AN: I vow, to try and figure out how the hell I'm - A) going to continue from the se first chap and B) Actually going to finish this. Considering I have 1 finished story and 3 oneshots under my belt. With 2 other unfinished stories. Man my brain needs some genius. Enough! I is rambling. On another subject: I say a speciale thank yao to my Broskis and two of 3 partners in crime: J4M3Z XO (A.K.A Jamezy) and LoopyLou1990 (AKA Lou) for a) being the bestest friends like completely ever! Loves ya both! and B) just being your totally awesome selves, never short of ideas and drama. So if you're not them and reading this. Go check out their stuff, like mine? You will love theirs! So R&R pretty please. PS Anyone you recognise, me no claim to be me own (Basically, I don't own anyone you recognise)
Alex was unsure what to make of the youngest James offspring but he knew that she was hot and definitely trouble. If he had an ounce of sensibility he would stay far away from the girl as he could get. But he lost that long ago along with common sense when he started being a troublemaker in his first school. He just loved to rebel, what else could he do? Fulfil said need is the answer. Well, it was his answer anyway. "C'mon, I need a few supplies. " Rik grabbed his wrist and dragged him to her homeroom in a building on the other side of the school. When she opened the door an crowd of cheers erupted from the manic class who were pretty much destroying the teacher's hearing and sanity as they ran riot all over the room. "Thank yao, a thank yao. Yo this is se newbie, Alex Shelley, make him feel 'welcome'. " They shouted hey in appreciation and smiled. "They may look like a bunch of wild monkeys with a couple screws loose but they're okay."
"I'll bare that in mind." Alex answered, smiling but a little unsure of them. Who knows what's going on in his mind? Certainly not me. This ain't in his POV, just 3rd person. Rik smiled, her gaze suddenly at her feet. She remembered where she was and walked over to a good old friend of hers beaming.
"Chris." No response as the blonde had gotten comfy on his desk and was asleep."Christopher." nothing. He was toying with her now. "Sabin." She knew what would wake him up. "Sabina." Bitch. Rik pouted at her best friend's unresponsiveness while Alex laughed at the pouting 16 year old. Rik gave up trying to wake him by calling him and she wasn't about to go shouting for him. No she needed her voice for later. She opened her bag up again and pushed her things around till she found what she was looking for- a rolled up magazine borrowed from her sister. As much as she wanted to use her lucky baseball bat, she couldn't. Due to the fact that she was not going to jail before 21. And it would not be for murder. Accidental or intentional. She aimed and swung it round Chris' head, aim perfecto. "Bingo. Sabin, wake your butt damnifying ugly ass up!"
"Jesus, Rickie! God damn you and your wicked swing." Chris complained as he rubbed the back of his head. Rik smiled at her special nickname as she jumped onto his desk.
"But yet you love me when it comes to saving your ass on the diamond. Oh, before I forget, Alex Shelley, Christina Sabin. My best friend, partner in crime and supplies master. Pretty much like a brother except this one I can actually live with, without killing him of course."Chris rolled his eyes at being mistaken for a girl but smiled anyway. Rik's head turned at the sound of the door opening. "Awww fuck." Chris took a deep breath and braced himself to hold Rik back.
"Save the applause people, your saviour is here, Lyle James. The smartest kid in this school and I am here to save you all from yourselves. Play the music." Rik had adopted a scowl on her face at the sight of her stuck up brother. One of Lyle's 'assistants' or puppies as they were better known as, Drew McIntyre pressed a button on the stereo he was holding and a well-hated song blasted. Friday by Rebecca Black. The kids burst into laughter, especially Chris, Alex and Rik and the music was quickly shut off. Lyle noticed the smirk on Rik's face and he stormed over to her and got right into her face. "YOU! You did this! You are determined to ruin me!"
"Woah, calm down brother. As much as I want to take claim for this prank, I can't, although I have to give some credit to the person who did. Plus, it's not really my style. And anyway, I would've thought you liked that song, since you were dancing to it all night long yesterday." Lyle just stood there as Rik pushed him out of her personal space gently.
"Fuck you, Lyrik, you can take your monophobic ass and boot it to Mars cuz I have fucking had it with you. You know, my offer is still open. Join me and we can rule this school together. It's only you and Atara-Leigh who are standing in mine and Ashton's way. These hypocrites follow you two. With your help, we can end up running this whole school. We will have control over this school, county, city, with your help, it can be ours. " Rik rolled her eyes at her brother's stupidity. He had tried to make the same offer for the past two years. She had barely noticed he had brought up her phobia of being alone. Notice the use of the word barely. Oh, she noticed alright but she wasn't too worried as actually everyone knew anyways. Rik jumped off the desk and got into Lyle's personal space, putting her finger on his chest.
"Let's gets a few things straight. A) If you keep bringing up my phobia, no one's gonna make a fucking scene since they all fucking know and plus keep bringing it up and family or not I swear to mother-freaking god, I will smack the living hell out of conceited ass which might do us all a favour. And B) You can take your offer and you can shove it right up your ass, although I doubt you'll have room with the 6 foot pole that's already there. So fuck off and do everyone a favour, and maybe come back to be the Lyle I used to see when I was 5. And you can tell Ashton, that I already run this school. I run it with sass, class and just inch of trouble. And you can take that straight to the bank and cash it. Cuz this girl, done talking." Rik heard the 'oohs' from around the class. Lyle gave up and retreated but not before smacking his sister leaving a scarlet hand print on her left cheek.
"Rik are you okay?" Alex asked as Rik sat up on the floor. He walked over to her and extended his hand for her to grab. She smiled and grabbed it, hoisting herself up with a combo of her and Alex's strength.
"I'm fine, I'll get him back later. Revenge and Karma are bitches. But they're nothing compared to me when you're on my hit list. " Rik smiled sadly. She didn't want to have to fight her brother, but if it changed him to the Lyle who used to comfort her at night when they heard their parents screaming the house down than she would do anything to have him back. She knew it was mainly Ashton's doing about how his up-bringing was pretty screwed since his mom was screwing the mayor of the Henderson County in Nevada. He became obsessed with the idea that his stepdad was beneath him and nothing could change it and because Lyle looked more like Ashton than his dad or mom, Ashton decided to fill his head with the absurd idea that he was Rik's half brother instead of her twin which was completely ridiculous because they're twins and born 15 minutes apart from each other with Lyle being the older sibling. She retook her place on Chris' desk again, clutching her cheek. "Thanks by the way Alex. For actually caring."
"Show us your cheek, Rickie." Chris murmured standing up. Alex smiled sadly at the poor girl as she took her hand away to reveal her bloody cheek. Chris got to work on cleaning it up.
"Not a problem. It's just ridiculous that he even thought he could do that to you. Being your brother and all. Actually as a man, he should never raise a hand to a woman." Alex answered, he was definitely against any kind of abuse and it pained him to see anyone have to go through that, especially from family.
"At least there's someone else who cares as much as Chris does." Rik murmured as she winced from the pain. Her jade eyes went glossy with tears threatening to appear. "There's more than one good soul out there."
"Not everyone is like them, Rickie, remember that baby girl. You just got to keep looking for the pure souls. They'll come around. You'll see." Chris answered, only just hearing her because of how unusually quiet she was. He didn't really believe that himself but he was going to for Rik's sake. With divorced parents, a evil half brother, an abusive twin and a sane sister who's been kicked out of the house, it was the least he could do.
