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❝  CHAPTER TWO!  ❞

          THE BRUNETTE ASSASSIN LEANED AGAINST THE PILLAR AS SHE WATCHED MARCUS FROM AFAR. After his outburst, Azalea was sadly assigned to retrieve him which she quickly gathered research about him. Azalea learned that both of his parents were killed by a suicidal schizophrenic named Barbara Salinger. Ronald Reagan cut funds to the mental health facilities which released Barbara Salinger out into world who jumped off of the tall Colt Tower, landing right onto Marcus' parents. Azalea had guessed that he was going to be here. And here he was. His foot hovered over the ledge dangerously as his mind racked through the reasons on whether to jump or not. "Are you going to jump or what?" Azalea's voice queried, breaking the night's silence. Marcus jumped slightly backwards before looking over his shoulder. There he saw the girl with the ninja stars and nunchucks.

             "What the hell? How long have you been standing there?" 

             She shrugged lightly before she started to walk towards him. "I don't know. Long enough that you're making a wrong decision." 

              "Enlighten me." Marcus gestured as he scoffed slightly. "You're probably just saying that because it's your assignment."

               Azalea continued to saunter forward before she walked onto the ledge where Marcus was standing. His frame slightly towering over hers. "I could say no, but that would be a lie."

              "Very blunt." He observed lowly as his eyes gazed over the ledge that looked over the sleepless city of San Francisco. Azalea chuckled softly before nodding. "But, Master Lin can and will protect you. Eventually, you will learn how you can protect yourself as well. Take it from m-" Azalea was cut off as Marcus glowered at her.

               "You haven't seen any shit."

               Azalea scoffed as she stepped forward threateningly. "Try me, pretty boy. Both of my parents took the easy way out just like Barbara Salinger did. I know that Barbara Salinger took her life by jumping off the Colt Tower, landing right smack dab on your parents right in front of you. That's hard to witness. But I do remember when my mother gave me one last hug before she placed the tip of the gun against her forehead. I tried to stop her, however she was very persistent on the idea. Tears started run down my face before I tried once more. However, the gunshot muted my desperate pleas. That's when the blood of hers spattered onto my face as my mother fell right into my lap. Her eyes stretched open while every muscle in her body relaxed. This meant that her jaw fell apart and released everything within her. I was only six at the time. My dad didn't take it light either. Then, kaboom again."

               "Wow," He mumbled out as his eyes trailed over the edge once more. Azalea cupped his cheek. Her soft thumb caressed his cheek before his eyes finally met her hypnotic ones. 

               "Just try it out. You don't have to be alone forever," She whispered gently as she gave a weak smile.

               Marcus stared into her beautiful doe coloured eyes as he nodded slowly. Azalea nodded as she smiled gently at the boy. Her hand dropped to her side before she extended her other arm. Marcus reluctantly took it before the two of them went back to the butcher shop. Saya was standing out in the front with her arms folded over her chest. "Nice job, Azalea." She complimented curtly before she started to go over the rules of King's Dominion. Marcus nodded his head slightly, taking in note of the girl's name.

              "Master Lin has a basic code of conduct.  There is one thing you cannot do. Give up our location and we will kill you." Saya started off by walking into the butcher shop while Marcus followed blindly. Azalea ran up ahead of them and threw herself on Billy Bennett.

               "Like, full on 'Conan the Barbarian' style." Billy added as he sauntered towards the new rat. "Like, you'll be eviscerated. Lin's family has been eviscerating people for centuries. They really love it. 

               "Such a big word for such a little brain," Azalea remarked as she ruffled his green tip-dyed hair up. Billy grunted lowly before fixing his hair.

                "Lin don't flex. Got a worldwide rep to maintain." Willie stepped in.

               "The rest of the rules are simple. No disobedience. No drugs. No sex." Saya informed as she pulled the plastic curtain back that was connected to the butchering room. Maria sat at the table as she wrapped a lock of her hair around her finger. Maria shared a seductive look as she said, "We find ways around the last one." 

                 "Well hopefully not in here," Marcus replied distastefully as his eyes traveled around the room. Saya opened the door.

                  "What is this?" He mumbled.

                 "Welcome to King's Dominion," Azalea welcomed as her lips tugged upwards into a smirk. After that, Master Lin ordered for everyone to head back to their dorm rooms to get some sleep.

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                  However, the morning came way too early in Azalea's opinion.

                  "Rise and shine, bitch." Rosalie Simmons sang out obnoxiously causing Azalea to jolt upwards in her bed. Azalea moaned lowly as she rubbed her eyes. Slowly, her vision refocused. There she saw the fiery red-headed goddess standing right in front of her with a wide smile on her face. Azalea narrowed her eyes, utterly confused on how she was so damn perky in the mornings. Azalea only wished that she was that energetic in the afternoons. In the mornings, Azalea was a monster that nobody could tame but herself. Eventually, the brunette got dressed in her required uniform. She brushed all the tangles out of her hair. Azalea had natural wavy curls when it is properly groomed. She bid her goodbye to Rosalie before leaving. Rosalie was another grade ahead of her. The only real time she sees her is in the dormitory area and the lunchroom.  

                   Azalea dragged her feet along the wood flooring as she arrived at her locker.

                  "You look like shit," A voice commented behind her. She jumped slightly while she turned her head to see Jett Sanderson standing there. His lips curled into a playful simper.

                  "Thanks," She drawled out sarcastically.

                 Jett Sanderson was Azalea's partner in crime and the person that she'd known for the longest. He was like a brother to her, more of a brother than Alejandro was or will ever be. Jett arrived to King's Dominion right before Azalea. So the two were both kind of new. It all started when they bumped into each other in the hallways. Yes, it was cliche, Azalea had to admit. The two of them were both deemed rats and had no one to turn except for each other. Long story short, the two grew closer each day and became best friends in no time. "You know you love me, admit it." Jett teased tauntingly as his fingers threaded through his dark brown hair.

                  "Whatever," Azalea dismissed, before she started to open her locker. 

                 "So how was the assignment?" Jett asked, his curiosity peeking through. He rocked back and forth on his heels as his hands were folded behind him. Everyone knew of the assignment. News travels fast here at King's Dominion.

                 She shrugged lightly. "It was interesting to say the least. He's got quite the mouth on him, I can say that. But, I believe he's just scared. Scared for what's to come. I was the same."  She answered truthfully before she closed her locker. Jett nodded approvingly, taking in what she was saying.

                 "Deep shit," Jett muttered under his breath. Azalea sighed heavily before redirected the subject.

                  "Let's get to class, shall we?"

                  Jett nodded as he gestured for her to walk in front of him. Azalea rolled her eyes playfully before she walked passed him. As the two walked down the corridor, something caught Azalea's eyes. There she saw Marcus standing with Chico looming over him. Maria gave a pleading look to Azalea. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Azalea spat as she joined the scene.

                    Chico turned his gaze and laughed humorlessly. "Rat, you have no place to tell me what to do. So I suggest you go scurry off with your little rat ass boyfriend before you get seriously hurt."

                    Jett quickly joins the scene before he tugged on Azalea's sleeve like a toddler would. Azalea's fingers wrapped into a fist before she thrusted her leg forward, performing a roundhouse kick towards Chico's leg. A grunt escaped his lips as his knees locked automatically. One of Chico gang member's began to lurch forward only to be stopped by Chico. "What a little puta you are." He seethed as his face grew closer to hers.

                     "And what big forehead you have." She snarled back. "I can pack a harder hit on a less sensitive spot, eh."

                    Marcus noticed that Chico's hand was fishing for something in his pocket. "Hey, leave her alone."

                    Quickly, Chico turned around to face Marcus before grabbing his collar in the process. With his free hand, he placed the blade's tip against his neck. Maria tried desperately to stop Chico, however it was no use. Chico studied his face before letting the blade fall. Marcus exhaled heavily in relief. Chico's gaze flickered between Azalea and Marcus before leaning forward. "Tonight, you two and me are going on a date. Wear something nice. We're going to bury you in it." He threatened lowly as he backed away. As another student was walking by, Chico grabbed his water bottle before dumping the contents on both of them. Azalea tensed up as well as Marcus. Chico then leaves the scene. Marcus turned to Azalea, apologizing profusely.

                       "It's... it's fine. Whatever, don't talk to me right now." She dismissed curtly before she stormed off. Jett quickly left to go follow her while Marcus stood there quietly with a sad expression painted on his face.. 

                       Everyone was so fake in this damn school, Marcus thought to himself bitterly.

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❝AUTHOR NOTES!❞

god damn that was a hard chapter to write. i would just keep rewrite it over and over. so guess what? ya girl is getting herself a new car this week and i'm fucking pumped because my dad's old car apparently has no heat or air conditioning. but yeah, there will be another update tmrw i hope then i'll be a little MIA during the week because of school and work. it's all piling on me and i can't keep up. anyway, thanks for all the votes and support. just keep commenting within the story! i would love to see your funny comments on the rest of my books

but another guess what?

YA GIRL IS NO BROKE ANYMORE. i'm getting AirPods suck it

QUESTION OF CHAPTER: opinion on AirPods
they overrated but I'm getting them to not listen in class;) we love a role model

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