"Alright students. You have no homework tonight, so enjoy your weekend."

The bell rings and the classes are dismissed. I gather my books and leave the classroom. I Walk towards my locker, dodging the mingling students. I get to my locker and spin my code. I slide my books into my locker and put my computer into my bag. Zipping up my bag and sliding my glasses up again, I leave the building. I walk through the parking lot and find Mickey's grey pickup truck. I ask to borrow it, so no one can see my Ferrari at home. I start it up and listen to the hum of the motor. I pull out of my spot and leave the school grounds. I pull off my fake glasses and put on my sunglasses. I pull my blue hair out of my beanie and draw it into a ponytail. I pull up to Delia's school. Delia is my little sister. I park the truck on the street and lock it. I walk towards where Delia's class gets out. The doors open and a class of 2nd graders come out. I see Delia's teacher and Delia. She comes running at me, her brown braid hitting her back. I squat down to her height and she wraps her arms around my neck. I hug her back.

"Hi, Sis!"

She smiles at me, her front two teeth missing. I laugh and take her backpack.

"Hey, Deals. How was school?"

"Boring. Mrs. Rose brought in cupcakes though because it was Emily's Birthday. Emily didn't bring in anything, so Mrs. Rose gave us cupcakes that were in the teacher's lounge. So yeah. I don't have any homework. Are we going to see Mickey today?"

I open her door and she climbs in. I shut her door and climb into my seat. I start the car again.

"No. I'm not going to the gym today. Mickey didn't tell me if I have a match tonight or tomorrow. By the way, we are having tacos tonight."

"Yum. Tacos..."

I laugh. I drive down a small street and pull up to our apartment. We both get out and grab our bags. I grab my keys and about to open the door. I hear a car pull down the street. I look in its direction and quickly open the door and push Delia in.

"What's the mat-"

"Delia, take my bag and get to your room now."

I shove my bag at her and look in the direction of the car. I recognize it as a car that belongs to a guy that I've fought. I quickly run into the apartment and lock the door. I close all the shades and run into Delia's room. I find her on her bed.

"Kylie, what's going on?"

"Delia, someone that I've fought was driving down the street slowly. We'll be ok."

Delia hugs me tight, and I hug her back.

BANG! BANG!

I look at Delia and hug her again. I stand up and open Delia's door. I walk towards the front door. I look through the window hole. I see him standing there. His gang behind him. I tighten my fist and open the door.

"Can I help you?"

"You're that girl that beat me."

"Yes. Again. Can. I. Help. You?"

"You're doomed."

I step out. I see people looking through their windows.

"Leave."

I give him a cold stare. I'm worried about what will happen. He reaches into his coat. I see a short handle knife in his hand. I look at him then at the knife.

"You are just a weak little girl. I took it easy on you the first time. At that will be your last fight."

He covers my mouth and brings me inside. I see Delia's door closed.

Good, I thought.

He closes the door and stabs my side with the knife. I let out a small scream. Trying to stay strong. He throws me on the ground and leaves. I hear him drive away when I scream.

"KYLIE! Oh my gosh. Sis... are you okay?"

"Get...help..."

"Got it!"