“That is just so not fair,” I grumbled as I got my stuff from my locker. “You’re so dramatic, little brother,” Darius rolled his eyes from his locker to my left.
“No, I agree with Forrest. So not fair. You got to have a full conversation with her, eat lunch together. Fuck she fed you. It’s bullshit. You are swapping lunch periods with one of us tomorrow,” Elijah chimed in from my right.
“Whatever,” he rolled his eyes. “Just keep in mind she will know the difference,” he added, shutting his locker.
“We know that. That’s why we like Riko. Granted, it is fun to fool people. But it would be nice to be acknowledged as individuals,” I pointed out. My brothers both raised an eyebrow at me.
“What? I can have a coherent and deep thought. I’m not always joking,” I grumbled, rolling my eyes. “We know, baby brother. It’s just not often you do,” Darius taunted, patting my shoulder. “Let’s head home. We can discuss this more later,” Elijah sighed.
The beginning and end of the school day were the only time the three of us were together. I couldn’t help wondering where Riko’s locker was. Would we run into her in the parking lot? Or did she ride the bus?
It was strange that she was the focus of my thoughts, and I barely knew her. Thinking about her did help me ignore how people looked at the three of us as we walked side by side. You’d think they’d be over it by now. But no, we are still some abnormality or whatever.
Granted, today, much of the looks were confusion and anger. Jane and her pals were, of course, giving us the death glare. Lance and his friends didn’t look thrilled either.
Not that I care. Darius did the same thing any of us would have. Lance and others like him needed to be taught a lesson about not touching people. Stupid fuck. Sexual harassment is no joke.
As we headed out the main doors, I raised an eyebrow at a crowd that had gathered. Nodding to my brothers, we headed in that direction to see what was going on. As we got closer, we saw what was going on.
Jane and her trio of airheads were throwing Riko’s bag back and forth, using the fact they are taller to play an unnecessary game of monkey in the middle. “Have I mentioned I don’t like your ex?” I asked.
“Not in the last twenty minutes. A new record,” Darius grumbled. “So, do we get involved? This isn't like Lance. We can’t just hit a girl. Mom would kill us,” Elijah questioned, looking as displeased with this as we were.
“True. Too bad none of our cousins go here. I bet you money if Reese was here, she’d knock them all out,” I chuckled, thinking of our cousin Reese who lives in Brooklyn with our mother’s twin brother, his second wife, and her twin brother Clay.
“Reese could beat up the football team. These girls she’d have to tie both hands behind her back to make it a fair fight,” Darius snickered. “We should do something, though,” Elijah commented.
“Um, I don’t think that’s necessary,” I said, watching Riko. “What do you mean?” he asked. I nodded to Riko just as she kicked Jane in the gut and took her bag, swinging the bag to knock one of Jane’s pals away. “Leave me the fuck alone, you plastic bitches,” Riko glared at the other two.
As if somehow finally sensing the fight, a couple of teachers rushed forward, helping Jane and her friend up. “What is going on here?” Miss Pethel asked. “She kicked me in the stomach and hit Katie with her bag,” Jane cried her crocodile tears.
“Is that true?” Pethel asked, looking at Riko. “Yes. They stole my bag from me and started shoving me. So, I defended myself,” Riko sighed, fixing her clothes and slipping her bag over her shoulders.
“Well, I think this might be something we ought to discuss with the principal,” Pethel said. Riko’s deep brown eyes went wide. “Will that be necessary?” Riko asked, frowning. Jane looked smug.
“I don’t think it will be,” I called out, pushing forward. The crowd quickly parted as my brothers followed me. Okay, so taking the lead like this was not my usual. But I wasn’t going just to let Riko get in trouble because of Jane.
“Mr. Frost… er Mr. Frosts,” Pethel blinked, realizing all three of us were standing there. “We and everyone here witnessed what happened. Jane and her three friends attacked Riko first,” I said, gesturing to the crowd.
“Under Massachusetts law, if a person is attacked or reasonably believes that they are about to be attacked, they have a right to defend themselves. However, they are obligated to take reasonable steps, if available, to avoid physical combat before resorting to force,” Darius spoke up.
“Riko was surrounded and being shoved, given no way to retreat or avoid the confrontation. So legally, she had all rights to defend herself. And the school charter only pertains to incidents that result in blood drawing when it comes to violence on school property. And clearly, none of them are bleeding,” Elijah nodded.
Jane and her cohorts suddenly looked worried. Their false tears and game of playing the victim were over. "She deserves to be punished,” Jane challenged.
"Miss Pethel, you've worked at this school long enough to know when someone's bullshitting you. You've always been a very insightful woman,” I started giving my most charming Frost smile. Hey, if it can get dad out of trouble with mom or sway a jury, then it should work on a teacher.
"And this is Riko's first day here. You wouldn't want to mar that with an unnecessary trip to see Principal Walters, especially after the dismissal bell. We both know he doesn't like staying late,” I smile, discreetly gesturing for Riko to come closer.
"And to ensure that nothing else occurs if Riko is on the same bus as her bullies, my brothers and I will take her home,” I added. Riko moved closer to my brothers and me, though she looked unsure about it.
Miss Pethel's shoulders relaxed, and I knew we won. "You can't honestly buy that load of crap. They're manipulating you,” Jane snapped. "We’re just honest. We aren't the one that started a fight then fake cried as soon as a teacher appeared,” Darius pointed out.
"Miss Burns, that will be enough. Your shenanigans have delayed dismissal and therefore delayed the buses. Everyone get on your assigned bus or to your vehicle if you drive to school. Any further outbursts today or going forward, all parties will be dealt with harshly by the principal.” Pethel announced. Students scattered quickly, not wanting to be in trouble.
"Come on, Riko. Our car's this way,” I said, taking her hand. "That's not necessary, Forrest. I can ride the bus,” she tried to protest. I couldn't help smiling that she remembered which one I was. "What bus do you ride?” Elijah asked.
"Bus 25,” she said, having to think for a moment. We all shook our heads. "No,” Darius started. "Excuse me? You three do know you don't get to tell me what to do,” Riko scoffed, narrowing her eyes.
"That's Jane and her number one sidekick's bus,” Elijah sighed. "Oh…” she frowned. At least she realized we were doing this for her benefit.
"Fine. But only today. And none of you are getting out of the car. Better yet, you just drop me off at the bus stop, and I'll walk to my house,” Riko agreed, giving her terms.
"Don't want us to know where you live, sweetheart?” Darius teased. "Yes. Also, I don't want to explain to my dad why three hot guys drove me home,” she answered but blushed, covering her mouth with her free hand.
She didn't mean to call us hot, at least not aloud. "So, we're hot? Good to know,” Elijah smiled. "Come on. We won't get you in trouble with your dad,” I assured as we headed to our car.
How did things end up like this? I had every intention of just quietly finishing my senior year. Sure, ice garnered attention at each new school I've attended over the years. But nothing like this. It makes me wish the Frost brothers had just left me alone. If they had, Jane and her friends would leave me alone. But it just seems every interaction with one of the brothers escalated their aggression towards me. They were culminating with an attack on me as I was heading for my bus. It's ridiculous. I didn't do anything wrong. Okay, so maybe Jane could be mad about my lunch with Darius. I'll admit feeding him wasn't innocent. But it still isn't a good reason for them to shove me, steal my bag, and continue to push me around as they encircled me. They were looking for a fight. And I had enough and gave it to them. It was when that teacher stepped in, I considered I had made the wrong choice. And once again, the Frost brothers got involved def
Dinner with dad went fine. I kept worrying that he was going to ask questions about who drove me home. I’m very thankful he didn’t. I wasn’t sure how to explain the triplets to him. And no matter how I explained it unless I could say they are homosexual; dad wouldn’t like it. Not only do I not want to deal with that, but I then also run the risk that he’ll try to transfer me to an all-girls school. And while I haven’t made any friends, unless the brothers count, and only really made enemies, I don’t want to transfer schools. After cleaning up from dinner, I prepped my lunch for tomorrow. I found myself wondering if Darius would eat lunch with me again. And found myself smiling at the thought of sharing my lunch with him and wishing his brothers were also in our lunch period. “That’s a lot of food for you,” my father commented as he loaded the dishwasher. I furrowed my brow and looked down. It was almost double what I’d packed for today.
I wished Riko had just texted us her address so we could have picked her up. I don’t trust that bitch Grace as far as I could throw our car. All three of us had tried to text her, but either she turned her phone off or was on silent. Which neither would be surprising. She seemed like one of those kids that followed the rules and wouldn’t want to be in trouble for her phone during school hours. Is her dad why she wouldn’t let us pick her up or drop her off at home? I mean, I know my share of intimidating dads. If Reese weren’t already able to intimidate every guy she’s ever met, Uncle Apollo sure would. I’m pretty sure the only reason dad even managed to date mom was because his dad, grandpa Adien, was friends with her dad, Grandpa Ares. We could handle a protective, military father. And I’m sure her dad would be cool with it if he understood that some of the girls at school have decided to target Riko thought that was our fault. But even m
I don't use the word hate often. My mother always quoted William Penn when I was a girl. “Dislike what deserves it, but never hate: for that is of the nature of malice, which is almost ever to persons, not things, and is one of the blackest qualities sin begets in the soul.” I kept repeating that quote, hearing her sweet and comforting voice as I was pushed against my lock and called all manner of vile things by Jane and her friends. I repeated it as I rushed to homeroom, and I used all my willpower not to look at or respond to Darius. I only just met them. If I gave them what they wanted, if I stayed away from them, they'd leave me alone. It shouldn't be hard, right? It should be easy. Then why did it hurt so much when I told Darius to leave me alone, for all of them to leave me alone? I found myself shutting myself in a bathroom stall. "Fuck!” I yelled in frustration. I leaned my head back against the booth, closing my eyes, trying to ho
Damn them. Damn all three of the Frost brothers. “Well, let’s get back to your work class,” Ms. Grant called out, clapping her hands to get the attention of our class. Blushing brightly, I hurried to a seat, finding Cassidy had left the spot next to her open. I could tell Cassidy was bubbling over with questions as I got out my sketchbook and tried to focus on the still-life drawing, we worked on today. “Spill,” she whispered. “Can we just not?” I pleaded. “When I left you, you’d been crying in the ba
Now rationally, I should be jealous as fuck that she was even worried about my brother or that either of my brothers got close to a girl I want. But oddly, jealousy didn’t rear its ugly head. I’m not saying I would get off on the idea of one of my brothers kissing or touching her. That’s just some weird incest shit if you think I’d be attracted to my mirror images. But I did like the way she blushed when Darius teased her in that classroom earlier. So, I’m oddly at ease with the fact my brothers are both into Riko. And unlike other girls who had probably wished they could parlay their way into bed with us all at once, just to check it off a list, Riko’s different. We aren’t interchangeable to her; she sees us. And that was too rare of any of us to pass up. And she fit so perfectly against my side, and I’m sure she fits just as well with my brothers. I was smiling as we walked into Physics. I hate physics, and I’m fucking smiling as we sit at our
I cannot believe Forrest! Every warning my dad has ever given me about boys flashed through my mind. Rationally I knew I should have shoved his hand away when he started to go under my skirt. Yet I didn’t. I didn’t try to move his hand or stop him till he moved to touch between my legs. And well, I only stopped him then because we were in class. I could barely keep it together when he was feeling my leg. I don’t think I’d have managed if he touched me there. These boys brought out something in me I didn’t know was there. I was glad he at least stopped when I told him to. He respected my boundaries, and I can only think so would his brothers. He said they would, which was so weird. How could each of them seem so okay with this? It’s not normal. I may not have experience with boys, but I know this situation isn’t normal. It’s strange that none of them get jealous, just now when Darius pulled me to him and snuck a kiss against my temple. Forrest didn’t bat an ey
I have never liked Brant Jones. Not even in kindergarten. He was a little shit back then, and he only grew into being a giant asshole. I was barely able to pay attention for the rest of the 6th period. I kept finding myself rereading the texts for Riko. He had the guts to ask her that. To proposition her. He deserved so much more than her slapping him. I hope she left a mark. Principal Walters better punish Brant. If he doesn’t, I don’t care if Brant’s dad’s a senator. Mine will bury them in legal battles. I bet there are enough students, past and present, that would be willing to file against Brant for sexual harassment in his four years here at Ravenwood. And it won’t just be Brant I see facing legal action if Walters lets him have ANOTHER free pass to harass female students. Walters and this whole school district would pay if it came to that. Yes, I know that I am only entertaining taking action because it’s affecting Riko is bullshit