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"Good morning, poppet~! It's time to get up~!" Oliver said, cheerfully as he turned the lights on in your room.
"You opened your eyes as you sat up and yawned, "Good morning daddy."
"Get ready now~ Your breakfast is ready~" your dad said as he went down stairs.
You yawned ones more before getting up and doing your morning routine. And after you wear your school uniform and eat your breakfast your uncle, Francois, drop you off to school.
You really hated your school. Especially when it comes to those rumors. Those rumors were only about your family. Rumors about how your uncle is a mafia boss. Rumors about how your two older brothers were involved in many crimes. And even rumors about how your dad being a psychopathic killer. All this makes you angry even though if it is true, they still don't have the rights to talk like that to your family. The whole school, from kindergarten to high school, knew about the rumors. Some even told you that you should run away from your family but you refused. And whenever someone talks bad about your family, you ended up arguing with them. And because of all this, you don't really have friends. Even the transferred students. You don't know why but your family loves you and takes care of you no matter what. You even didn't tell them about the rumors.
You arrived at your school, saying your goodbyes to your uncle and went to your classroom. After sometime, the bell rang and everyone came to class.
"Good morning everyone!" your class teacher, Miss Ashley, said as she enters the class with 5 boys.
"Good morning, Miss Ashley!" the students sang.
"Now everyone. I'd like you all to meet the transferred students." Miss Ashley smiled then looked at the boys, "Boys. Please introduce yourselves."
"I'm Jack Sebastian." the black haired boy said. He has black eyes, leaving his black messy hair fall on them.
"Randy Harold." the boy next to Jack said, quietly but loud enough for everyone to hear. He has blonde hair and blue eyes that looked emotionless.
"Simon Bryan." the boy with black hair and blue eyes said.
"Timmy Bryan." he pointed at Simon, "This idiot is my twin brother."
"Hey!" Simon yelled at his twin.
"I'm James Henry!" The last boy told. He has red hair and red eyes.
Something about him makes you feel uneasy.
~~~Timeskip to recess~~~
You watched everyone run out of the class as you took out your lunchbox and started eating your cupcakes that your dad made for you. While eating, you spotted the 5 group approaching towards you.
"Hey girly~ What's your name?" James asked as he sat beside you. The other 4 stood infront of you.
"[y/n]." you said, not looking at them.
"[y/n]? You mean the girl who lives with killers?" James laughed with his friends.
You felt hurt at his words yet angry but you didn't show it. You just took a bite of your last cupcake.
The boys stopped laughing but James looked at you angrily, "LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING!" James yelled, as he slapped the cupcake out of your hand.
"HEY! MY DAD MADE THOSE!" you stood up.
Now their pissing you off.
"Aw~ Her dad made those~ What happened to your mother? Did he kill her-" he was cut of by your punch.
The boys stood there, shocked but grabbed your arms right before you were going to punch him again.
"Oh hell no!" James slapped you hard, leaving a red mark, then laughed, "Check her pocket boys!"
The group checked your pocket and managed to find your ice cream money. They dropped you as they walk away laughing.
You stood their wondering what just happened. It all went fast. You hold your tears back before grabbing your lunchbox and ran to your schoolbag. You left the school, on your way home but stopped half way. You thought for a while then started crying.
"[y/n]?" you heard a voice from behind. When you turned around, you saw two of your brothers, Allen and Matthieu.
"[y/n], why are you crying?" Matthieu asked.
"I-I'm not c-crying!" you wiped your tears.
Allen kneeled down to your height, "You can tell us."
You hugged him as you cried loudly on his shoulder.
Now your brothers were worried.
You spend the reminding day with your brothers. Hunting down poachers, playing baseball, eating ice cream and looking around parts of the city that you didn't heard of. You were having fun.
You fell asleep during the ride back home. Allen and Matthieu told Oliver what had happened and you were put to bed.
To Be Continued~
"You opened your eyes as you sat up and yawned, "Good morning daddy."
"Get ready now~ Your breakfast is ready~" your dad said as he went down stairs.
You yawned ones more before getting up and doing your morning routine. And after you wear your school uniform and eat your breakfast your uncle, Francois, drop you off to school.
You really hated your school. Especially when it comes to those rumors. Those rumors were only about your family. Rumors about how your uncle is a mafia boss. Rumors about how your two older brothers were involved in many crimes. And even rumors about how your dad being a psychopathic killer. All this makes you angry even though if it is true, they still don't have the rights to talk like that to your family. The whole school, from kindergarten to high school, knew about the rumors. Some even told you that you should run away from your family but you refused. And whenever someone talks bad about your family, you ended up arguing with them. And because of all this, you don't really have friends. Even the transferred students. You don't know why but your family loves you and takes care of you no matter what. You even didn't tell them about the rumors.
You arrived at your school, saying your goodbyes to your uncle and went to your classroom. After sometime, the bell rang and everyone came to class.
"Good morning everyone!" your class teacher, Miss Ashley, said as she enters the class with 5 boys.
"Good morning, Miss Ashley!" the students sang.
"Now everyone. I'd like you all to meet the transferred students." Miss Ashley smiled then looked at the boys, "Boys. Please introduce yourselves."
"I'm Jack Sebastian." the black haired boy said. He has black eyes, leaving his black messy hair fall on them.
"Randy Harold." the boy next to Jack said, quietly but loud enough for everyone to hear. He has blonde hair and blue eyes that looked emotionless.
"Simon Bryan." the boy with black hair and blue eyes said.
"Timmy Bryan." he pointed at Simon, "This idiot is my twin brother."
"Hey!" Simon yelled at his twin.
"I'm James Henry!" The last boy told. He has red hair and red eyes.
Something about him makes you feel uneasy.
~~~Timeskip to recess~~~
You watched everyone run out of the class as you took out your lunchbox and started eating your cupcakes that your dad made for you. While eating, you spotted the 5 group approaching towards you.
"Hey girly~ What's your name?" James asked as he sat beside you. The other 4 stood infront of you.
"[y/n]." you said, not looking at them.
"[y/n]? You mean the girl who lives with killers?" James laughed with his friends.
You felt hurt at his words yet angry but you didn't show it. You just took a bite of your last cupcake.
The boys stopped laughing but James looked at you angrily, "LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING!" James yelled, as he slapped the cupcake out of your hand.
"HEY! MY DAD MADE THOSE!" you stood up.
Now their pissing you off.
"Aw~ Her dad made those~ What happened to your mother? Did he kill her-" he was cut of by your punch.
The boys stood there, shocked but grabbed your arms right before you were going to punch him again.
"Oh hell no!" James slapped you hard, leaving a red mark, then laughed, "Check her pocket boys!"
The group checked your pocket and managed to find your ice cream money. They dropped you as they walk away laughing.
You stood their wondering what just happened. It all went fast. You hold your tears back before grabbing your lunchbox and ran to your schoolbag. You left the school, on your way home but stopped half way. You thought for a while then started crying.
"[y/n]?" you heard a voice from behind. When you turned around, you saw two of your brothers, Allen and Matthieu.
"[y/n], why are you crying?" Matthieu asked.
"I-I'm not c-crying!" you wiped your tears.
Allen kneeled down to your height, "You can tell us."
You hugged him as you cried loudly on his shoulder.
Now your brothers were worried.
You spend the reminding day with your brothers. Hunting down poachers, playing baseball, eating ice cream and looking around parts of the city that you didn't heard of. You were having fun.
You fell asleep during the ride back home. Allen and Matthieu told Oliver what had happened and you were put to bed.
To Be Continued~
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And also the plot belongs to me~!
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And also the plot belongs to me~!
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