Age Is Just A Number

Holly Starr is a 14 year old girl with black hair with red streaks,chocolate brown eyes,and is also emo.She was born with a low self esteem,and also without parents.They gave her up for adoption at the age of two,they didn't want her.She's been adopted twice,once when she was seven,and once when she was ten.But none of them worked out.Nobody wants an emo daughter,she's different from the other kids at the agency.One day an eighteen year old guy named Kellin Quinn comes to the agency,looking for a kid.Holly doesn't think he'll pick her...read more to find out.

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12. Gang Bangarz

"Let's do this," Rodrigo grins excitedly at us.

   We all get our guns ready and throw the black ski masks over our infamous faces. I don't see why we need them anyways, our faces are on the America's most wanted list, but yet they still haven't managed to catch us.

   Rodrigo leads the way and the other three of us follow behind him. Charlotte and Marcus are awkwardly talking behind me, as always. They've been awkward around each other before I even joined the gang, only because they hate one another and is forced to work together.

"One...two...three!" Rodrigo yells while kicking in the bank door.

   When we walk in like we own the damn place all of the workers and customers throw their hands over their heads with pure fear in their eyes.

"Get on the ground now!" Marcus screams at everyone.

   They all do as told, knowing we mean business. Rodrigo goes over to the bank teller, about to get this shit through with.

"Alright, ya'll know the drill. You move, we shoot you, bottom line," I sigh, sick of explaining this every damn time.

   Rodrigo gestures to Charlotte and she walks over with the old brown leather sack we've used for years now. The bank teller throws the cash in the sack with fright and afterwards Charlotte passes the bag to me and I throw it over my shoulder.

   We all rush out the door and back to the getaway van being driven by Xavier. We jump in and he takes off driving down the street, trying to get a lot of distance before the cops arrive at the bank.

"How much did we get Holly?" Xavier asks from the front.

"Ummm, at least fifteen thousand I'd say," I reply.

   Xavier nods his head approvingly. That's an estimate of three thousand for each of us running the operation.

   We don't just rob banks though, we also sell drugs. Mostly Cocaine and Meth. We make quite a bit of money off that shit, even though the Meth sells better. Me and Charlotte occasionally do a little bit of prostitution. Only when money is tight. Besides, when we do we always go together, it's less dangerous that way. Xavier is our "pimp".

"Yo Charlotte we've got somebody willing to pay two grand for you and Holly to do a threesome with him," Xavier says.

   Whoa! Two grand? Is this guy rich or something because me and Charlotte are lucky enough to get two hundred a week. That's insane!

"We'll take it," I grin.

"That's my girl," Xavier smiles while patting me approvingly on the top of my head. 

   I rest my head on Charlotte, and she kisses my cheek. Yeah...we've been dating for like seven months now. I run my fingers through her shoulder length brunette hair, I love her so much.

   I let my eyes droop, feeling exhausted from the long day. We were shot at this morning because some dumbass chick tried to take off with the Coke without paying, which we ended up having to kill her to get the cash. Being shot at and running around trying to catch the damn bitch really wears you down.

   I cling tightly to Charlotte, she always helps me sleep better, I have no idea why but she just does. Besides, I should get some sleep because there's not gonna be any of that tonight with Mr. Rich guy. Soon enough, I'm knocked out.

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