Hi everyone! So, this is the first fanfic I'm posting, if there are any mistakes, suggestions, or criticisms you have, then tell me, but please be nice about it. I have very low self esteem, now I must do the disclaimer, but I will do this on this first chapter only. Take it away Ari!
Ari: "Fine!" groaning noises "Aris doesn't own any thing except me, so please don't sue her, the real credits go to the group of writers under the pseudo name, Erin Watt. Enjoy..."
"Ari, you're wanted in the principal's office," Mr. Gunsul told me before I sat in my seat in his Human Anatomy classroom.
I swung my bag to my left shoulder, "I wonder, why?" I mumbled to myself as I turned towards the front office. I couldn't be called up for any trouble, I'm an honor student with a 3.9 GPA, maybe they found that I didn't indeed live within the school boundaries. Damn, that means having to switch schools again. I took a sudden halt and stood at the entrance leading to the office, what if Mr. Thompson knew about Ella and I having no living parents? Now we're perfectly screwed.
Shaking off my worries, I step into the office and wave at the secretary. Unlike my sister, I am not on first-name basis with her, Ella tends to sleep in a great deal. Ella silently pointed towards the open blinds of Mr. Thompson's office. The man sitting adjacent to our principal was a man with dark chocolate hair, he had the air of superiority, like the men our mom would get paid by for sex and/or the acts of a girlfriend. I clenched my jaw hard, I hated every man my mom clung to, I hate our mom as well. I don't miss her, we're better off without her, but I don't say it to Ella since she loved our mom. That's only because I didn't let her know the truth to all of mom's 'boyfriends'.
For a second, I wondered if he was our dad, but he didn't have blonde hair like us. Our mom told us we were blonde because of our father, I had dyed my hair a light shade of brown for that very reason. I can't change my blue eyes but it was fine. So, then he isn't our father, who was he? Child Services? Police officer? I kept pondering the identity of the man in the office.
Clean, black dress shoes came into my puerperal view, startling me, I must have spaced off because the principal was now waiting for me to get my ass into his office with my sister. Once inside, Mr. Thompson closes the door and blinds shut. Crap, that can't be any good signs.
"Ms. Harper, may you both sit down?" He points to the chairs next to the mystery man that were currently vacant. Ella crossed her arms and gave them her 'hell would freeze before I do it' look. I rolled my eyes at her childishness, instead of arguing I sat in the seat closest to the mystery man. You should always know when is the time to fight and when to listen. The principal sighed and sat in his own luxurious seat when he found Ella's stubborn face. Papers were handed to me, since I was genuinely sitting down. "This is Callum Royal," he pauses meaning he's looking for a reaction, but I don't know him personally, I have heard his name somewhere though.
Unconsciously my eyebrows furrow together and my thumbnail is placed between my lips, a habit I get when I concentrate on a problem. I hadn't heard anything among the people around me, that was before I felt the intense stare from Mr. Royal.
"Sorry, I started thinking, it's a pleasure meeting you Mr. Royal." Before he could say anything I spoke again, "It's not every day you meet the CEO of Atlantic Aviation."
He looked shocked, as if it was impressive of me to know who he is, "You act just like him too, please, call me Callum." He brought out his hand, it appears Mr. Roy- Callum, didn't do his research on us. I have it on my school record, so it's not a secret.
"Did you not get that information? I don't touch people, it's the germs you know?" That was complete bullshit, but I'm not going to spill my guts to anyone. He dropped his hand to his sides where they dangled awkwardly, showing how nervous and guilty he felt for not knowing. "Now, I'll be straight forward here, Mr. Royal has documents on our supposed deceased parents and claiming him as our rightful guardian." I look to everyone to see if I had their attention, I did, good.
"Mr. Thompson, did you ever wonder how Ella and I got our mother's signature for the registration forms? We have never seen this man in our lives, as noted from the surprised look on his face when I greeted him, then how can you be sure these documents are legitimate? He could have forged these." I was met with shocked faces, most likely from my calm tone instead of the actual questions. Even Ella was shocked, I mentally sighed, how did she not know by now? I was her older twin, I was going to care for her not our dead mom, not our nonexistent dad, or this mysterious stranger claiming to be our guardian.
"These papers are all in order. You know me and you know my family. I wouldn't be here presenting this to you if it were not the truth. What would be the reason?" Callum objected.
"There are a lot of perverts in this world," Ella said snidely. "They have lots of reasons to make up stories." I glare at her, she couldn't keep her sassy mouth shut and leave it to me? Nothing would give me more pleasure than to bang my head on the wooden table in front of me.
"Ella, that's enough. Mr. Royal, this is a surprise to all of us. Once we contact Ella's mother, we can clear this all up." Mr. Thompson stated in a nervous manor. I looked at Ella and mentally told her to go, that I would meet her at the nearest bus station. It was our usual routine, especially when we were with our mom.
Callum renewed his argument about how important he is and how a Royal wouldn't tell a lie, Mr. Thompson attempted in calming the man, and I sat there looking for any loopholes in the document. It took a decent fifty minutes for Callum to notice Ella's lack of presence, "Where did your sister go?" I gave him an innocent look and shrugged my shoulders. He groaned in frustration, after another hour of debating it seems that Callum won, he lead me to a fancy car but it's expected when you're the CEO of a multibillion company.
The inside of the car contained almost too clean leather seats, when the car started on its way to who-knows-where, I took out a book from my bag. Before I even had a chance to open it, Callum starts talking to me, "Are you telling me the truth about not knowing your sister's where about?"
"Look, I'm not going to tell you but I don't like lying, I know where Ella is but I need to give her the chance to run."
"Why didn't you go with her?"
"To buy her extra time, you wouldn't have gotten that far into the argument with Mr. Thompson if both girls were gone, she thinks I'm meeting her somewhere but I'm not. I'm the older twin, I take care of her, not the other way around. I will always sacrifice everything for her, she's the only family I ever had, and if I have to go and live with you then so be it." I opened my book leaving him to mull over my words, it took longer than I thought, half an hour of silence until it broke.
"I've got five sons. They rely on each other, look up to the oldest two, but I can't say either are good examples to follow. I'm sorry about your parents, Arista-"
"Stop right there, no one uses that name, ever." I exaggerate my last word, "That name was given to me by my mom, I go by Ari, only Ari. I don't give one damn about my mom or dad, she wasn't even a real parent and whoever my dad is, is just a sperm donor. That's it." Callum had a very confused face when he heard me speak menacingly in such a placid manor. We were placed in a dull silence once more, and before I could finished the fifteenth chapter, my eyes succumbed to gravity and fell shut. I only hoped that Ella made it out of town already, if she didn't, then damn this universe and its goal to keep me miserable.