I looked around the room for an open seat and found one...right next to a kid with bright blue hair. I make my way confidently towards the seat, catching the attention of blue. His eyes locked on me as I sat down. "That seat's taken." he says snarkily. I narrow my eyes at him before snapping, "Yeah, that's why I'm sitting in it!" His blue eyes widen a smidge before I heard the door crack open as it slammed against the wall.
"That's rude." I stat loudly. That's when the person who came through was Blues look-alike. He stalked towards me, grumbling low in his throat. "Godric, what have I told you about that door!?" snapped Ms. Prince angrily. Godric rolled his eyes and stopped in front of my seat. "You're in my seat. Move." he growled. I raised a brow and chuckle and say lowly, "No."
Godric furrowed his brows and barred his teeth at me. "Grimm, whose this?!" Godric hisses at his twin. I would imagine his name isn't 'Grimm' but I'll go with that. "A chick named Scarlet N'Sapo. I think she's related to the student teacher lady person...whatever her name is!"
Godrics head snapped towards me, but I don't bat an eye. "Listen hear, bitch, we-" that's when I slammed his head on the corner of the desk. The room is filled with silence as Godric raised his head slowly, and looked at me with anger, blood dribbling down his forehead.
"Now, listen hear, bitch, I don't take shit from nobody, especially egotistical, arrogant, bastards like yourself. Now I'm going to give you 2.5 seconds to get the hell away from my desk before I get up and kick your ass so hard you're gonna have to clear your throat before you fart." Guffaws of laughter peeled into the room.
Godrics face grew red as he smirked out of anger. He walked to the front of the class, gave his brother a devious look and slumped down in the seat. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Grimm smirk as well. I grin to myself and sleep the next five minutes of class.
The scrapping of chairs woke me up from my slumber. I smacked my lips and yawned as I was the last one out of the class. As I made my way out of the class someone yanked on my wrist. I stopped and growled at my offender when I noticed it was Godric. Grimm was standing behind him wearing a psychotic grin.
"Hey Blue. Whaddya need?" I stat deadpanned. He smirked at me. "Well, you see..." I zone out on what he was saying. I start to notice the distinctions between him and Grimm.
Grimm had bronze, Adonis skin while Godric had pale, ghastly skin. Grimm's eyes had underlying hatred and malevolence, making his eyes darken into a midnight electric blue, while Godric's had nothing, making them light electric blue. Grimm's hair was short, and secluded, a few pieces sticking up with his bangs clinging to his forehead. Godric's hair was looser, making it wavy and thick. It hangs lowly, right at the bottom of his ear, getting ready to rest on his shoulders, while his bangs hung slightly in his eyes.
The differences were distinct to the point of them not being twins. "Hey! Are you listening!" Godric snapped in my face, his nose practically touching mine. I roll my eyes and say a curt 'No'. He snarled in my face when a teacher came into view. "Godric! Grimmjow! What are you doing!? Class has already started! Scarlet! Come here this instant!" babbled the teacher.
Grimm, or should I say 'Grimmjow', growled lowly in his chest and stomped off towards the teacher. I turn around and walk the other way, headed towards the back door of the school. "Where are you going, young lady!? Come back here!" snapped the lady. I throw the strap of my bag over my shoulder and tuck it into my armpit. I threw the doors as she was making the remark of calling my parents.
The Wind bit at my chapped lips and slightly damp face. I jogged down the steps and onto the back parking lot. I pass a tuff looking black Ferrari 1. It had white tribal decoration on the sides the came up to connect at the hood of the car, and ended as it trailed off onto the sides. It was tuff looking, if I say so myself.
"Like my car?" Godric's voice rang out as it penetrated my ear drums. He might be a pain in the ass, but he was still good lookin'. Fine, even. Grimmjow stood behind him, wearing a deep frown. I raise a brow at him, and he just grunts. "Sure. It's a tuff lookin' car." Godric laughed loudly. "'Tuff looking'! Who the hell says 'tuff looking'!?"
I narrow my eyes at him and snarl out, "Me! Whose askin'!" My Oklahoma accent came out, giving me a slight twang as I talk. He stopped laughing and smirked at me. "Well, wanna take a ride? A close friend of mine runs a boxing joint uptown, and I was thinking of running by there. You wanna come?" I narrow my eyes and think if I should trust him or not.
-No, I don't think so, mister! We are not going through with this!- snapped Nice Scarlet. Bad Scarlet snarls and gnashes her teeth at her. -Oh you shut up! You don't know what your talking about! I thought you were the one about making friends with different people!- Nice Scarlet glared at her before beginning her rant. "Sure." I quip, smirking at Nice Scarlet.
"Awesome." grinned Godric as he and Grimmjow hoped in, Godric at the wheel, Grimm as his co-pilot. I sat in the back seat and reached into my bag, pulling out my iPod. I plug-in my headphones. Andy Biersack's scream pierces my ears, Beautiful Remains sang loudly in my ears as I sang softly along with it.
"Nice voice." sneers Grimmjow. I narrow my eyes at him and snap, "What the fuck's your problem dude!?" He turns himself slightly and hisses lowly "You." I got closer to his face, our noses millimeters apart. "Well, guess what? Your stuck with me!." His eyes darken even more as he jerks around in his seat and crosses his arms; his scowl set deep on his face.
I lock eyes with Godric and notice his eyes are darker and swirling deeply. He grinned me and we pulled up to the warehouse that is the boxing joint. A very tall man was waiting outside the doors. He wore light gray sweat pants and no shirt, showing off his deep and rigid scars. He had this metal piece that was over his eye and connected down to his ear. His one eye was black with malevolence and violence. His hair was black and hung down onto his shoulders, his bangs hanging stringily over his patched eye.
I saw him grin and almost choked with fear. Most of his teeth were filed down into dangerous little points. "Grimmjow! Godric! What do I owe the pleasure!?" I shivered involuntarily at the rough, robustness of his voice. His voice reminded me of my father's. I stared cautiously as they continued the conversation. "Just came to hang, show the new girl around." stated Godric nonchalantly. "More so you can fuck her quicker." muttered Grimmjow as he was swatted upside the head by his twin. "Ow." growled Grimm.
"It seams like all you street rats are skippin' t'day! I've already got a full house!" laughed the Monster as his gaze fell on me. "Oh," he smiled "what do we have here?!" He stuck his hand out for me to take, and I almost didn't. I shook his hand firmly, trying to get over my fear. He grinned, "Nice shake, kiz! The names Zaraki Kenpachi and you are.." he trailed off. "Scarlet N'Sapo." I stat plainly, my voice going slightly bitter at my last name. It wasn't that I didn't like. What I didn't like, was that it was my father's.
Zaraki's eyes hardened but his smile didn't waver. "N'Sapo, huh? I didn't know Dimitri had two kids." My eyes hardened and the smile that I was trying to form dropped. "I'm the unwanted one, so it would be obvious of why you didn't know." Zaraki raised a brow and looked to the twins. "You two go on inside. I wanna have a talk with Ms. eh, N'Sapo." Grimmjow bound for the door quickly, but Godric stayed behind, looking between the two of us.
"Go." stated Zaraki firmly. Godric's eyes lingered on me before he started for the door slowly. Once he was inside, Zaraki waited a second before turning his head back to me. "Now, what's wrong? What's going on at home to make you think that?" he stated nonchalantly. "I don't think, I know. Dimitri will go back to his old ways before long, and I will be taken care of by my mother, as usual."
Zaraki looked at me curiously. "Why haven't I met you before? I mean, I've met and seen pictures of Zoya, but not you." My throat constricted and tears burned the back of my eyes. -Damnit!- I try to calm myself down before saying anything. "I got sent off down to Chattanooga. I've been there since I was twelve. I only got home two days ago."
"What'd you do?" Zaraki asked. I coughed, trying to clear the saliva that had collected in my throat. "Long story." Zaraki looked up at the clouds. "I got time."
