Chapter 3.
Author's Note:
I'm glad everyone is liking the story so far! I'm going to try and make the chapters longer, cause I know I love to read long chapters haha. Any suggestions, just message me or review! The Chipettes will soon arrive. Also,
Theodore is introduced! I just want to get all the bases set up.
If you guys have any suggestions for the plot or the boy's abilities let me know. I have no idea where I'm going with this story but we will see. Enjoy!
Chapter 3.
"Hey, thanks for breakfast little bro!" Alvin fist bumped Theo as they walked out to his car.
Theodore smiled sheepishly, his pale cheeks turning a rosy red as he blushed. He had always been very humble. "Welcome Alvin."
"Since you made breakfast you have shotgun honors" The eldest brother smirked, lips tugging up to reveal sharp white teeth.
Theo didn't hesitate and shot a mischievous smile at Simon who only rolled his eyes. After checking to make sure everyone had their seat belts on, Alvin revved the engine in his car and pulled out of the driveway, tires squealing. Dave could be heard yelling after him.
On the ride to school Alvin decided him and his brothers needed to talk. He turned down the music that was blaring and glanced at Simon in the rear view mirror.
"Listen. We need to talk later, like a serious adult talk. About us. Things are changing." Alvin gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. "I'm getting angrier, more uncontrollable and Theo I'm sure you've noticed things."
Simon was nodding in the back,
his blue eyes clouded over in thought. Why couldn't he take things as they were instead of analyzing them scientifically? Alvin gritted his teeth. Internally he wanted to scream. He was getting tired of putting on this hot-headed, playboy act. They all needed to be serious.
Something was changing, dangerous or not he didn't know. He would find out though. Suddenly Alvin was, once again, brought out of his thoughts by Theodore yelling in terror.
"Watch out! Watch out! Alvin, Alvin!" Theo wailed.
Alvin, confused, brought his eyes back to the road where he realized they had seconds before a head on collision happened. But it didn't. Simon was leaping to the front and yanking the wheel steering them to safety.
"Can you, for once do something right? Lets try to get to school without dying." His brother glared at him.
Whatever. Alvin highly doubted that they could even die. He for one knew that they healed very fast. He sped to school since they were late, this time keeping his eyes strictly on the road.
"Hey boys you know what this means right?" Alvin asked grinning as he swung into the school.
"Uh, another year of crying?" Theo answered uncertainly.
"Well yeah that, but we're seniors this year so that means senior parking spots and senior everything. We're the top dogs." The boy with golden eyes was practically singing.
Finally, after three grueling long years the boys were the top dogs. Being a senior came with a ton of perks. Alvin was most excited about turning eighteen though and becoming an adult. Just the number was exciting... all the responsibilities not so much. He would enjoy his last five months being a kid.
Then it all came crashing down, Alvin had long been an adult. A number meant nothing compared to life experience. He could still enjoy his last school days he supposed.
Grinning again he pulled into a parking spot nearest to the school, these spots were reserved strictly for seniors.
The parking lot was pure madness as hoards of girls were taking "first-last day" selfies. Maneuvering their way through the labyrinth of girls the boys entered their school. "You know I really am going to miss these hallways, its become so familiar these past few years..." Theodore's forest green eyes were practically shimmering with nostalgia.
Alvin glanced around realizing that his brother was right. This huge school that he had found himself lost in many times had become his second home. He would miss the color coordinated lockers. He started counting in his head, dark blue for English classes, green for History, yellow for electives... He would miss it.
Simon's voice broke his thoughts. "Well we have another one hundred eighty days here, so let's make the most of it and get to class!" Alvin scoffed. Leave it to Simon to ruin the fun.
"Whatever, see you guys later. We probably have a class together." Alvin did a spin on his feet and was heading towards his locker, whistling.
Or he was until he heard a voice call out behind him. He groaned out loud, wanting to curse the world. A glare already on his face he spun around once again, searching for the voice.
"Mr. Seville. Will you please head to my office?" It was the principal, Mr. Hagworth and Alvin knew he was speaking to him.
Who knew if he would live through this encounter? The principal was a ghastly man, tall and skinny his eyes roving around like a vultures, waiting for his next prey. Which just so happened to be himself.
He nodded in defeat and trailed behind the principal with his head down, kicking at imaginary things on the floor. Alvin's head whipped up when his foot hit something quite solid and he heard a disgruntled voice.
"Are you serious? I just ironed this skirt this morning and now it's wrinkled! Thanks a lot." Alvin found himself staring down at a girl with a high, distressed voice and a glare on her face. "The least you could do is help me up!" She scoffed at him.
A smirk slid onto his face. He offered out his hand and the girl took it, letting her eyes meet his. The smirk slid off his face. Electric blue. A flurry of emotions filled him and he found he couldn't say anything. He didn't get a chance to as Mr. Hagworth swept him away, apologizing to the girl for Alvin's rude behavior. Gold met blue once more as he walked away, but the girl obviously confused with the eye contact shifted her eyes and strutted away, swiping at her skirt.
Alvin followed the principal to his office, more like death chamber he thought with a sigh, and took a seat. His thoughts were entirely on the girl in the hallway. Was it her? A throat cleared and he looked up. Mr. Hagworth was sizing him up his odd black eyes piercing through the eldest brother.
Alvin was starting to get a bad feeling about him, his skin crawling and the hairs on the back of his neck raising. He was just about to bolt when the man spoke.
"I do not want any funny business from you this year, Mr. Seville! None at all. One mishap and you'll be suspended." Mr. Hagworth's mouth curled into a nasty smile, giving Alvin a full view of his yellowing teeth. "Now back to class." He barked and Alvin did not hesitate to leave.
Blue eyes occupied his thoughts once more, but the anger from the principal's words soon took over.
What a load of crap he thought as he left, meandering down the hallway towards History his first class of the day. That damn principal is always out to get me.
His blood felt like it was boiling he was so mad. Alvin didn't understand it though, he would normally never get this upset over something so small. With a start he realized his moods must be on overload with his changing abilities.
He needed to calm down. His eyes were starting to burn so he staggered into one of the bathrooms near by and wiped his face with some water from the faucet. God, he was so hot. Alvin felt sick.
Looking into the mirror above the sink he assessed himself. He didn't look any different. His russet brown hair was still as messy as ever. His cheeks were flushed red, proof of his rising blood pressure. He leaned in closer to study his eyes. Still gold. As Alvin looked closer though he started to see the black pupil envelop his gold irises. Startled he jumped back, breathing hard.
Something was the matter with him. Alvin decided to skip school today, as he couldn't see to get a control of his emotions. He didn't bother to text his brothers. He would just meet them back here before the end of the day. Slinging the backpack that he had thrown on the floor over his shoulder he left the bathroom, and after checking for the security guard that patrolled he jogged to the side entrance and slipped out.
Good thing today is pretty sunny out for September Alvin thought as he debated whether to take his car or not. No, he decided. That would definitely be caught on the cameras outside the school.
On foot it was. Careful and observant he made his way to one of the side streets that surrounded the school. Alvin really didn't fancy getting caught, especially after the principals warning and since it was the first day of school.
After around ten minutes he knew it was safe to walk freely. He also realized that with his mind occupied on something other than his anger he had calmed down. It was a relief.
He walked for about an hour or so, until he reached an old hideout of him and his brothers. It was a tree house, tucked away about two miles from his house in the woods by a golf course. It was old and rickety. It had been here long before Alvin and his brothers had moved in with Dave. It was special, a place where many memories had taken part and somewhere the eldest brother could relax and just think.
Boy, did he need to think. His mind was doing cartwheels. After climbing the rope ladder attached to the tree house, Alvin settled down on the floor and let his head fall back against the wall.
That girl. He sighed. What could the odds be that she was the same one as nine years ago? Him and his brothers had made quite the journey since then, leaving Oregon and traveling to California where they now resided.
It wasn't entirely impossible she could be the same one. He had never gotten her name just the sound of her voice, tinkling bells, and the color of her eyes. Electric blue. The memory of the ones he had seen years ago was imbedded in his mind. But it had been dark that night. Maybe he hadn't saw right.
Alvin suddenly cursed. Why was he thinking about a girl when he should be thinking about his abilities. He sighed, seemingly for the hundredth time and tugged at his hair, wanting to rip it all out.
He needed to sleep. He was going haywire with all this thinking. Settling down into a more comfortable position he pulled his favorite red hat out from his backpack to shield his eyes from the sun.
The last thing he saw before he fell fast asleep was those damned blue eyes.