Chapter 28: The Scoff

Somehow I had got my body in a very undesirable position. My neck was basically laying on my shoulder, my left arm miraculously went under my back and don't even get me started on my legs.

As soon as I stepped out of my comfy bed, I fell to the floor since my legs were so weak from being in the position they were in. I finally found my balance and wobbled over to my closet and then to my bathroom. Once I finally got ahold of my legs, I did my routine but since we had this little 'prank' going on, I tweaked it a bit. After making myself look like Heather Chandler I very carefully walked down the stairs.

Breakfast was unusually tense. I don't see a reason why it was to be tense though, I mean sure our rival school who we apparently hated had just moved in with us, but I don't think that it has to be tense at the house? Right?

"So uh, what are you doing today Caden?" I asked to possibly make it less tense and try to start some sort of conversation.

"Nothing." Was all he replied.

I tried a few more times at conversation with the others but I gave up when I saw they weren't going to give me more than a three word answer. How rude.

Once we stepped out of the car and into the school morning air, our mirage set in. Me acting confident, my brothers acting as if they were on top of the world and the school following us blindly, not caring about their reputation.

James threw the doors open and we walked in. Heads held high, we stopped by my locker and made meaningless chatter. I giggled as I twirled my hair around my fingers  the first bell rang and I told my brothers I would see them again at lunch.

My teachers weren't being their usual self. They treated me like I had power over them. Lots of it. Except for my geography teacher.

"Okay class, today we are going to do a new technique I found. Everyone circle around the edge of the class and make no noise. Understood?" Our Geography teacher said.

The class did as they were told and we moved to the edge. I really hadn't been paying any attention the past few days so I used this as my advantage to scout out the 'new kids'. I recognized the kids who were vandalizing the school including Donavon. I wonder why he's always with them. He sat with them at lunch, he's in their class, how much more time does he spend with them?

He caught me staring and I quickly looked away. Probably not the best choice for our predicament right now. I saw the teacher rearranging the desks. Oh great.

"So class, we are going to try something new. Since we have some visitors I have noticed tension in the air. For the rest of the time they are here we will be in pods. Got it?" He said, his voice holding a 'no argument' tone.

The class  grumbled and some even groaned in response but I was too busy cowering internally. If you haven't guessed I hate being around people. I hate it. Being around people remind me of Carl. I hate Carl. So when Mr. Procment said we were in 'pods' I was freaking out.

He arranged the tables to his liking and held out a sheet of paper to read from. I'm going to be honest here, sometimes I think he's lying about his age and he's really 91 years old. It would make so much more sense.

Everyone sat, some lucky enough to be sat with or at least close to a friend. It seems like he put no less than one person from Florian High at a pod. When he called my name I was mortified. Well on the inside at least.

I was at one of the rare tables that had three Florian High students. They instantly over powered me. Sure I had one other student from my school but she was a nutty, airhead girl who was overly obsessed with my brothers. And to add to my less than ideal situation, Donavon sat at my table. Yay for me.

I sat down, smoothed out my skirt, and tried to pay attention to Mr. Procment. After class was over I immediately stood up and walked to my locker. Language Arts and then lunch. I stealthy stuffed a note into Audrey's locker, telling her to talk to me during lunch in the bathroom.

Language Arts went as usual. Half of the time she was teaching and the other half we were supposed to be working but talking instead. Well I was working the others were talking.

Lunch finally came around and I met up with Audrey. "So I got your note. What is it?"

I sighed. "Today is not my day." I said bluntly.

She gave me a look that said 'did you really just ask me if the sky is blue?' "Girl, I am not skipping my lunch just so you can say your day was bad."

My hands rubbed down my face and I groaned. "No that's not what I meant. I meant that in Mr. Procment's class, he has assigned 'pods',"

I made quotation marks with my fingers, "and that means a table and you know how much I hate tables with more than three people! And the worst part, can you guess who I got sat with? Hmm?"

She crossed her arms. "Who did you get sat with?"

"Three other kids from Florian High! Three! He might as well commit homicide!" I yelled.

"Look, I know Procment is a bitch but that doesn't mean you're going to die. Now if you excuse me, I have some food waiting for me."

I scrunched my eyes in discontent at her. "Okay fine. Do you want me to walk out first or you?" She walked out with a wave and I counted to two-hundred before walking out behind her.

When my plate was full of food I walked- no strutted- to my table. I passed the table where the Florian High students were. Some boy thought it was acceptable to smack my butt. He smacked it so hard it made a noise.

I stopped mid step. I gulped and turned around. What I saw was an immature boy who wanted to start a fight. To keep my family's reputation intact and this prank, I pushed down the thoughts of Carls friends. It took all my willpower to not just lay down and cradle myself.

In an instant I saw James and Jesse before me. James had the kid pressed up against the wall and Jesse was giving him a look that made Cillian Murphy take a run for his money.

All of my family's trusted friends swarmed in front of me and Audrey came up and ran to me.

"What the hell man?" The boy demanded.

My head swiveled around and I saw Donavon stand and was yelling at James. How? How can he defend him when he did something like that? I didn't ask for it. Why should he have that right?

I couldn't bear to look at him so I didn't. Instead I looked at Ian. He was also yelling at the boy.

When I got past the initial shock and flashbacks I listened to what my brother was saying. "-ou bitch! What the hell made you think you could get away with that? Huh? Huh!" James yelled while continuing to shove his body harshly against the locker.

"I don't know man! It was a dare! A dare!"

"That doesn't give you any freaking reason to touch her!" Ian yelled.

Five minutes of banging and shoving a teacher finally came. She pulled my brother off of him and the boy fell limply to the floor. "What the hell is going on here?!" She yelled. "Never mind! I don't want to know. You," she pointed to a student, "take him to the infirmary. And you," she jabbed at James, "you march straight to the principals office. Now."

Who knew a smack on the butt could lead to so much violence.

After James stomped to the principals office and the boy was dragged to the infirmary, the commotion eventually died down but there was one thing that didn't, rumors.

In fact that impediment took up like 3/4 of my lunch! I'm not complaining but still! If only there were a solution to my food waste. Oh wait there is. Here trashy, trashy, trashy!

The bell rang indicating we needed to rush to our lockers to get our books. My walk must've looked like I was half drunk. I mean I was stumbling all over the place. Well technically no one could see it but my vision looked like I was stumbling across the hallway floor.

My hands were full of books but instead of going to class, I went to that one dark hallway that every school has. Polist High, (A/N don't come at me I forgot and can't find if I put the name of their school so for now on it's Polist High), was like any ordinary private school. It had bullies, nerds, those kids who haven't been virgins since 8th grade and of course, a dark hallway.

Thump. The sound of my butt hitting the glossy floor ricocheted across the hallway. Before I could break down I heard a shoes squeak.

"Who's there?" I asked.

Squeaking of shoes was all I had in response. "Seriously who's there? Jesse this is not a funny time for your pranks!"

"It's not your bone-headed brother. It's me." A all too familiar voice said.

I chuckled a humorlessly. "Of course it's you. Who the hell else could it be?"

Donavon looked down at me. "You are so much like them. So much hate and anger runs through your veins. A hypocrite. That's what you are." He said with little emotion in his voice. To be honest he kinda sounded like Klaus Mikelson.

"What are you talking about? Why are you talking to me? And a hypocrite? If I am anything a hypocrite is certainly not one of them." I said, quite offended.

He scoffed. "Of course you are! You are all the same! You told me that day that you didn't have your whole life on a sliver platter. What was that display in the cafeteria today? You're just like the rest of them!"

"I am not! You want to know something?", in three seconds I was about to reveal my darkest secrets and ruin everything that I have built. Just because someone thought I was a spoiled rich kid, "Never mind. A boy like you would never understand and I would never expect you to understand. Leave me alone or I'll-"

"You'll what? You'll call your brothers on me? Newsflash princess: the world doesn't revolve around y-"

"Lidia! Oh Lidia there you are. The school called Luke and Luke called-", Jesse stopped mid sentence and looked up and down at Donavon, " I'm sorry but who are you? Actually I don't care. Leave now."

"See, just like them." He called out, walking backwards.

"Jesus Christ. Who died and made him King Cranky? Anywho back to my story; Luke called Caden and so Caden is on the phone with Luke and they're in the principals office and you know what this means?", I shook my head no, "This means we get to leave school early although I see you weren't even going to attend it."

I shook my head and began to walk. "Did you see the loo-" Jesse launched into his full detail description of what happened to the kid even though I was the whole reason it started.

Almost immediately when we arrived Caden was walking out of the office and grabbed James by the collar of his shirt. He directed us to his car. "Wait my ca-" Jesse began to protest.

We arrived at his car but instead of going into it he stood outside of it. "What the hell were you thinking?! You could've killed him! What would we do then! You would be known as a killer and", his voice cracked, "and you know I couldn't get you out of this one."

"We-" James started to protest. "No! Do you know how much trouble you have put me in? You better start doing planning my funeral 'cause Luke is going to kill me!"

As Caden took a deep breath to begin to rant again I interrupted. "This was not James's fault!" I yelled.

Caden glared over at me but I wasn't about to cower down. "Excuse me?" Caden said menacingly.

"This isn't James's or Jesse's fault. If anything it's mine- wait actually no it isn't mine. It's that kid who smacked my butt. This whole mess is because of that kid who decided today was the right day to piss off the White Twins."

Cadens glare was long gone and his mouth had hung open. It's weird to see one of my most serious brother, stunned. "I'm sorry, what? Someone smacked your butt?"

I nodded. "Yes, someone smacked my butt. So it was not his fault. In fact you would've done much, much worse."

Caden took a deep breath, as if calming down the blood racing hot in his veins. "Get in the car. I'll send someone to pick of your car." We did as he said. Unlike Jesse Caden surprisingly drove off fifteen seconds after everyone was buckled.

I got lost in my thoughts on the way home. I can't believe I just did that. I just stood up to Caden. I don't think I've stood up to an adult since- well since never. What a rush!

Before I knew it we were at the house and I was walking with a slouch, already tired of this prank. Can you even call it that at this point?

I stopped at the bottom of the stairs and gazed up at them. Deciding against going to my room I went outside to my treehouse and begun to read. This has to be one of the most tiring days in history.

So so so sorry for not posting! This chapter took me an incredible amount of time to make so I'm am soo sorry for that. Anyways I hope you like it and don't forget to vote, comment and obviously like :)