I said you are off the team." I folded my arms and waited for her to walk off and leave.
"For what? Cause I'm 2 minutes late? You were gone for months and we didnt kick you off. I led this team while you were gone. You think you can just waltz in and take back the power?" Nevaeh started getting angry.
"Yes." I smiled at her. "I do think I can waltz back in here and take back the power. Cause I'm the captain."
"You can either sit and watch us or you can leave!" I said snatching the pom poms out of her hand.
"No! Im staying." She said shoving me back.
I shook my head at her. "You don't want to do this."
"Wow i can see you are still the same little bitch that wont stand up for herself." Nevaeh laughed.
"Who you callin a little bitch?" I shoved her back this time.
"Oh finally you fight back." She laughed.
"Oh so im a little bitch cause i dont get into fights? So because you do that makes you tougher than me?" I asked her as she nodded.
Then i stayed silent.
Everyone did.
"Alright then. Let's play it your way," I said right before i started swinging at her.
Now we were both on the floor trying to gain strength to beat each other up.
The crowd gasped at each punch she threw at me and the ones i threw at her.
"Im sick and tired of you always telling me im weak!" I yelled as i started punching her all over. "If i was so weak then tell me why im still alive! I dont need you in my life anymore and you hate that. I was the realest person in your life and you lost me." I yelled as i got off of her.
"Im not weak. Im mature. I dont need to beat your ass to prove anything. And i dont need you to have my back. I got myself. I always have." I said before i stormed out of the gym.
I was pissed off that this side of me came out.
I hated fighting. I hated hurting others. But i was tired of that shit.
Now my hand was fucked up. I winced in pain at the red knuckles.
