Alrighty, here's chapter two. It's about Tony's and Danni's school. For anyone wondering when Gregory is going to show up, well considering how this is going I figure he'll show up around the fourth chapter.

Disclaimer: Still owns nothing but seven annoying older brothers.

Enjoy!

6:30am

The first thing that registered was that there was something poking my left cheek; no make that somethings. I opened my eyes to see nothing but blond spikes stick at every angle. I craned my neck as far as it would go to get a glimpse at my alarm clock that sat on my nightstand the time was 6:29am is what it read. I silently groaned in one minute that clock was going to go off and me and tony would have to wake up for school. School, the word made me sick.

I sighed as I heard the lyrics to I will not bow by breaking Benjamin slowly got louder and louder. I rolled over with my arm still trapped under Tony's head and smacked the off button of the alarm clock cutting the song off mid-lyric. I rolled back over and shook Tony's shoulder wildly. When he started groaning in protest I rolled him onto his stomach and pressed him into the mattress by his shoulders. He squealed an thrashed around wildly managing o catch my side with one of his legs.

"Are you up?" I said mockingly.

"Yes! Now let me up!" he yelled.

I smirked and let him up. He wasted no time in bolting up into a sitting position. "Wow," I said poking him in the stomach. "You are awake?"

He stuck his tongue out at me but had a huge smile on his face. He opened his mouth to say something back but before he could there was a knock on my door "Is everyone awake?" my mom's voice came from the other side of the door.

"Yes," I said "Come in mom."

When she walked in the first thing she did was open up the curtains that covered the windows. "It's a beautiful day today." She said almost too enthusiastic, I just rolled my eyes making Tony laugh. Our mom glanced at Tony then came and sat by us "Did you have a nightmare last night?" she asked running her fingers threw his messed up hair. He nodded his head so hard it looked like it was going to fall off his shoulders. "Well," she said putting a hand on his shoulder "why don't you go and get dressed then." When he walked out of my room my mom turned to me "Thank you, for looking out for your brother. I know it's hard on your sleep but you still don't send him away to our room. Thank you, sweety." She was rubbing my bare arm while talking.

"Mom," I said in a very serious tone with a hint of 'NO DUH' written in it. "You know me. I would do anything to make sure Tonys safe and happy."

She smiled at me and got up off my bed just before she reached the door she glanced back over her shoulder and said "Get dress quickly, I'm making your favorite breakfast." Right after she closed the door behind her I jumped up out of my bed and flew into my bathroom.

Awhile later

After breakfast I ran upstairs to get my jacket and messenger bag for school. Before running out of my room I looked at myself in my full length mirror. I was wearing a black long sleeve shirt with holes at the bottom for my thumbs to go through. Over that was a red shirt that had a quote from my favorite show in big blue letters that said 'Together we are at the dawn of a new civilization...' and on the back it said 'No pressure.' Along with faded boot cut jeans that reached the floor, with a huge belt buckle that had a horse with a mane that looked as if it was fire. The jeans made my black high top converse really pop and to hold the outfit all together I was wearing a neon green spaghetti strap undershirt with a red push up bra that was supposes to make me look like I had a small chest at all. What am I'm talking about, I thought to myself, 3rd graders have a bigger chest then mine.

I put my hand on my hip and turned to the side and sighed. The people at school were right; if I turned to the side I could basically become invisible. Yes I'll admit I'm unnaturally skinny but luckily the small muscle that I had made up for it. The only reason I am extremely skinny is because as a baby I was extremely sick until the age of three.

I turned forward and leaned in a little so I could see my face, I had a really light tan that just barely gave the appearance that I wasn't paper white. It was clear of everything but the freckles that were everywhere on the top half of my face. My multi-colored eyes were well exposed because my pupils threatened to be a tiny black dot in the middle, the red that was normally not seen faded into the light brown that quickly turned to gold then retreating into the blue green of the outside rim. The small amount of make-up was mascara and an eye shadow that didn't even look like it was there with a smallest thinnest layer of eyeliner just to make my eyes really pop.

Next I examined my hair, it was in a braid-with my bangs tucked in them- that started as two in line with my temples and merged as one at were my neck and head met. Unlike my mom's and Tony's it's a dark brown, like my dad's before he got the gray hair that he proudly wears now, and went down to my knees. My mom asked me to cut it shorter before we moved here so to answer her I refused to come out of my bathroom and went on a hunger strike until she stopped asking.

I sighed when I notice my little alarm clocks reflection in the bottom corner of the mirror. I turned around and the clock read in big blue numbers 7:23. Oh god, I thought to myself while tugging on my jacket that had a soccer ball and goalie gloves on the back and on the front when it was zipped up it said in bright orange and blue 'only me', mom's gonna be freaking out that we're gonna be late. I pulled my iPod out of my alarm clock/stereo plugged my head phones into it before wrapping it up and throwing it into my messenger bag before sprinting out of my room and down the stairs.

When I was at the bottom of the stairs I saw Tony standing by the door looking at the open closet which mom was standing in front of shrugging on a blue wool sweater. Tony was wearing a red stripped shirt with a dark blue jacket and blue white plaid shorts and his bulging red backpack sitting on the floor by his left foot. When Tony saw me walking up he turned his head sideways then a moment later pointed at my shirt and said "I don't get it?"

I glanced down at my shirt and smirked a bit "Of course you wouldn't get it."

At the sound of my voice mom pulled out of the hall closet and looked me up and down. "Ready?" she asked with a tone of urgency. I shrugged and walked forward she took that as a sign I was good to go so she walked out the door leaving us to fallow. I picked Tony's backpack up and handed it to him, he nodded and rushed after mom. Before we were even out the door she called over her shoulder "Common, common kids were gonna be late." She turned around to glance if we were still fallowing and then asked "Have you got everything?" that was mainly a question for Tony, she knew that everything I needed was in my messenger back in nice neat folder unlike tony where you were lucky if you could even find a paper in his backpack so filled with junk.

We hopped in the car Tony claiming the front seat and me sliding to the middle of the back seat of the little car. When we were settled in mom started playing some weird song with a weird beat to it. So I put in one head phone and started playing my immortal by Evanescence. We rode in silence for about ten minutes or so before we passed by a huge castle typa thing with a bunch of people moving around carring stuff and one of those big shovel things(I know what their called but I can't think of its name at the moment, give me a break it's 2am) mom broke the silence by leaning over Tony and saying "Hey, wave hi to dad and lord McAshton." Me and Tony just looked out the window as dad was holding a huge piece of curled paper in his hands wearing a bright yellow hat standing next to guy-that I assumed was lord McAshton-sitting on a beautiful dark chocolate brown horse. I glanced at the horse and lord McAston does nobody wear jeans with a normal saddle to ride her? Dad glanced up and started waving to our car as it passed while lord McAshton brought his hand up to his funky hat and slightly titling it. me and Tony just starred at them.

After that another five minutes of silence passed before mom looked over at Tony that was looking out his window at the passing land, then glanced up in the mirror to look at me, I acted like I was staring out the windshield. She gave a loud sigh then brushed a part of her jaw length blond hair behind her ear. She starred out the windshield for a moment then turned to Tony again and started talking "Scotland is beautiful, isn't it?"

Tony turned towards her, his glasses were falling off his noise but he just looked over them and said I a very serious voice "If you don't have vampires." He then turned forward and looked at the windshield.

I wanted to laugh at mom's disturbed face and how she tried covering it up with a fake smile "And you know we really don't, right?" she said then adding as an afterthought "But a dream isn't real-"

She was cut off by an angry Tony "I know what a dream is mom!"

"Okay, I'm just asking." She said it in such a teenagerish typa way that I just had to snort. I glanced back to the windshield and noticed that about fifty-yards in front of us was a red tractor and it looked like it was heading this way not heading the other way. Mom didn't seem to notice and just kept talking to not even bothering to glance at the road in front of her "But you know there is no such thing as vampires, ri-"

Mom was cut off by me and Tony's screaming "MOM, YOU'RE ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD!"

Mom looked back to the road screamed a very high pitched "OH!" then quickly swerved narrowly missing the tractor and the dude. I glanced out my window then out the back window to see the guy was swing his arm around wildly scream nasty things at us. I gave him a dirty look then turned back around to Tony doing the same thing as me. "What did he say?" mom asked in a breathy voice.

I snorted "If I repeated it you'd cut my tongue out." I said matter-of-factly. Tony was still looking back so I sat forward, put my hand over his face and gently pushed him forward.

He sat back facing forward then said "Everybody talks weird here."

"Amen to that." I said laughing and pulling my braid over my shoulder.

Mom gave him a sympathetic smile and glanced at me in the mirror and he smile faltered slightly "Don't worry kids, things are gonna get better, you're gonna meet dome new friends here soon." Tony gave her his signature look over his glasses.

We rode in silence until we got to the town and Me and Tony's schools came into view. Our schools were right next to each other so mom just had to drop us off at the front. I had to laugh at how proud Tony looked as he came out of the front seat of the car and how a few kids his age actually starred at him in envy. I grabbed my messenger bag and slide out of the back of the car "Bye, mom." I said as I closed the door.

Since there was only two types of schools here, high school and elementary, the elementary went from kindergarten to seventh grade, and the high school went from eighth grade to twelfth grade. Me and Tony walked up the side walk in silence until we got to the part that split into two separate ones, one to the high school and the other to the elementary. He hugged my side then gave a loud gulp and stopped walking. I fallowed to where he was looking, at the entrance to his school two boys where standing by the little waist tall fence. I've come to know the two as the McAshton twins a.k.a the two people that single handedly make Tony's life here a living hell. That completely ticked me off and it ticked me off even more that if I laid a hand on them they would tell their grandpa and I would be in trouble with both the school and dad.

I threw them a nasty look then glanced down at my whimper little brother that was glued to my side. He hardly came to my waist and that was only because his hair added three extra inches. "Do you want me to walk you too your class?" I asked starting to take the sidewalk to his school.

"No!" he said jumping in front of me and putting his hands palm first into my stomach as in to stop me from moving forward. "I mean. You go to your class, and I'll meet you here after school."

I glanced at the two boys who started walking our way, I bit my lip and glanced down at tony he was pale but nodding his head frantically. He knows what I would do to those little-assholes if they laid a finger on Tony if I was still around. I was lost in thought and wasn't expecting the hard shove that Tony gave my stomach which made me stumble backward and almost land on my ass. I looked at the twins which had a small crowd fallowing closely behind them. I hesitated and when Tony went to go push me again I stepped back and put my hands up in defense "Fine." I said through my teeth. "I'm going."

I walked away and when I reached the trees that hid the high school I turned back to see one of the twins dumping the contents of Tony's backpack on the ground. The little group that had formed was chanting "fight, fight, fight, fight." The stupid cowbell rang for his school and everyone standing in the little group walked towards the school entrance.

Once the group had dispersed I could see Tony laying on the ground looking stupidly at his fallen backpack, I turned to go help him but a hand wrapped around my left bicep. I turned to punch the person grabbing my arm but stopped when I saw who it was; it was Lord McAshton eldest grandson, Lucan, that had a hold of me. "Ah, aren't they so cute when they are beating some freak senseless." He said with a tone of pride. If I wasn't half his size and he wasn't all muscle and if we weren't alone I'd punch him hard in the jaw, but knew that he wouldn't care if I was a girl and punch me or something much worst.

"Well," I said swatting his hand off of my bicep and putting space between us by taking a couple steps back. "The person they are beating on happens to be my little brother, and you know that."

I tried side stepping him, but he grabbed my hip and pushed me against the closets tree. He trapped me in by putting his hand flat on the tree's bark by my neck and the other one by my hip. He leaned in and I put my hand on his chest forcing him to stop where he was. "Trying to leave so soon?" he asked putting all his weight behind him so my hand had a hard time staying steady and strong.

"Much rather be at school then be in the presents of you." I spit at him.

He gave an evil smile and leaned in "You know any girl here would kill to be in your position."

"Oh so I guess Scottish girls like assholes then." I said matter-of-factually. "Well hate to break it to you be I'm and American and I HATE asshole players like you."

I squirmed a little and he apparently didn't like it because he leaned in closer to my mouth. That's when I lost it, I may be short-alright 5'1''- but from the years of soccer, track, and carrying a saddle have made me strong. I pulled up my knee and shoved it into his sensitive area. While he was busy with dealing with the pain I stomped on his toe and while he was hopping around I gave his shin a nice hard kick that made him fall over. While he was on the ground I made sure his stomach didn't feel left out in the party of pain that he was having.

I casually walked away opening my messenger bag to check and see if everything was still inside of it, and ignoring the groans of pain behind me as I walked out of the nature made canopy and towards the school's doors. The lame cowbell rang as soon as I stepped up the stairs.

The rest of school was uneventful except when my astronomy teacher started talking about on Saturday night we would be able to see some comment pass close by the moon. I gulped when I realized how the pictures that in the books and his on the chalk board looked a lot like the image that always first pops up in my dreams. I bit my tongue to hold back the comment about vampires that was threatening to come out.

Alright, so I have a little contest. If you can tell me what show was quoted on her shirt you will be featured in chapter four; that means that you're name will be on the tombstone. So review and same rule goes for this chapter just on review is all I need to update again.

~Proud To Be Imperfect