((okay, I can start.))
Rosa woke up that morning. Feeling werid, she shook it off just to be the cause of having a few drinks last night at one of the clubs. She blinked a few times. Then crawled out of bed. Showering then changing quickly. To a red shirt with bring yellow skinny jeans and blue converse, that were handed down from her cousin. She walked out of her room, that she shared with her younger brother. Rosa grabbed her backpack sticking a gun in the front pocket. Then headed to school. Meeting up with a couple guys from the gang, they surrounded her and made sure she was safe. As they walked. It was a rule in the gang, keep the woman safe, and yourself comes after them. She never knew why, but she kind of liked it. The rule had kept her alive until now, and you never predict the future around here, as it could change in a second. Rosa talked to one guy, Paco, in Spanish while the other two guys talked among themselves. Once to school, they climbed the steps and sat with the other members stationed by the doors hanging out. Rosa sat with her best friend, Isabel, watching the other guys. There were only a few more girls as it was hard to get into the gang if you were a girl. Rosa looked around curiously.