Chapter Four: Breakfast Time Brings Punch And Drama
Jesse
Damn this kid can sleep.
"Marco! Wake up!" I shouted into his ear.
"Whaaaat?" he finally groaned, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. "Why are you in my bed?"
"I've been trying to wake you up for fifteen minutes. Get dressed! We're meeting the guys for breakfast," I explained.
"I'll pass. Let me sleep," he begged.
"You can't sleep. The school requires for us to be out of here by eight anyway," I told him. That was definitely a lie. He didn't need to know. Technically, we had until ten.
"What time is it?"
"Ten of. Hurry up. We all meet at Thomas' compartment and head to the 'dining room,' I explained.
"Fine. But first, get out of my bed!"
"Geez, you don't have to yell. I'm going."
People can be so grumpy in the morning.
Thomas
I opened my compartment door at seven thirty, fully rested. And there he was. Sweet, little Lindsey, glaring in my face.
"Good morning sweetheart," I said, smiling and patting his cheek.
"Don't touch me," he said through gritted teeth.
"I love you too. Look, you wanna join us all for breakfast?" I asked sincerely.
"No thanks. I'm too tired."
"What's wrong? Couldn't sleep last night?" I smirked.
"Not really. My asshole roommate locked me out."
"Aw well that's too bad, isn't it? See ya later babe," I said. He pushed past me, into the room and flopped down on the bottom bunk. "That's my bed," I told him.
"Not anymore," Lindsey said, closing his eyes.
"Okay, fine. Just to let you know, I had a lot of fun in here all alone. I guess you don't mind sleeping in my cu…"
"That's disgusting!" he yelled, jumping up.
I smiled and closed the door behind me as he climbed up to the top bunk. If only it were true.
Nate
"Hey Thomas," I said as I walked up to my best friend. He was waiting outside his compartment, leaning against the wall.
"What's up Natey? How'd you sleep last night?" he asked, concerned.
"Great," I said truthfully. "Rex left as soon as I got back. Had the compartment all to myself." I grinned.
"So did I," he told me.
"I thought you got a new roommate," I stated.
"I did. That doesn't stop me from getting what I want," he said confidently. I laughed; that's Thomas for you.
Rex
"What's up guys?" I asked, walking up to Nate and Thomas.
"Where's Jesse?" Nate asked, not answering my question.
"Um, in his room? I don't know…why?"
"You told me that you were going back to his room…" he trailed off. "Never mind," he said, dropping the subject when he saw Jesse and his new roommate walking up.
Good. Hopefully he'll forget all about it.
Marco
"Guys, this is Marco Del Rossi," Jesse said, introducing me to them.
"Marco, this is Rex Mora, Nate Harwood, and Thomas Prescott," he told me, going in order.
"Nice to meet you," I said to all of them.
"Yeah, you too," Nate said. Thomas and Rex nodded their heads at me. I had already seen Rex, but not the other two. Nate was kinda cute. He had chestnut-brown hair about the length that mine used to be until I let it grow even longer and green eyes. Then there was Thomas. He was definitely not gay. He had blonde hair that was fashioned somewhat like a mohawk. It was spiked up the middle, but not shaved on the sides. He had brown eyes and a weird looking symbol tattooed behind the corner of his left eye, just above the cheekbone. An interesting bunch.
"Ready for breakfast?" I asked.
"Let's go, I'm starving," Rex said. I saw Nate make a face at him, but I didn't say anything. Whatever's going on between those two is none of my business.
I guess I'm glad that I met some people so early in the year. I'll need friends to get me through this. I just hope I've picked the right ones.
Lindsey
After sleeping for an hour, I decided to get some breakfast. Thomas wasn't back yet, so chances are, he's still there. I'm not really looking forward to that, but I'm hungry.
I climbed down from my bed, pulled my pants on, and headed out the door.
This should be interesting.
"Hey girly!" I heard Thomas yell as soon as I walked into the room. What is wrong with that kid? He's sitting at a table with a bunch of gay guys and he's making fun of me.
"Hey asshole!" I shouted right back. He smiled at me and motioned for me to join them.
I grabbed a plate, piled it with pancakes, and then joined the five guys at their table.
"This is Nate, Rex, Jesse, and Marco, he said, going counter-clockwise.
"Guys, this is Lindsey, my new roommate, and best girl friend," he said.
"Okay, that's it!" I yelled, standing up. He stood up too, and got right in my face.
"Do something about it girly!" he yelled. And I did.
I punched him in the face. Again. But harder this time.
Thomas stumbled back a little, but then came right at me. I felt his fist come in contact with my cheek. Then again. And again. After those three punches, his friends were on him, pulling him away.
I felt my cheek already swelling. Everyone was staring, but no one moved. Thomas was seething and trying to pull away from his friends. I don't understand why he's being such an ass. He's the one that started all this shit.
"Don't ever lay a hand on me again," he said, pointing a finger at me.
"What are you gonna do about it?" I asked him, just as mad. "You're not as tough as you try to be," I spat.
"This." He shoved Rex to the ground, the main person holding him back. Storming at me, he pushed me into the wall, holding me against it with an arm across my throat. I struggled to breathe, and spat in his face.
Next thing I know, I'm on the ground, and he's punching me again. Then everything went black.
Thomas
It wasn't until the kid was unconscious that one of the teachers stopped me. He was a skinny little English teacher, but he did manage to eventually drag me away…with Rex and Jesse's help.
People are not allowed to touch me. Period. It's not something I take lightly.
A few minutes later, I found myself in this teacher's compartment. It was different from the ones we slept in. There was one bed, and instead of a television, there was a desk with a computer on it.
I was seated in one of the four chairs pushed against the wall. The other three were occupied by Nate, Jesse, and Rex. That Marco kid stayed behind. Lindsey was taken to the nurse. Yeah: there's even a nurse on this train.
"Mr. Prescott, I'd like a word with you alone," the teacher, Mr. Dexler, said.
"These are my witnesses," I said, motioning towards my friends. "They can't leave."
"Boys, I'd like you to return to the dining room. You can see your friend when he's finished here," he said, shooing them out. They all gave me sympathetic looks before leaving.
Marco
Well my first breakfast with the guys was um…interesting to say the least. I'm not sure what came over Thomas, but I think I'll stay away from him as much as possible. I was going to see how Lindsey was, but decided against it. He didn't even know me.
As soon as the guys left though, another fight broke out. I watched it from my table until I decided that I'd better try and break it up.
"I can't believe you slept with my girlfriend!" One guy yelled, standing up and knocking his chair over. "You're supposed to be gay!"
"Come on, it was a one time thing," another guy yelled back. He looked exactly like the first. Identical twins.
"It's my fault!" A third guy interjected. I told him that he should experiment. He was feeling confused. I didn't know he would do it with Amy though, I swear."
"Thanks a lot!" the first guy yelled at the third.
"Don't blame him!" the second one yelled. "She should have been able to tell the difference between us!"
I walked up to the three guys, trying to get in between the brothers.
"Guys, calm down," I said, facing the first guy.
"Who are you?" he asked, lowering his fist.
"I'm Marco."
"You new here?" the second guy asked.
"Yeah," I answered, turning to face him.
"Are we cool?" one twin asked his brother.
"Yeah, just don't let it happen again."
And the fight was over. I had to laugh, but then they all sort of glared at me so I stopped.
"I'm Remy," the first twin said, extending his hand. I shook it, and then found myself being pulled around to face the other one.
"I'm Roran," the other twin told me, shaking my hand. "But you can call me Rory." The twins were identical…I couldn't spot any difference at all. They had short, black hair that was just ruffled and sexy. And green eyes.
"And I'm Andrew," the third boy said. "You can call me anything you like." He smiled as he shook my hand, and I returned the smile. He was gorgeous. He had blonde hair that was long on one side. It almost reminded me of Spinner's old haircut, but sexier. And the other half of his head wasn't shaved like Spinner's. It was just shorter. His eyes were a grayish color, rimmed with black eyeliner.
"Like what you see?" Rory said, startling me out of my fantasy.
"Don't get used to it," Remy added. "He changes his hair and his eyes all the time."
"I'll keep that in mind," I said, blushing a little.
"You wanna go hang out in my compartment with us?" Andrew asked. I looked up at the clock. It was nine.
"I thought we had to be out of there by eight?" I asked without answering him.
"No…it's ten."
"My roommate told me…never mind. I'd love to," I said. I walked off with the three of them, interested in seeing what was in store for me next.
Rex
"So what'd he say he was gonna do to you?" I asked Thomas when he came out of the teacher's 'office.'
"Nothing," he said, shrugging.
"Nothing?" I asked. "How did you pull that off?"
"You know me. I'm a sweet talker," he said, grinning. He pulled a cigarette out of his back pocket and lit it. I swear that kid is a friggen cigarette dispenser. He always has one.
"I'll take one," I said, holding out my hand. He took another one out of his pocket and lit it before handing it over. "Thanks."
"Yeah, you owe me two now," he said.
"Whatever."
"Do you have to smoke in here?" Nate suddenly asked. Poor kid and his allergies. His eyes were already watering.
"Yes, we do," Thomas told him, patting him on the back. "You should be used to it now after thirteen years," he added.
"It's the only thing I've never liked about you," Nate told him.
The way Nate looked at Thomas...I swear, he's in love with him or something.
"Can we go now?" Jesse whined all of a sudden.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked him.
"I wanna go find Marco," he said, smiling.
"Hey, you're my boyfriend, not his," I said defensively.
"I know Rex. Chill out. He's straight anyway. His girlfriend's name is…Ellie I think."
"Good, because I want you all to myself."
A/N: So I decided that I'm just gonna update when I feel like it and it will be much quicker than I've been getting the chapters out. I'm up to chapter fourteen in the writing...I'm definitely not getting as many reviews as I would like, but I'll update for the people who actually review...please if you can take the time to review at the end of each chapter it would be much appreciated. Okay, just to let you all know…I took the names Rory and Remy from BlewYourMicrophone's stories…just the names though, not the characters themselves…they're way different than hers. And Andrew is based on my friend Andrew…mainly the hair…but his is highlighted all different and he doesn't change his eye color all the time or anything. Anyway, let me know what you think.
