2006, August 12

In a small town, there laid a highschool where certain students that were all in their senior year that hung out. Eight of them. Alex was among that group. They all messed around, liked to play and laugh. They were pretty close. Best friends.

But they had a little secret. A job. Top secret. They own this thing called a pound. Which is a place that is somewhere deeply hidden in the hood streets where secret boxing matches lay. People gamble on who wins, bet on money. And that pound is owned by those eight senior year students.

the group member we’re:

Alex—owner of the pound. Boxer himself. Mostly held the money, big bossy guy. Always serious, and grumpy. Also fights guys for money as well.

Devon—Alex’s boyfriend. Real pretty boy, got a huge sassy attitude. Did the dirty work, usually cleans the evidence Alex leaves, he’s very clung tight with Alex. Always on his side like a hot chic, had a hot body, etc.

Ivy—tomboy. She’s tough looking. Always doing the physical work, good with making plans, kept the group in touch, and sarcastic, always.

Heather—pretty girl. Blonde hair, dumb. You get it. She’s a secret racer and wins a bunch of competitions, and her job is getting information on their clients targets.

Marcus—really tall guy, muscular, top guard. He usually did the ideas guy, always giving everyone a role, and also was beside Alex and Ivy with the physical thing. They are their offense.

Jordan—quiet guy. Didn’t bother anyone, didn’t like talking with anyone. Just enjoyed the moment. But was insanely good with math and organized the game, and money. Giving everyone their share.

Tommy—huge dumbass. Loud, humorous, never took anything serious, kinda short for a guy, but had a huge personality. Was good with tech and hacks. He knew the system pretty well.

And lastly, Elliot—a fashionable guy, that everyone thought was a girl, but actually is a guy. He had long navy blue hair that reached his thighs, long lashes, plump lips. Always dressed revealingly or like a pretty girl. Devon’s childhood best friend, since five years old, they were inseparable. Elliot had a boyfriend abroad. And his role was he was really good with science, chemistry, biology, etc.

Everyone had a role, handled it, did it right. Pretty impressive for 18 year olds in highschool. They were dangerous. They target, get money, and really get down. A powerful group that got each and everyone’s back. Can’t be broken.

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