The Stubborn One

I’m Ella Anderson and this is my story. I’m 18 years old, I have long beach wavy blond hair, dark brown eyes and light skin. I’m daughter of Oliver and Mila Anderson, though not their biological daughter they have never looked at me as anything less than their own and gave me so much love and I’ll forever be thankful god picked them to be my parents. My dad Oliver Anderson is the current leader of the Bloody Devils however as soon as I finish my training dad will step down and I will step up. Most heirs to the throne of a gang do training before stepping up, everyone of them trains however the training is when the person who you are stepping up to teaches you everything and then you go to an ally gang that will also train you and when you come back home you are ready to step up, the point of the training is to one bring the gangs closer, two teach the heirs everything they need to know from different point of views and three the heirs get as much experience as possible so they know how to improve their gang. Not being my dads actual biological child can bring me a couple of headaches because many people believe that only a family member by blood should ever step up to keep up the bloodline so since I’m not my parents biological child people think they have the right to underestimate me. People also think they can underground me in the race track, as many say woman can’t drive. I started race driving learning when I was 4 years old as my parents signed me up because of my love for racing and because they wanted me to learn how to race safely and not in some back road behind their backs, their plan was a good plan but now I race in an even more dangerous place, the underground, and I have been racing there for the past 2 years. Underground illegal racing is extremely dangerous and when I was only 16 I was invited there to race as the people underground did not believe my skills on racing and wanted to try humiliate me and prove me weak however I proved them wrong and won the race won every single other race I participated in too. When I went there to race I was only planning on doing it once however when I felt the rush of the danger the thought of not knowing what could happen next I came back again and again for 2 years. It’s a dangerous addiction. I moved out from my parents house when I turned 18 not become of any problem or argument with them, I actually go home a lot especially because of my little 2 year old brother whom I want to make sure to always be there for. I love little cutie pie Ethan, since Ethan is so small still he is always sleeping so I could never have my friends over too late because when we are together we are extremely loud and could probably wake up the dead. When I moved out I moved to an apartment and my two best friends moved in with me. My best friends are my dads best friends kids, Jack is my dads best friend and right hand and his daughters are my best friends and will be my right hands as they decide to share the position. Allison is 19 and Lizzie is 18 both of the girls could really pass as twins if Allison didn’t have her mums brown hair and was slightly taller because everything else about them is the same, from their hazel eyes to their freckles. Allison is more crazy and Lizzie is more more responsible but still crazy. My best friends have never missed one of my underground races and right now they are getting ready to cheer me on as I’m getting into my brand new customised sports car that dad got me when I turned 18 and I haven’t yet had the chance to race with it.