Welcome, Delta!

"Hey," I said to Elise. We had been a pronounced couple since high school and we were attending college together. "How was your day?"

"Same as all the rest," She replied, a bit of hatred in her voice. I can understand why. Many people have made fun of her saying, "You don't deserve him. Just give up, you two won't be together for long." And the worst of all, "Just kill yourself, you truly can die and nobody will miss you."

"Wanna talk about it?" I sighed, recalling on things they had also told me.

"What?" She said shooting an angry glare at me. I stepped back from her when I saw the look. "What is there to talk about! We've done this a thousand times Griffin, even when we lied about not dating each other in middle school!"

"Okay, I see your point." I say still a little frightened from what she had just said. She hadn't raised had raised her voice to me at all but every now and then, she would let all of her emotions out in our texts. "I just don't want to see you angry that's all."

"Alright, let's just get to our dorm first." She said, the fear leaving my body.

"Ok, let's go quickly before anyone spots us." And just when I said that.

"HEY, GRIFFIN!" A voice shouts from behind me.

I turn around with insane speed and lock on to who had projected the voice. It was JP and his gang. "Oh, shit. Run, Elise, just get away from here."

She looks at me, then JP and then nods. She turns and runs to her dorm like there's no tomorrow. I look back at JP, he had almost got to where I was standing. He was five and a half feet tall with light brown hair.

"What do you want?" I ask him, in a calm manner.

"Oh nothing," He says, but I knew he's lying. "I just want to see how two people act when they are completely different."

"We're not different, JP," I shoot back at him. "We're about the closest thing to soul mates. I honestly doubt you even who what that means."

He stopped where he was for a moment and just stared at me. "You know," he said grinning wider than I had ever seen him do before. "We have a new member on our, *ahem, team."

"Who would want to join you? They must have the same grade average as you." I sneer at him, knowing his grade average is just enough to keep him in Maryland University.

"Oh, hehehe, you just cut the wrong string." He said, hate had filled his voice, but that didn't make me scared or afraid. He turned toward the rest of his gang who were leaning against a wall smoking in the shadows about forty-five feet away, and whistled. They in unison dropped their smokes and stomp on them to put them out.

Then they step out into the open. What I saw, oh god, what I saw were kids that were beaten, attacked and extremely bulky. I took a step back at seeing the "new member." The dude must have been six and half to seven feet tall. He had biceps the size of footballs. I was about to turn and run before my pride stopped me. I would take on any odds and try my hardest to win right then and there.

"Oh, go ahead, back away and run to precious wittle girlfriend." He sneered. I shot him with daggers from my eyes within a millisecond of him saying that. Personally, he just fucked with the wrong guy.

"Oh, I didn't know you were so down you beat your on posse. I mean really, you think they could beat me in there state of injury?" I said not showing any fear, but instead a bit of hate and laughter.

"Oh no, they aren't the ones that are going to beat you up. They are witnesses to the great art I am about to create." Before I could retort or ask him what he was taking about, I felt a huge pain in my stomach and I fell backwards, blacking out of the spot.