Ms. Player Vs Mr. Player

Skeletons in the Floor

Alec (P.O.V.)

I was not expecting that at all. She is a good kisser too. 

As I thought about what happened, I absentmindedly touched my lips.

 The f**k? Did my balls just retract into my stomach or something?

While I was busy thinking about Alex and that kiss, I heard a chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" I stared at him..

"You were thinking about the kiss, weren't you? I know for a fact that I have been trying to call you for five minutes" he said amused.

"I-I am n-not thinking about that" I bent my head trying to hide my face.

"Yeah? The tent in your trousers says otherwise " he said smirking at me.

I blushed from embarrassment. I got up to leave.

"Not so fast you. You are suspended for two weeks for causing trouble. I have called your parents. Please have a seat" I sighed and sat down none the less.

I rolled my eyes.

"Do you know what school Alex is going to attend?"  I asked although he literally stated earlier where she was being transferred to. I almost facepalmed myself for being dumb.

Shawn raised an eyebrow.

"Why do you want to know, want to go finish what she started? Cause you know where she lives. I can give you a few con-"

Thank the lord my parents walked in at the same time. They looked calm. Maybe they both got laid or something.

"Hello, Mr. Black, I know you will be suspending Alec, but we will be transferring him to another school We are moving." My mother said.

I looked at her with widened eyes. I do that a lot, don’t I?

"Thank God, finally!!! Do you know what it is like to be forced to attend a school where there aren’t any females, I haven’t had s*x with yet?"

My parents gave me a disapproving look.

I shrugged.

"Okay I will need you to sign these papers to confirm your request" Shawn said handing them the papers.

He then reached under his desk and gave me a wrapped box. It was a freaking present. Things just got better, and people are leaving. First the kiss, now the present, this is just getting interesting.

After the papers were signed, I went home and began packing. Apparently, I am supposed to start school tomorrow, so we were leaving right away.

Five hours later

We finally arrived in New York. The name of my new hell hole is Varsity High. It was one of Alex's dad's schools. He was also the principal and headmaster.

I stepped out of the plane and got into the car my parents hired for me. When we got to the house, or should I say mansion, I immediately made my way to my new room to settle in. It really did not come as a surprise that my parents got the biggest house in the area. They hated small places; it is a good thing we had housekeepers. Imagine if they made me clean up after myself in this place.

Disastrous really.

I went straight up to my room. It was actually really beautiful. It had a large television mounted on the wall, and a great view. I packed my stuff and went to bed. I have chaos to create, and I need the energy for it.

Alex (P.O.V.)

Ever been so bored that you willingly hung out with your parents? I was honestly losing my mind. It has been a couple days since I left that school and now, I’m just at home with nothing to do. It is now Thursday night and I leave for New York on Monday. I was currently in the kitchen watching my mother make dinner while I continuously ate out of the plate of bacon she had set out on the countertop.

“Alex can you please stop eating all of the bacon? Your father needs to eat” She scolded.

“There are many things he needs to do and eating bacon is not one of them” I replied as I stuffed more bacon into my mouth.

“Continue doing that and you won’t get any bacon for dinner”.

“You know you always look prettier with your mouth shut.” With that I grabbed the entire plate of bacon and made my way to the room.

I need something to do.

Just then my phone rang, and the caller ID honestly made me smile.

“What’s up Nathan” I answered with a grin on my face.

I know exactly what he was calling me for.

“I got a fight for you tonight princess, what do you say?” He asked chuckling in the process.

I guess he can sense my excitement through the phone.

“Heck yes!”

I immediately got off my bed and changed into gym clothes. I got a fight tonight. It has been a while since I have gotten to smash someone’s head in.

I hopped into my car and drove downtown. I drown down an alley and got to the secret entrance. I knocked three times on the door and presented my wrist tattoo – represented my membership – at the peephole. The door opened and I was suddenly taken aback by all the memories I shared with Nathan and my brother here.

Before I could continue reminiscing, I was engulfed in a tight hug, almost knocking me off my feet.

“ALEXXXX, I missed you!” I heard Nathan shout into my ear.

“Not so loud, I need my ears to ignore people” I chuckled and hugged him back.

He released me and just stood there staring at me with a big grin on his face.

“What?” I asked suspiciously.

“Guess” he said.

I rolled my eyes.

“Tell me or I will leave” I said not wasting any time. I hated when people did that. Like just tell me.

“Okay fine. Party pooper, you are so lame. Tonight, some important people from the Red-Light gang. Maybe they might recruit you after they see you fight” his eyes lit up and he looked at me in excitement.

The Red-Light gang was an Italian gang that had power over a couple states in America and is also going international because they continuous make new allies everywhere they do. They are notorious for ammunition and drugs but most importantly, protecting their own. It is highly admirable and respectable, that is why when you get a chance to join them, you take it. Although they can be ruthless, if you play your role in the gang as you are supposed to, then they would have no problem.

“Maybe but you should know I’m leaving for New York on Monday. The parents got me going to a new school” I said, suddenly wishing I did not have to move.

Nathan inhaled deeply and gave me a stern look.

“I have anger problems and people keep trying me” I said sheepishly.

“Alright, let us get you in the ring. You are going to fight one of the Red-Light members” he said like it was not even a big deal.

I squealed and jumped up and down then proceeded to skip behind him as he made his way to the locker room.

There was not a lady’s room here, because really, I was the only female member of this club.

I walked into the locker room and placed my bag into a locker then made my way outside by the ring, where I saw a tall motherfucker warming up. His both arms were covered in tattoos and I notice the Red-Light gang tattoo behind his ear.

So that is who I’m fighting tonight. Great.

I was currently in a black tank top and red basketball shorts. Who knew I’d be representing tonight?

I chuckled and stepped into the ring.

A crowd began to gather around the ring, and I noticed people starting to place their bets. I snickered. They were all betting on the wrong person. Tall, dark and ugly over there.

“What’s so funny princess” he asked me.

It was then I realized that I was just standing in the ring laughing by myself. I must look like a crackhead.

“First of all, do not call me princess. I am a queen. Second, I am funny, so I tend to do that from time to time” I responded, toying with him a little

“A stand-up comedian aye. Well, I think the circus is that way. You’re in the wrong place…princess”.

This asshole.

I will show him circus when he starts to see colors in his head.

“Are you really going to trash tell me or fight like a real man? Let us leave the cat fight for someone on your level because I can’t stoop that low, I’m afraid” I smirked and watched his face as it got red.

Tsk tsk tsk

And I am the one with anger issues.

He charged at me full force swung his fist to hit me. I ducked and walked around him unfazed. He charged at me again with the same move, gaining the same response. I chuckled and motioned for him to come at me. He literally huffed and I got bored of waiting for him to start fighting so I swing my legs and hit behind his knee, making his legs buckle, causing him to fall. As he fell, I straddled him and began to punch him repeatedly in his face. By the time I was done his nose was squirting blood and I can hear the crowd cheering me on.

I missed this.

In my moment of pondering, he flipped up over so that he was on top and he hit me on my jaw.

Ouch.

“Are we going to f**k or what?” I asked, smirking at him as I leaned forward and pecked him on the lips before I raised my knee and slammed it onto his crotch. Poor guy.

Oh well.

I dropped to the ground holding his manhood as I walked around the ring waiting for him to get up.

The referee, A.K.A, Nathan, began the countdown and sure enough I won.

No surprise there.

Nathan lifted my arm in the air and declared me the winner as the crowd cheered while some exited the gym in anger because they just lost a lot of money.

“Dude you just got owned by a girl” I heard a voice say, followed by loud obnoxious laughter.

I look at the guy on the ground still and noticed that he had an entourage around him. One guy stood out.

He seemed calm and collected but stern, quiet and dangerous. He just gave off that vibe.

“The name is Angelo Francesco” he held his hand out for a handshake.

I took it and introduced myself.

“Alex Black”

“Cool name” he said offering me a smile.

“I know” I smiled back, making eye contact.

“Y’all gonna f**k or…” Nathan asked rolling his eyes.

“He wishes” I said, as I grabbed my money and made my way to the exit without even saying goodbye to anyone.

Who needs manners when you look and feel as dangerous as me?

Alec (P.O.V.)

The next day...

I woke up feeling alert and well rested. I got off my bed and walked into the closet when I spotted something. I took a closer look and saw it was the present from Shawn. I took it and opened it. When I saw what it was, I rolled my eyes.

It was filled with condoms.

Freaking condoms.

I mean come on. It is YOUR niece here.

Anyway, I left it there and I picked out my outfit. I decided on black jeans, a white V-neck and my leather jacket. My sexiness is cliché I know. I laid my clothes on the bed and took a shower.

After I got dressed, I grabbed my car keys and left for school. When I arrived, I smiled like a kid on Christmas day.

This school was not any different. Although the level of slut was more subtle, it was still there, and I could not be any happier.

 I took in all the girls who were trying to shorten their skirts and fix their cleavage at the sight of my car. I revved my engine and parked into my spot. I stepped out of my Ferrari and smirked when I saw all the girls pull their tops down. Typical. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Oh, this is going to be sweet.

UNKNOWN (P.O.V.)

She looks so familiar, but it cannot be. There is no way this is the same person. It is impossible. I need to investigate this further. If it is who I think it is then we have a problem.

FUCK!

“Boss, I got the documents you asked for”.

“Rest them on my desk. I have another task for you. Find out what you can about Alex Black and I want a tail on her from now on.” I commanded and walked out.

Time to pay Richard Black a visit.

Alex (P.O.V.)

As soon as I got home, I fled to the shower. I honestly felt so sweaty and disgusting. When I got done getting cleaned up, I took my earnings for the night and shoved it into a hole in my mattress.

What?

Smart people do not use banks.

I suddenly heard the doorbell ring, and I checked the time. Who in their right mind is coming over at eleven O’clock at night?

I checked the camera footage on my phone to see two men, dressed in black suits standing by the door, waiting for someone to open it. The fact that they got pass the security by the gate meant that my parents were expecting them.

Hmm. I have never seen them before.

Me, being the amazing detective that I am, I grabbed the plate that had bacon in it, and I made my way to the kitchen. When I got downstairs, and was in the kitchen, scrubbing one plate for what seemed like eternity, the two men walked in with my father.

“Since when did you do the dishes” my father asked, raising an eyebrow at me

Since I want to snoop, and this is the only excuse I can come up with to be downstairs at this hour. I thought.

Instead, I smiled back and shrugged.

“Gentlemen, let us take this to my office” with that they followed my father into his office, and I heard the lock on the door click.

I immediately dropped the plate in the sink, and sped tip-toed to my father’s office. I put my ear on the door and tried my best to listen to what they were saying.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. There is no way he is alive. I made sure of it.”

Who is alive?

Before I could get caught, I made my way back upstairs in utter confusion. I wonder what is going on. 

For the rest of the night, I just could not get my mind off what I heard downstairs. No wonder why it is bad to snoop. Now I need to know more.

It was about, midnight now and my parents were asleep. I quietly opened my door and made my way to my father’s office. Making sure to be as quiet and stealth as I did so.

When I finally got to his office, I immediately locked the door behind me and began to go through the papers on the desk in front of me. There was nothing interesting there.

I sighed.

Maybe it is nothing.

I sat in the chair and just swung myself around. This is why I do not own a swivel chair.

You know what would be crazy? If this desk actually had a fake bottom that was actually a hiding spot for stuff.

As the thought popped into my head, I jumped off the chair and checked under the desk. Nothing.

Damn.

Disappointed.

I sighed, put the chair back where I found it, and hopped my way to the door. As I did so I heard something echo below me. I traced my steps and heard it again. How odd.

I lifted the rug by the desk and saw a latch.

A hidden basement! AHAH!

I pulled on it, but it did not budge. Damn. It is locked.

It is a good thing I am not the most obedient and might have escaped from handcuffs a couple of times.

I took the bobby pin out of my hair and attempted to pick the lock. When I did pick it but I did manage to break it.

Shit.

I pulled on the latch nonetheless and what I saw could not be any more of a surprise because my mouth flew open, and I almost screamed.

There were pictures of my brother’s bloodied body. His arm was broken, he had gashes in his face and his eyes were open. They were just blank. I shut the door to the secret compartment and ran upstairs. What the actual f**k?

What the f**k did I just witness?

Why does he have those pictures?

Am I in danger?

Oh my God, did he kill Kyle?!

I had so many questions, I grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels and chugged it. This cannot be real.