Chapter 12: Beggar

We've been at the Clubhouse for an hour. Bull, Knight and Venus have since moved to the kitchen for half that time, preparing food. Chadley, Storm, Spade and Texas are setting the 24-seater black wood dining table I'm currently seated by.

Where are the others? I'm not sure. I'm just glad we got here, finally.

I haven't met the president yet, but Storm was kind enough to introduce me to the others.

I'm good with names so I caught on quickly which earned me some points from the guys.

The girls seem harder to crack, they haven't uttered much to me since we met.

I think it's because of Wisp. I'm hoping they'll change their minds. I wasn't talking smack when I said I don't want any problems.

What I'm hoping these biker girls would figure out soon is, I don't want a man more.

“Yo girly girl, you want steak or sausage.” My head snaps up to see who's talking and to who. It's Knight and he’s talking to me.

I pull my hoody down. Knowing it's rude to keep it on any longer.