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to work at a local nursing home. She worked her ass off trying
to give us the best but once you’re in dangerous situations, it’s hard to get
out, almost impossible. In the end, we were able to move out of the crack head
complex I had grown up in with my little sisters, but only to a slightly better
apartment a few blocks over. My mom was still working hard to get us further
out of the inner city, though. I had a lot of respect for my mom even though
she had put me through a lot of hardships. At least she was around. Unlike my
father, who had split as soon as he found out my mom was having a baby. I had
no idea who he even was. I could have walked by him on the street tomorrow and
never known it.
    Anyway, once we
were in our new neighborhood, I was left alone more.
    It was safer and
more stable: fewer people around willing to sell their soul for something shiny
and new.
    But I didn’t care
about other people selling their soul. I was only worried about my soul and the
souls of my family. That was why I had busted my ass in high school to get a
scholarship to attend the local university. Most kids in my school didn’t take
much serious. Our graduation rate was one of the lowest in the state, but I had
never wanted to be a victim. Never wanted to be a white trash welfare baby who
never made any money of her own, so I had busted my butt.
    Better for me to
keep my mouth shut and take everything about getting my diploma as serious as I
could. Someone who didn’t take school seriously, though, was Trigger. I never
saw him open a book, he barely listened in class, looking bored and like he
couldn’t be bothered with anything else about coming to school besides the fact
that he could flirt with girls.
    We were from
different worlds, him from the popular crowd, leading everyone, and filled with
power. Not just at school, but on the streets too. Me, from the handful of
losers who circled the halls lusting after him and his sexy friends, knowing
that after high school I would never be in contact with someone that perfect
again.
    Which is why I was
surprised to see him on my first day of college.
    But there he was
when I opened the door and headed into my first class of the day.
    Sitting in the
back row like it made perfect sense.
    I felt my heart
start to quicken in my chest at the sight of him. Dressed in black jeans and a
white t-shirt, his signature leather jacket across his back, just like the last
time I had seen him, on the last day of my senior year. The only difference was
that he looked even more handsome in just a few short months if that was
possible.
    I forced myself to
take my eyes off of him, picking a seat in the very front of the room. I busied
myself taking my notebooks and books out of my old bookbag, trying to make
sense out of what the hell he could be doing there.
    I knew he wouldn’t
remember me. We had never even talked in high school. Still, something about
him being there bothered me. It hadn’t felt right. I had spent the bus ride
over here thinking about how college was a fresh start for me. No one here knew
me; no one knew where I was from, or about my family drama. I wasn’t the same
shy girl no one looked at twice; I could be anyone I wanted.
    Him being there
threatened all that. It reminded me of my real life that was only a short bus
ride away. What was he doing here anyway? He never even paid attention in
school, as far as I knew he hadn’t even graduated, how could he be in college?
    From what I knew
about his family, I doubted they would have been too thrilled about Trigger
being there. He had two older brothers who ran a powerful motorcycle club and
Trigger was next in line to join the committee. They demanded respect by any
means possible. That meant guns, drugs, and intimidating other people by any
means necessary is how the Ford brothers rolled. Just like the rest of the
Blazing Devils. They weren’t the kind of guys you wanted to mess with.
    They were all
pretty secretive about their