Femme Fatale

Chapter 5

Here's a new chapter! Enjoy your reading!

P.S. This was when she first arrived at school.

Scarlett' POV

I got out of my baby and, while ignoring all those looks, made my way towards my bro and friends. I saw Federico and Nicolas as soon as I parked my car and didn't bother to look their way when I got out.

"Couldn't help it, huh?" Shawn asked.
"You know me, always have to put a show. Besides, Ash did say we don't have to bother to hide who we are." I smirked.
"I would laugh, but this 'audience' is starting to get on my nerves." Amy grumbled.
"And Federico and Nicolas are looking at you like hawks"
"Ya, I can feel their gazes... Anyway, Shawn and I are going to be late, just twenty minutes girls, don't give us that look! And sis- please just ignore them for now." He kissed my forehead and they made their way to a cafe nearby to meet one of our gang members to finish some business.

"If I lose my cool and decide to beat them up, please hold me."
"Don't worry Scar, if not, I'm just going to help you."
"That's my girl, now let's get this over with..." Unfortunately, to get in the school we first had to get past my father and brother dearest considering they stood near the entrance with a girl and boy our age. It looks like they are close, really close. Like a nice, happy fucking family.
They never considered us worthy of being a part of their gang. When they thought we can't hear them they would tell mom we are a disgrace for their mafia family, but we heard everything. Every. Single. Word. We would often hide behind the doors and listen to what they had to say about those pathetic twins.

I didn't even realize we found the secretary's office, huh I was too busy thinking about them, obviously. A nice lady in her late forties greeted us and we asked for our timetables.
"Aargh!" we screamed at the same time when we got out of the office.
"We have P.E. first class, oh yeah, oh yeah!" Amy did her little happy dance, thank God no one was there to see it. But that means we are late. On our first day. Ahh, who cares.
It actually took us a few minutes to find a female changing room, we put our bags in lockers and changed into our gym clothes. I wore Nike pro tights, sports bra and tank top, all black. Amy wore the same, just without a tank top.

We went through the doors that had a little plate with Gym engraved on it. We were met with an enormous hall with two racing tracks, one bigger and one smaller, almost everyone was already running on the smaller one, I said Almost because that girl and boy from earlier are not leaving Nicolas's side. They are just standing in the corner with who I suppose is a coach. Nicolas and Federico were first to notice us, or more like me, the coach was first to speak "Good morning girls, I see you are new here, so welcome. As you can see - everyone is already running, 4 laps on small and one on the big track, but since you are late, it will be 5 on small and 2 on the big one, enjoy."

"So 7 on bigger one it is?"Amy asked as we made our way behind the start line.
"Yup. And not everyone is running, what are those two, privileged?"
"I bet the coach is either their gang member or a good friend." We took our positions, ready to start, but some jock just had to interrupt...

"Hey girly, why are you not wearing just sports bra like that friend of yours, belly not flat enough?" he chuckled mockingly. Stupid. Amy was ready to start arguing but I held my hand up to stop her. I spotted a soccer ball just in front of Nicolas and that guy that's not leaving his side. I made my way there ignoring their confused looks and when I was standing with my back towards those two and the ball beneath my leg I kicked it so hard it didn't just hit that jerk in the stomach - he was jelling in pain and cursing.
I walked up to him, crouched before his kneeling figure, and whispered in his ear "Next time it won't be that ball going through those poor abs of yours." My voice was dark with promise.

With that Amy and I finally started running and soon everybody else came out of their shocked states and continued running. As for the jerk, the coach made him sit down for a bit to recover. I immediately knew they asked him what I said, and guess what, he actually told them, ha!

A few minutes later we were on our last lap and my brother, father and their minions looked at us all the fucking time. As for my twin- he and Shawn probably got lost on their way here 'cause they are still nowhere to be seen.
Good thing is that near Nicolas and his gang there's one gymnastic leather goat on the right side of the track and one on the left. We decided to leave it for our last lap and that is now!

We started sprinting towards goats with me being on the right side and Nicolas stood right beside that exact goat. That's when Ash and Shawn came in. They looked at us and smirked, they knew exactly what we're about to do.
At the same time, Amy and I put our hands on gymnastic goats but we didn't open our legs to basically just jump over it, instead, I pressed my legs together and pushed them up so hard with my hands on the goat as leverage I basically did a somersault over the goat with Amy doing the same. We flew over it and started running towards the finish line as soon as our feet came in contact with the ground. Of course, these amateurs just had to watch with their mouths open, it's actually hilarious, not to mention the fact that we already finished and they are still running.

"Oh, so you actually found your way here." Amy said
"Sorry, it took us longer than we thought." Shawn apologized
"Oh you should be sorry, you missed the opportunity to watch Scar knocking out a jerk with the soccer ball. That was a sight to see, he was writhing in pain!"
"Really baby girl?" Ash chuckled giving me a side hug
"In my defense - he called me fat. Oh, and it was fun!"
"That's my girl, now we are going to run, come on Ash!" Shawn whined and they started running on a bigger track as well.

"Hey, Mr. coach" Amy yelled so he could hear.
"Mr. coach?" I inquired.
"I forgot his name" She shrugged.
"Yes?"
"Do you have a gym here? Preferably with weights and punching bags?" Okay, now I was biting my lips so hard to stop myself from laughing out loud, she talked to him like to a little kid. The best part - the coach actually looked amused himself. I felt someone's burning gaze at me so being the curious cat I am - I turned to see who it was. It was that guy standing with Nicolas, weird. So me being, well, me, just raised a brow and gave him  The-fuck-you-looking-at look. I have to admit, he actually has beautiful grayish eyes with specks of blue.
"Yes, we actually do, that way." he said pointing at the doors across the room. He went to say something else but we already ran out to get our boxing gloves from our lockers.
I knew what he wanted to say. The gym is private, just members have access, and the membership fee is extremely expensive. Not a problem. We came in front of the gym doors with gloves in hands not giving them a chance to talk and to their surprise, both Amy and I put our membership cards on the scanner and doors automatically opened.
Time to make a mess baby!