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I only own Emma. 707, Unknown, Zen and other characters in future chapters belong to Mystic Messenger. Karma, Nagisa and other characters in future chapters belong to Assassination Classroom. I'll point out who belongs to what as they appear.


Everything was silent. I paid no attention to them as I played Piggy Boom on my phone. 'I swear, if Seven destroys my island one more time, he's going to find a 'present' in his car.' I inwardly smirked at all the things I could do for payback. Just then, a notification popped up.

God707 just damaged your airship!

Sent: 7:05

You're dead

I texted him and watched as his messages came in.

From:707

7:06

Lol, I don't know what ur talkin about :)

7:06

Trolololololol

7:07

Umm, bae?

7:07

Pls don't hurt me

7:07

Hey, look, 7:07, haha. Ha. ha.

7:07

I'm sorry :'(

From: Unknown (Cinnamon Roll)

7:08

What did you do?

Sent: 7:08

OMY senpai noticed me! *U*

Sent: 7:08

Also, I'm innocent until proven guilty

From: Unknown (Cinnamon Roll)

7:08

Seven is going to make us late because he's pouting about how his "Cuddle-Buddy" is mad at him and he can't drive pouty.

7:08

And cut that senpai cr*p

"Auggie, want the triplets and I to drop you off at school?"

"Yeah!"

Sent: 7:09

I'll forgive him if you guys take me and Auggs to school

From: Unknown (Cinnamon Roll)

7:10

Fine. We'll be there in 10-15.

I smirked and went back to my game to see that Seven sent me the snacks I requested. Ah, the power of manipulation. The others still haven't said anything so I look at them with raised eyebrows (I can't raise one at a time). Riley's friends are here and the blond boy looks confused.

"Who are you?" He asked when he saw I was looking at him. I have nothing against this one, so I answered.

"Name's Emma. Who are you?"

"Name's Lucas. Why are you here?"

"I live here, genius." He looked shocked so I rolled my eyes and explained. "My name is Emma Matthews. I'm Auggie's older sister." He still looked shocked so I just gave up with another eye roll.

"Are you wearing makeup?" Riley asked incredulously, seeming to come out of her stupor.

"Yeah" I responded in a 'duh' tone.

"When did you dye your hair?" Topanga asked next.

"I did the blue about a month ago, redid it last week, and before that my whole head was pink, before that my head was purple." My answer was longer, but I wanted to show just how ignorant they've been. I think it worked because she looked a mix of shocked and appalled.

"Is that a hickey?!" Cory asked and it looked like he was trying not to have a heart attack.

"Probably." I didn't even have to check. "K said something about 'marking what's his'." I looked to Auggie. "Remind me to borrow Rika's concealer. We are NOT letting Nagi see it." He nodded.

"Why is your shirt so small?" Riley asked another question.

"It's a crop top. Z gave it to me."

"That boy is nothing but trouble!" Auggie exclaimed through a mouthful of food.

"Oh hush. Zenny is a perfectly nice guy."

"He's a boy. You shouldn't be around boys."

"I only have three girl friends and" I paused to do a mental count "seven guy friends. I think the whole 'no boys' thing isn't gonna happen."

"I can try." He insisted, making me shake my head.

"Auggie, why don't you get your bag from your room while we talk to your sister." Topanga said, taking him off my lap and giving him a slight push.

"Okay." Once he was out of earshot Topanga turned to me with her arms crossed.

"Go change and take the makeup off."

"Why should I?" Riley gasped, like I just did the worst thing ever.

"Because I said so and I'm your mother." I scoffed.

"You're not my mother." Everyone froze.

"...What?" I stood up.

"You are not my mother" I switched my gaze to Cory "you are not my father" I looked at Riley next "and you are not my sister."

"Of course they are, you're a Matthews, aren't you?" Maya spoke up.

"My last name is Matthews, but this isn't my family." Cory snapped out of it.

"Yes it is, honey, we have your birth certificate- your mother has the stretch marks, I'm sure she'd know if you were our daughter." I shook my head.

"You aren't my family. My family wouldn't have forgotten my birthday every year. My family would have been there for me when I was unsure on my sexuality. My family would have been there when I learned my first girlfriend was lying to me about our whole relationship. My family would have noticed when my grades dropped so much I landed in my little sister's class. My family would be worried that I don't have any friends at my own school or my age. My family would have tried to convince me that suicide wasn't the answer to all my problems. You know who did do all those things? My friends. So no, you aren't my family. My friends and Auggie are my family." While they were in their state of shock Auggie came back.

"I'm ready." He kissed his mom and dad on the cheek, paying no attention to their comatose state. "Bye mommy, bye daddy." He took my hand as I walked out the door, leaving the Matthews family to think about what they've done.