Ok everyone, This chapter is going to be the ONLY songfic chapter. I heard the song, and just couldn't resist. The song is Teenagers, by My Chemical Romance. I…edited it a little bit because I'm a goodie-goodie like that.
Ohhh…one more thing. The triplets are all girls, and their names are Hannah, Haley and Hayden.
Zane: Junior
Talon: Sophomore
Evangeline: Sophomore
Hannah, Haley, Hayden: Freshmen
15 years later
Talon's POV
They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Mom leaned over and tightened the tie over my white shirt. "Have a good day at school honey." She smiled at me.
"Sure Mom." I sighed.
"Evangeline! We're going to be late!" I called up the stairs.
"Coming!" My twin skipped down the stairs in her uniform blue that cut off about six inches above her knee and her white shirt.
"Zane's here!" Evangeline ran to peck my mother on the cheek before bolting out to Zane's car.
"Bye Mom." Mom smiled sadly at me.
"Dad will be home for dinner, he's just a little…busy now."
"Sure Mom." I hated seeing my mom sad. I ran out to meet Evangeline in Zane's car.
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do
I took a deep breath and started up the sidewalk to our private school. The jocks' eyes followed me as I quickly walked past them, avoiding eye contact.
Because the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're gonna rip up your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine
Zane caught up to me, warning the jocks with a glare to stay away from me. It was pretty cool having a protective senior who's your friend. Especially when everyone else in the school hates you.
They said all teenagers scare the living crap out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
I've been the nerd since second grade. Evangeline was the girl that everyone loves, but isn't popular. Zane's the cool older guy, who's really protective of Evangeline. The triplets, Hannah, Haley, and Hayden are the populars. They are blonde, tall, and skinny. They have so much energy; my Dad has come close to strangling them.
The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
The group of cheerleaders and football players looked over at me and snickered as I walked by. The triplets were right at the center of all the attention, which was practically unheard of, since they were freshmen.
"Where you going butt-head?" The quarterback of the football team called out to me, making the rest of the boneheads snicker.
"Nowhere." I murmured, quickening my pace.
"What was that butt-head?" Why couldn't the dude just leave me alone?
That's when I started running. I heard my feet hitting the ground more than felt it. I looked over my shoulder to see the quarterback and some of his clique following me.
But if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirt
Will make them pay for the things that they did
I pushed myself harder, and felt my legs almost leave the ground. I was running faster than I had ever run before. Maybe cause I was scared of being pounded to a pulp by some bonehead.
They said all teenagers scare the living crap out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
I heard one of the triplets-Hayden I think- calling out after the quarterback.
"Logan, come back! Leave the kid alone." Kid? Excuse me? I happen to be older than her, thank you very much.
The bonehead laughed. What a bonehead.
They said all teenagers scare the living crap out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
I rounded a corner and started down the hallway. I saw Zane coming out of the classroom he had just been in. I nearly crashed into him, but swerved at last second. Bonehead wasn't so lucky. I heard more than saw the collision. Zane might not be a jock, but he's super strong. He's also not that big, but more muscular than half the guys on the football team.
All together now!
Teenagers scare the living crap out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me
I was smiling while still running when I heard someone calling out my name.
"Ride! Get over here." I barely suppressed my groan. It was my P.E teacher, Mr. Skinner.
I slowed to a walk, and turned to see him standing a few feet behind me.
"Yes?"
"Where were you running?"
"Away sir."
"From who."
"Someone bigger than me Sir." I wasn't about to tattle, I've never been that kind of person.
Skinner looked at me for a minute, and then started laughing.
"I like you Ride." Uhh…since when? "How fast to you figure you were going?"
"Fast sir."
"I thought so. Ever thought of joining track?" Ew. Track. I'm not really a athletic person at all, I'm just good at running.
"Well, actually I'm pretty busy with homework and stuff..." Skinner clapped me on the shoulder.
"Practice starts tomorrow. Glad to have you on the team."
Great. Another reason to come to school tomorrow.
My best friend Nate came over and clapped me on the shoulder.
"It's been good knowing you man."
Hi! I promise, there will be action soon. I just needed to get started here. I'm going to try to post the next chapter before Tuesday, which means it'll probably be out by tomorrow. But no guarantees. I'm off to the library now, and I'm hoping for a least one review by the time I get back!
Besides, I have cookies…and Fang clones.
Fine, no Fang clones, but don't I wish…