They Call Me Karma

Chapter Eighteen

Eric's Point Of View

"What the f**k?!" I yell.

Why is my house pink?!

Why is the front door covered in foil?!

And why the f**k can I see eggs through the windows?!

Currently, I just got home. Khloe and I are meeting up again in a couple of days. So when I was driving home casually, I found a bazillion police cars in front of my house.

I run out of the car and to the police. "What happened?" I ask.

"It seems K has gone one step to far." The officer says.

"We still have no lead to who K may be." Another officer says.

"Honestly I'm confused. Is K good or bad?" A third officer says.

"Bad, obviously." The second says.

"She get a drug dealer into prison and got abusive parents arrested. She seems to only be mad at people like Eric." The third says.

"What do you mean people like Eric?" I ask sarcastically.

"Teenage, popular seeking students." The detective says,

"You are here to investigate the scene, not insult the victim. So I suggest you actually do your job." I say getting pissed off.

"Aren't you supposed to be at school?" A familiar voice asks from behind me. I turn around to find my dad.

"So?" I ask. I honestly didn't give a flying f**k about this s**t right now. I may be a golden boy and loved by everyone but at the current moment I'm pissed.

"You have ten seconds to get into the car and drive to school or I won't get your egg filled room cleaned." He says.

"I will personally call the school if I have too." He adds.

I groaned and get in the car.

Ditch!

Your going to get in trouble.

Just ditch, you only have one more class left anyways.

Do you really want to starry a fight with your dad?

Do you what to see Stephanie's face?

You can see Alex and Sarah

Ditch!

There is no way I'm going back to school.

I took my chances and drove to an old restaurant. Parking my car, I exit it and walk inside the building.

A waitress was cleaning the counter, but stopped when I entered.

"Hello, can I take your order?" The waitress asks, as I sit down in a booth.

"Coffee, black." I say blankly, as I scroll through my messages.

The waitress was gone, because I heard her footsteps as she left, but I felt like someone is watching me.

"Can I help you?" I snap at the person, it was a guy that looked a bit older then me.

"No, but I can help you." He says in a low voice.

"And how can you do that?" I ask. He stands up and walks over to me.

"My name is Luke, and I might be able to solve that little problem you have with K."

"Is that so?" I say with a smirk. "And how do you know K?"

"Well, I was in Britain the other day. I was on my way back and bumped into K. We both dropped a folder and we ended up switching some papers, I managed to find her again but she refused to give me the papers. So offering you the option to take K down." Luke says.

"And how do you propose we do that?" I ask.

"Well I don't know yet. I might be able to get you a photo gang involves her. But of course I would need about one to three grand for my service." Luke says.

"I'll think it over."

Aria's Point Of View

"Yeah, an ombré. Top dark and bottom light." I tell the women in front of me.

"Okay." The women says.

Remember when I told Dukalin I wanted to dye my hair pink? Well I'm not.

I'm dying it blue.

The women started doing whatever it was she was doing.

RING RING

What are the odds! Dukalin is calling.

The women barely started, she was getting the equipment ready, so I answered the phone.

"Hey." I say.

"Are you actually doing it?!" He yells through the phone. The women chuckled.

"Doing what?" I ask innocently.

"Dying your hair!" He yells.

"Relax, I'm not going to dye it pink." I say.

"Give me Selena." He says.

"Who?" I ask confused.

"Right here." The women says.

"Just give the phone to her." Dukalin commands. I hand the phone to the women.

"Hello Dukalin." She says. What the f**k. Through the conversation the women just responded with simple and small answers. It was obvious That she knew Dukalin because she kept the answers short.

"Bye bye." The women says.

"And you are?" I ask.

"I'm Selena, sixth." She says. In our gang we had ranks. Dukalin being first obviously. The top five make the most important decisions.

"And you?" She asks me.

"Aria, second." I say and her eyes eyes instantly widen.

"How old are you?" She asks.

"18." I answer.

"And you're the second?!" She says loudly.

"Yup." I answer getting bored.

"But you're so young!" She says.

"Yes, Thank you for the comment." I say annoyed.

"Shall I continue or stop?" She asks, referring to Dukalin scream for me not to dye my hair.

Dukalin will be mad

Your wearing Nike shoes "Just Do It"!

You're only hurting yourself

Technically I'm a part of her and I'm not hurt so huh.

Your going to look weird

You're going to look flawless

It's going to be a pain to wash

Our middle name is pain.

No it's Ray, you i***t.

YOLO!

Only idiots say YOLO

Then you clearly have the word i***t mixed with adventurous.

I think it over and finally answer.

"Yes." I say and she gets to work.

Mostly I stayed on my phone and before I knew it, Selena says that she finished.

"Oh. My. God." I say in shock. It was amazing!

I payed Selena and made my way home.

"Not this again." I groan as I find Luke behind me.

"Hey sis." He says.

"Don't call me that." I hiss, as I continue walking.

"Woah. Just trying to make friends here." He says innocently.

"Unless you want to know what I'm really made off, I suggest you stay the f**k away from me at all times." I snap.

"You're asking for a lot." He says.

"I'm not asking, I'm saying." I answer.

"Well I'm not going to stay away from you." He says.

"Fine, then I'll stay away from you." I say.

"I've talked to Eric." He says making me stop dead in my tracks.

"And I should care why?" I ask annoyed.

"Because if you don't turn around and open your ears, he'll know that you're K." Luke threatens.

"Bullshit." I spat. "Like Eric's going to believe you."

"Oh, but he will. I took a picture of you egging his house. It wouldn't take long for you to end up in prison." He threatens.

"That's where you're wrong. You'd be in prison." I say.

"How so?" He asks with a smirk.

"It easy to get you in prison for everything you've done, JockStar." I say.

"How do you know that name?" He asks.

"You aren't the only one in this family that owned a PlayStation. By the way you have the worst username ever." I add.

"I suggest that you leave me alone, that is if you don't want to be in jail for the rest of your life." I say and walk away.

Luke's Point Of View

The little encounter with Aria was getting on my nerves.

Stupid leagues.

They're the reason I'm here in the first play.

I was playing in the soccer leagues in Britain. But of course, thy had to be pains in asses and kick me out on the street, because I committed a crime.

Blah. Blah. Blah.

As I continue walking the streets I find a local pup and decide to have a few drinks.

It didn't take long for me to become extremely close to getting drunk. So before I lost all focus I make my way out of the building.

I start debating where to go.

Just go back to the gang house and sleep.

No go and answer your questions!

It's been a long day just go the house.

If Aria isn't going to give you answers, then go and follow your curiosity!

Curiosity killed the cat, you i***t! Just go home and don't cause trouble your already on bad terms with the police!

Don't listen to that s**t! It's only one taxi drive away!

A big relaxing bed is only one taxi drive away too!

Yeah, but sleeping is going to get you no where!

Neither will your stupid idea!

Oh my god my brain! It's killing me!

I decide on following my curiosity. I call a cab and ask him to take me to the address. Of course after taking a couple of breath mints.

NEW YORK POLICE DEPARTMENT

"Can I help you?" The women behind the desk asks.

"I'm here to talk to Adam and Nicole Alins." I tell her keeping a soberish face.

Pepdi babedi boo!

And they were in front of me like magic!

It was amazing!

"Son?" My dad asks surprised.

"Yeah, it's me. Aria's a b***h. I hate her." I say randomly.

"We all do at the moment." My mom says.

"So how is life? Hope it's shrimp!" I say excitedly.

"Luke are you okay?" Dad asks.

"Just fine." I answer.

"When did you come back?" Dad asks.

"A few days ago." I say lazily.

"So How's the league?" Mom asks.

"Those sons of bitches I hate them. They kicked me out! Me!" I say frustrated.

"If you need a place to stay and money we can give you our house." Dad says.

"Nah! I'm fine. Doing amazing!" I say as I room starts to spin.

"Did you talk to Aria?" Someone asks.

"What?" I ask confused.

"Luke?" A voice says. I groan loudly and press my hands against the table.

Before I know it, I was out.