Chapter 1
Four male teens walk outside of school with girls drooling over them. The teens have a bored expression. Most girls look at them with dreamy eyes while some didn't pay no mind to them.
Two girl who was reading a history book look at the smart one in the group.
Brick Jojo.
He stands at 6'1, medium build and fair skin. Has small, plum lips, slightly crooked nose, and strong jaw line. Red eyes and dark red hair undercut and usually wear it in a short ponytail.
A group of cheerleaders giggled cutely at the player in the group, who smirk confidently.
Butch Jojo.
He stands at 6'3, athlete build body and light tan skin. Has plum lips, crooked nose, strong jaw line, high cheek bones, and a cut on his eyebrow. His thick, black hair is style in a faded, faux hawk. And have dark green eyes.
Girls stop what they were doing and blush at the bad boy of the group.
Mitch Mitchell.
He stands at 6'1, build body, and fair skin. Has small lips, high cheeks, straight nose, and a lip ring. His brown hair, that ombré from muddy brown to ashy brown that is style in a faded haircut. And have light, golden brown eyes.
School girl smile and waved at the shy, sweet boy of the group.
Boomer Jojo.
He stands at 6'1, lean build body, and small, pouty lips. Has dirty blonde curly hair and a straight nose. And dark blue eyes.
Butch and Mitch got in Butch's black Dodge 2013 Challenger and Brick and Boomer got in Brick's Dark cherry red 2014 Mustang. They all drove off and headed home.
As soon as the boys got home the smart, player, bad boy and shy,sweet boys act was gone and the boys show a side that no know except their parents.
Brick took off his glasses and sat them down on a table and pick up his bright red SnapBack and place it on his head. Brick could see perfectly without his 'glasses'; he does have 20/20 after all. He only wears them when he out in public to keep his act up.
Butch yawn loudly and sat lazily on the couch. Putting on the sports channel, he grab the candy he was eat this morning. Butch is far from a player, rumors about sleeping with girls and have random makeups is other people doing and some of his but truthfully Butch is still virgin.
Mitch change in a tee, flannel shirt with a jacket and a beanie. He place his white Beats on his head and plays Imagine Dragons. Mitch never or ever will be a bad boy. He would rather ride a skateboard then a motorcycle, pick beanies over leather jackets. Everyone thinks he's in a gang, sell drugs or do anything that a 'bad boy' would do but no, al he do is surf the internet and listen to music.
Boomer, first went to kitchen and started to make snacks. While the chilly was cooking he grab his notepad and start back on his drawing. A picture of his parents. Boomer started coloring the drawing, coloring his father hair black and eyes blue-green. His mother hair blonde and eyes a reddish color.
His mother have a weird eye color but he thinks it's unique. The smell of boiling chilly made his got up and back to cooking.
A women with beautiful blonde hair came from upstairs in a beautiful outfit that fit her figure perfectly. She saw the boys doing their usually everyday routine. She sigh annoyed. She came behind the couch were the three boys sat.
Moments pass and she haven't said a word.
1.. She counted in her head.
2..
3..
"Hey!" She yell on top of her lungs. The boys jump at the voice.
"Hey mom." They greeted their mother. Mitch loud music caught her ears. She disconnected the cord from the headphones.
"Stop having that damn music so fucking loud."
Mitch close his laptop and took off the headphones. "Sorry mama."
She roll her eyes. "Anyways, you all know I'm going to Paris for Fashion Week so I will be gone for a mouth. Each of you have the emergency cards and money. The food money is in the cookie jar and if you run out of money, not my damn problem. Oh and your father got this for you while he was in India." She brought four rectangular boxes. She give the boys a boxes with their name on it.
"Love you, bye." She kiss each and every one of them on the cheek before leaving out.
"Love you too, bye." The boys said to their mother.
They all look at the boxes and look at each other with the same look. They sat down the boxes on the table, not giving it a second thought and went back to what they were doing.
It nothing special, right?
Hope you in enjoy.
-bree.