"Enjoy your lunch."
I looked up at one of the cafeteria staff as I checked out my tray filled with nothing but a ham and cheese sandwich, water bottle, and apple. Sarah smiled at me, and I ignored her.
I wasn't in the mood to be happy for lunch. Because for me, I'm just going to stuff them in my backpack, place the tray on top of the trash, and head out to the top of the roof.
Not much showing myself eating in a place with most of the whole school where different groups of people stay within that border. You have jocks, cheerleaders, the popular crowd, the geeks, the skaters, the emos, the valedictorian, and there sits the drama club. Now that's the group I wanted to avoid the most.
I didn't want to be tempted by them: I just practiced lines, danced, and sang. Out of all the schools in Long Beach, we have the best singers and visuals, making us the number one best musical performance.
Lion King, Beauty, and the Beast, Peter Pan, anything with songs that create the storyline much more exciting and gives chills to others.
As a kid, I had that feeling of being on the stage, but now I don't linger around it, just waiting for the opportunity to be under the spotlight.
I reached the roof without seeing the fresh, clean air whiff through me, sending my hair dancing. I took a spot to sit and eat alone while listening to my music.
I am closing my eyes and chewing slowly as I nod my head to the rhythms. Suddenly, without thinking, I began to sing.
No one can rewrite the stars
How can you say you'll be mine?Everything keeps up apartAnd I'm not the one you were meant to findIt's not up to you; it's not up to meWhen everyone tells us what we can beHow can we rewrite the stars?Say that the world can be oursTonight...As I sang along, somehow, the music playing through my earphone had an echo. It was Zac Eron, Zendaya, and a third person singing.
Is my earphone acting up again?
It happens sometimes, and I would get fussy over earphones. Skull Candy has the worst quality, but it's cheap to buy. I had iPhone earphones that came with it, but they broke when Paris pushed me down while I untangled the wire. Then, as I tried to grab it, her heel stepped on it. She and her friends continued their walk as they laughed. I had to purchase cheap earphones in a nearby store. I didn't want to ask Athena or Ares to buy me headsets when I knew the same thing would happen to them if I did ask. So I kept my mouth shut and stuck with the lousy quality earphones.
Confused, I pulled one plug out of my ear and looked at it when the voice became more evident, more harmonic, and in sync with the song. Someone's voice is excellent, especially with reasonable control of his singing. It wasn't the song playing through my earphone. It was an actual voice. That when I looked up through my bangs, my eyes grew wide.
Liam Wolfe is singing right in front of me.
I learned of his name once Jordan announced the new students from Hawaii. The twins, Logan and Liam Wolfe. And apparently, my new desk neighbors. Liam had shorter hair and sat on my left, which gave me a handsome smile, knowing he's a people person. With the coat over his shoulders, Logan sat on my right. He defended me from Paris's vicious tongue and lay his head on the desk for the rest of the class period. It means he's just a lay-back guy.
I have them in Jordan's class practically every class, but I also hope they aren't in music class because I have enough of them sitting next to me as if I need the company. The boys in the class are confused while the girls sit in their seats, drooling over the new hula boys from Hawaii. No doubt they are more handsome than most of the boys in school. Throughout the whole three periods, Logan feels asleep. I didn't want to linger around him, knowing his behavior could affect my boring life. If he wanted to sleep, he should have stayed home.
I avoid people who want to sit next to me because of what they say. Everybody who learned about that tragic accident knew how I was the only one alive. Now that Liam is in front of me singing Rewrite the Stars from the movie The Greatest Showman. I became still.
My heart was racing, and I was beginning to panic. I thought no one was here. I thought I was the only one about the roof access because no one was allowed on top of the roof, but I wasn't alone anymore.
"Love that song," he smiles. "So, what are you doing up here?"
How the hell did he know I was up here? And what the hell is he doing here?
I didn't realize it at first, but then I heard the door for the exit, the only door up here slammed. I could have sworn I saw a girl run inside and disappear to hide the embarrassment she was up here with a guy.
And I inwardly rolled my eyes.
He brought a girl up here to score.
I tried not to show annoyance on my face which only made Liam smile brighter.
"I didn't mean to ruin your lunch. I just heard some noise here and thought the janitor caught me, but it seems I find you were singing," he brushed his hair back and fixed up his shirt. "Beautiful voice, by the way. I felt like I was in Sunday mass, right bro?"
Bro?
I heard a zipper noise as I found my eyes on Logan as he walked around the air vent, putting on his shirt; I took a glimpse of his abs, made my face turn red while he tied his hair into a low-cut bun.
I couldn't contain how hot my face was, so I had to look away before he could get a look at my tomato face.
Suddenly, I saw a girl with brunette wavy hair come up behind Logan and went to his side with her hair, clothes, and makeup all messed and smeared. She looks oddly familiar, but I couldn't see her whole face so I couldn't determine who she was. I didn't need a second guess that he and his brother were both up here trying to get some...
UGH!
Is that what all men want from women to give head. Seriously, out of all the places, why couldn't they have done it at home or somewhere else where I could relax and enjoy my lunch on the roof.
This is embarrassing and not to mention awkward. If I knew someone was up here beside me, I would have eaten in the girls' bathroom.
"See, you later Logan," The brunette wrapped around Logan's waist and kissed his cheek. "Thanks for lunch," licking her lips and then hurrying back inside the school.
Liam watched the girl leave, she seems familiar. Her head turned as our eyes made eye contact and a small smirk plastered on her face.
What the hell?
What the hell?It gave off an eerie feeling.Why did she look at me as if I stole something from her?I was getting a sudden stare from his twin brother. My body was feeling hot that I couldn't move an inch."Was she worth it, bro?" asked a grinning Liam."I did what she asked," Logan sighed and rubbed his neck, unhappy."If you don't want her, I can get it with her," Liam smirked. "I heard she's the Queen Bee of the school. If you were to hit that off, that would increase the popularity rate here.""Why do I need to be concerned about being popular?" Logan says annoyingly."It's not much of a difference back at home. We will rule the school with our fucking good looks. I mean, all the babes here are gorgeous."That is my cue to leave.I didn't want to hear these guys talk about getting it with the girls in this school, and I didn't want to be part of it.I felt my stomach churn from all the lunch that I had eaten. I immediately packed up my stuff, rose off the concrete floor, and beg
I opened the door to theatre class, panting and all eyes were on me in a surprise shock just as the bell rang."Well, Miss Reid, you were right on time," says Mrs. Bloomfield. "But, I prefer to have all my students before the warning bell. Giving you the heads up in case you forget.""I'm sorry, Mrs. Bloomfield," lowering my head, avoiding the eyes from the students including myself in a shock when I spot the Wolfe twins sitting next to my chair—not going to ask for a seat change, I grabbed my seat."Miss Reid, why are you wearing your P.E clothes? This is theatre. We don't play sports here, only art," she asked me with her eyebrow raise after I took my seat. Then the whole class chuckles, making me lower myself."They got...accidentally soaked," I replied softly but able to say a lot for everyone to hear."Oh, okay, well, next time, bring extra clothes." Mrs. Bloomfield opened her mouth to ask another question but didn't bother to say anything, then clap her hands together to get the
Once at the nurse's office, Logan had told Mrs. Smith, the primary nurse of the school, a woman in her late forties had examined my health and said to us that it was just a tempory cough from not breathing correctly and told me I could go back to class, but I asked her if I can stay here for a while which she didn't decline. Mrs. Smith then told us she would be out doing errands for a minute. Then she grabbed her car keys and left the office. And it just became the two of us alone.I sat on the bed provided for students to lie down. I held my stomach and looking down watching the ceramic floor.It was entirely for a second between Logan and me, but then he started to break that silence by asking me the same questions just minutes ago. I ignored him."So, you are not going to tell me why you are covered in scars?Silence is what I can give him. I hugged my arms as well hiding the visible scars that can be seen from afar. How can I be so stupid not to wear something before I put on my P
"Effie?" Athena banged my door, and her voice muffled behind it. "Time to get up. You are going to be late."I pulled the covers over my head, hiding under them, then called back. "I don't want to."I could sense my sister's shock by my free voice, then banged the door again. "Effie, what is wrong?" I didn't answer, but my silence won't let my sister leave. "Aphrodite Catherine Reid, you open this damn door!"I let her hit my door several times, ignoring her calling my full name. Then I heard another door close outside my room. "What is wrong? Why are you so loud?""Something is wrong with Effie," my sister replied to Ares."She is probably not feeling well. Let the girl take a break from school, you ghoul.""That is not it. I heard her voice.""You what?!" the loud bangs on my door grew louder and faster, and I knew it was coming from Ares. "Effie, open the door!" His voice panicked.I inwardly rolled my eyes and grunted.My older siblings know I don't respond to them in the morning
"You okay?" I opened my eyes and looked up at the voice to see a man with dark hair, a little long but not as long as Logan's as dark blue eyes staring down at me. He had a tank shirt in white, revealing his muscle pack arms with multiple tattoos, which he's using to carry my wedding style. Panic and humiliated, I duck my head lower from him. Then his chest rumbled in laughter. "You are a tiny thing, aren't you, princess." "Seth, what the hell are you doing?" Another deep male voice from the house made me cringe at this guy's name. Seth then paused. "Who's this?" "Oh, I caught a cat trying to climb the tree, which happens to be a fairy," joked Seth as he turned around to face the other guy. "Can we keep her?" "No, can you put her down because I could tell you are scaring her," said the other guy when I got the look to see he also has the same features as Seth. "I'm not scaring her; you were the one coming at me like a giant bear ready to eat her," Seth laughed, making the other guy
I'm sitting on the bed inside the room of Logan Wolfe.I'm shaking out of my wits here. Just a few minutes ago, I was bawling in front of four brothers who had heard and seen everything that had been going on with my miserable life, and that is something I shouldn't be revealed in front of others.My brain is always searching around the room, making myself aware of the inside chamber of a boy. I've been inside Ares room once when I was looking for my iPhone because apparently, he broke his during a fight with some guy at the bar and destroyed his phone in the process, so Athena and I had to take turns letting him use our phones until he received the replacement.Ares's room was different than Logan's - entirely different. But, the one thing that separates my brother and Logan's room is that clothes surround his place. It's a total mess because he goes to work early, then comes home late or the next day, so he doesn't have time to organize. Athena would have to pick up his dirty clothe
"Shit!" He hissed as he got off the bed and rubbed his forehead. "What the hell?""I'm sorry, I shouldn't be doing this. Don't you have a girlfriend or someone you have benefits with because I'm not that type of girl to be played with," I freaked out and limped my way off his bed, heading towards the door when he caught me by the wrist, stopping me from leaving?"Wait, Aphrodite, just listen-" he was cut off when I heard voices downstairs. A man and woman, and I recognize the female voice anywhere.I let my wrist go from Logan's grip, headed out his door, and made my way down the stairs when I slowly heard my sister's voice coming from the family room. I ran over there and saw Thea sitting on a guy's lap who looked similar to Logan's and his brother's, but his head was shaved off but had a rough mustache and beard with the same pair of blue eyes. I'm guessing this is the guy Don mentioned calling. Rex has the same matching tribal tattoo on his right arm. Looking at how macho and older
The next day when I came back from my fake illness, I considered that day the best day because an angel encountered me. And that angel came by my locker again today. "Aphrodite?" I was surprised by a sudden voice that had me speaking a bit, thinking it was Logan. I know that's not his voice. I was expecting to start another day this morning, but as I closed my locker and faced the person behind it, I was stunned. Paul Walker My ass. I wish it's possible, but Paul is in a better place now, and even if we're still alive and had a son who looks just like him, then I wouldn't be joking around - but he has a brother. Although, he wouldn't be a high school student. No, the person talking to me was my high school's pretty boy, top of his class and overachiever, not to mention Paris's boyfriend, Clark Mason. "H-hi-h-hi..." I was stammering and stuttering. I think both are the same expression I'm giving off Clark, and he's looking at me as if I'm having a seizure. I mean, it's Clark Mas