All Chapters of My Gang Leader : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Laura sweetheart, are you up?" My grandma has been my alarm for the past twelve years. Today is my eighteenth birthday with one last official day of school to go! My grandpa who has been my rock passed two years ago on my birthday. It's been hard managing everything and trying to help my grandmay around the house. He was everything to me. He protected me when my mother wouldn't. I miss him so much. "Yea grams. Getting dressed." I called back. I picked through my closet trying to decide what to wear. "Grams?" "Yes dear?" She asked flinging my door open and sticking her head inside. "Can you help me?" I asked pointing to my closet. She chuckled and entered my room. She walked to my closet and scratched her silver hair thinking. "Here. It's still brand new." She handed me a black mini skirt with a pair of red leggings and a black tank top. For the shoes she threw me my knee high black boots. "You have some serious style grams." I chuckled giving her a hug and a kiss to the cheek.

When the doctor lady appeared the next morning I couldn't help but ask her, "Who is Bran? He said I'd figure it out, but I'm having a hard time. I don't know him." She chuckled lightly. "Everyone knows Bran.""Well I don't. So help me out?" "No can do. If he wants you to figure it out, then you have to work on it yourself." "But-"She shook her head. "I'm sorry sweetheart, I can't help you." I left it at that. I'll have to turn to the internet then. "Do you have Wi-Fi here?" "Yea. Here's the password." She wrote it out on a piece of paper and handed it to me.I typed in Bran. Nothing popped up. "Does he have a last name!?" I said sounding annoyed."Can't tell you that either. Good luck." She winked and chuckled leaving the room. Why can't anyone help me!? Might as well call Chelsea and my grams so their not worried. Later in the day, still nothing on Bran. And I mean absolutely NOTHING! I'm getting annoyed so I threw my phone on the ground. Bran walked into the room after hear

For a while, I forgot where I was. That was until Sunny barged into my room jumping up and down on my bed. "Get up, get up, get up!" She shrieked."Seriously!?" I snarled. "It's morning...so get up. Let's get breakfast." I rolled over and looked at the clock. Six A.M. I groaned. "You've got to be kidding." I yawned. "Long night?" She asked. "I only got two hours of shut-eye. Do you mind?" I tried to shoo her away, but she wouldn't budge. "Look, we have rules in this house. You rise at six and fall at nine." She giggled. "Or in your case, fall at four in the morning. So get up." I pulled the covers over my face trying to sleep a bit longer. Sunny pulled them off my head and completely off my body. A cold chill ran up my spine. "Fine!" I jumped up and threw on a pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt and a pair of boots. She pulled me down into the kitchen where surely enough, fifteen people sat and chatted amongst themselves. They stopped their conversation when they noticed me

Before the actual dancing and fighting began I left the mansion and dipped into the local church to say a few words and a goodbye to grandmother. The whole town was there saying their goodbyes as well. Flowers littered her brown coffin. Inside beside her head were pictures of me and her and of my gramps. A few were of my mother when she was a little girl. People kept walking over to me telling me sorry for my loss or hugging me with tears filling their eyes. I wasn't even crying, I was more numb than anything. After a while I decided it was time to head back to the mansion. When I got back to Brans everyone hugged me and telling the same thing, "sorry for your loss" or "We are here for you." I didn't feel like being around a crowd so I snuck off to be alone. It's finally time for this crap to begin. I've been standing here staring in the mirror, I didn't recognize the girl looking back at me. Long smooth legs, long brown hair and beautiful baby blue eyes. I looked different but yet

I spent the rest of the day yesterday in my room. I didn't want to face anyone, especially Bran. I can't believe I actually kissed him. I mean did he like it or not? Who knows. I only walked down for a bit then walked back upstairs. I have a duffle bag and a gun and a knife stuffed under my bed. Now to wait for the right moment, after their gone. I tied up some sheets and blankets to help me sneak out and down my window. Hopefully I can do it without being caught. The day is going by so slow. It's only four in the afternoon. The others leave at seven. I can't leave too early, or they'll notice. But if I leave too late, then I'll be screwed. I guess I can be patient and wait. As the time goes on, I grow more and more anxious. I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm stupid, but I have to help. A knock on my door startled me. I pushed everything under my bed just where it was and opened it. "What are you doing up here!?" Marla shrieked. "I can hear you all the way down the hall." I tri