Riverdale Southside Serpents Novels & Stories

Alice had invited Serena to join the Hartleys’ family outing. Alice had said it was a perfect way to kill time, especially since she was suspended from work for a few days. It helped in a way. Nature had allowed Serena to relax and forget about the pains of her life. They were at Riverbend Point, two towns away from Velmon City. The Hartleys had set up camp near the river cliff, a spot that overlooked the wide, fast-moving river below. From where Serena stood, she could see the small bridge in the distance. The drop from the cliff was steep, and the river was rough.

She is something special. Turns out River was a rebel, loved speed, and sports. She is a hard core Texan fan and loves watching the Houston Rockets, never missing a game. Apparently, she played basketball since middle school, as a point guard, and was good at it. What surprised me the most was when she spoke about River and her bike. She told me how she traded her old bike for a faster one that she got at the age of 16. River loves her bike so much that she named her Raven because she is matte black. Well, no wonder she gave me that name. She also told me that where she is from they’re big on riding dirt bikes and off-road vehicles called buggies.

Creek hissed quietly. “Ok, gotta go. See you tomorrow beautiful.” And then I hung up. “Good, keep her on her toes.” Creek grinned. We finished our meals and carried on driving. We arrived at the Atlanta Serpents a few hours later. We dropped off the package and collected the other. The Serpents Prez, Chase, invited us to stay for the party they were throwing. We didn’t have anything else on so we accepted.

We pulled up to this place on the other side of town. I never came to the south side. I always heard the stories of people getting killed. In school they used to joke around about how you needed a knife to walk through this side of town. I glanced up at the building and I became slightly confused. I heard music and saw cars outside, but It didn't look like a club. It looked more like a warehouse. The outside was peeling paint, and rust littered the street from the tin roof deteriorating. Rory had never taken me here before, and I became nervous.