I huffed at the sound of my middle name being yelled out. I shuffled where I stood, frantically fixing the braid I pleated on my hair. "LOURDES!" the voice of my grandmother called out once more. I whined in frustration then quickly put on my new school blazer, grabbing my red boots as I descended downstairs.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I swear I don't mean to be late on my first day." I muttered as I advanced to where the voice and an amazing smell came from.
Upon seeing the dining room table contained my grandmother pouring my father some coffee while he read the newspaper, my mother slicing her pancake and my brother with a fully amused smirk, I realized that I was not late.
"Whoever said you were late? It's 6:15" my grandmother frowned slightly. "I was merely calling you down for breakfast; have a seat."
I catch my breath and whip my head to Roux. He had his arms crossed, thus his toned biceps seemed buldging. His blonde haired head was tilted down slightly. I turned to the rest of the blonde in the table, my father, my mother, then my grandmother who then continued, "You are aware your class starts at 7:30? Raiden said you were awake, so I called for you."
I blow the strands of hair I was unable to get out of the way and pull a smile, "No, yeah. I totally knew I wasn't late."
Roux snorts. He then begins to dig into his pancakes, "Thanks for the food, Gran."
I glared at him and growl, shoving his head as I went to a vacant chair.
Roux protests at the action, and releases his cutlery to retaliate. It is then we begin to have a brawl at the table. Though he was undeniably stronger, he was also undeniably much more annoying, and so I had to just beat him into a pulp.
I rapidly start assaulting my brother's shoulder. He pretends he is immensly hurt and blocks my punches. My parents continued on in indifference while my grandmother practically lost her wits.
"CHILDREN, NO FIGHTING ON THE TABLE!"
"HE STARTED IT!" I shouted simply making the he-devil laugh and catch my wrists in his large hand. He then begins to poke at me and I growl, getting even more annoyed by him.
"Alexander!" my grandmother shouted to my father.
Dad then pulls his newspaper down only slightly, quickly looking between the two of us. It's not much, but there's a reason why my Alexander Dahlberg was both well respected and feared in his industry. I've heard how his employees talk about his killer looks, as in some find him attractive and some are incredibly terrified of him.
We instantly pull away.
By the time I begin to eat my breakfast, I turn to my parents and ask, "Who's gonna bring me to school?"
"Roux is," dad speaks, nonchalant, "and after, he's going to bring Periwinkle to school and pick both of you up."
Roux chokes on his food and I begin to turn to him, looking smug. He turns to dad and clears his throat, " but... I'm taking the day off, as in I'm not going to go outside today."
"Hmm, weird that you thought you could do that," dad says, giving him a look between flipping his pages.
Roux clenches his jaw, feeling annoyed that his plan to pig out and waste away for the day was going to be a no show.
My mother then turns to Roux and stresses, before taking a sip on her mug, "You heard your father."
"Considering you went to school there before, I thought you'd be more excited," dad added, glancing at Roux.
Before moving to Magnolia, our family used to live here in Ashwood. I was barely in preschool then, so I don't really remember much.
Roux knew better to go up against mom, dad, and my grandmother so early in the morning. He instead sinks in his seat like a scolded child who just threw a tantrum.
I smirked fully as I took another bite of my pancake, telling him, "I'll be ready in twenty."
"Okay, when dad said you'd bring me to school, he meant drive there Roux! DRIVE!" I huffed and stomped on a few leaves that were in my path.
He chuckled and hip bumped me forcefully, "Quit yapping, I used to walk there all the time, and lucky you to get to have your darling brother accompany you."
I rolled my eyes and gripped the straps on my backpack, "I swear if you don't shut up I may resolve to murder."
He chuckled with an eye roll, "Aww, but how'd you live without me 'round?" he teased and attempted to pinch my cheeks. I pushed him away before he even got a hold of me.
"Keep your filthy hands to yourself. I will cut you."
He chuckled and placed his hands in his pocket. "And besides, dummy, it's not like my cherry baby's here." That, my friends, is the name of his stupid cherry red vintage car. It's stupid because it's his.
I roll my eyes as continues, "It's not like you haven't walked farther."
"Yeah, but I'd rather not have to be around you for an unneccessarily longer amount of time, Roux."
After crossing the street and winding up walking to some sort of forest-- why was there a forest here? I do not know myself-- I turned to my brother and knit my brows, "We're lost, aren't we?"
He pursed his lips slightly, "Ye of little faith."
I scoffed and crossed my arms, "Fine, but if I get late on the first day, you're SO getting it."
And out of nowhere like magic, a grand building was before my eyes and I was met with beings dressed in the same clothes as I walking around, greeting friends, and whatnot. I could tell we weren't by the main entrance but therw was an entrance nonetheless.
Roux snickered and wiped his nose obnoxiously, stretching his arms out quite like the redeemer, "What'd I tell ya, huh? Welcome to the tenth chasm of the inferno, Tulila."
I laughed softly, shoulder tensing slightly, "Gee, just what I wanted to hear."
Roux nodded his head in disapproval then threw his arm over my shoulders, "Don't sweat it, I'm always happy to beat someone up if anyone messes with my baby sister." he spoke only half joking as he then lead me inside.
Upon entering the principal's office, we were greeted kindly by the woman in charge herself.
As soon as we were met with the school's face of authority, my brother's demeanor shifted and before we even got close to the premise of the office, his posture straightened and his walk lost its cokiness and retained all confidence. I could try and say it was fake, but he really was just like that. He was like a chameleon that morphed into what he needed to be.
"Good morning, Mrs. Kenneth. I'm Roux Dalhberg and this is my sister Lilac," my brother spoke, smiling politly as he shook the woman's hand. "You spoke on the phone with our father, Alexander Dahlberg, not too long ago with regards to my sister's enrollment."
"Ah, yes, Dahlberg. You're Mrs. Esther Sweeting's grandchildren, correct?" Mrs. Kenneth spoke as she straightened her well-ironed vest and moved stray red hair away from her pale, neatly painted face.
We both nodded and spoke in agreement.
"Right. Well, everything has been arranged. Mrs. Sweeting came over and did all the paperwork needed herself." She straightens her posture and turns to me, "I'm Olivia Kenneth, principal of this institution, and I welcome you to The Royal Langley Academy of Ashwood International.
"I've contacted a student council representative that has the same schedule as you to show you around. She should be here any moment. If you like you can wait here or outside the office, so you can see her."
Upon hearing this, I nod, "I can wait outside."
"Alrighty then," Roux speaks, "I'll be on my way."
Roux and I bid a goodbye, then head out of the office.
"Don't forget, I'll be picking you up, okay. Don't be late," my brother spoke as he walked away backwards. I nodded and waved him off. He continued, "Call me."
I nodded furiously as he smirked, blowing a mocking flying kiss before leaving.
"Gosh, I wish I had a boyfriend like that," a random voice called. I snap my head to the direction of the sound and knit my brows, "definitely date him if you're into the blonde, cocky, and obnoxious."
I suppose this girl with dark hair and green eyes was my guide. She wore a dark blue sweater underneath her perscribed uniform coat with matching colored pumps. In contrast, I was wearing a brown turtleneck and red booties.
Academies like this, rich and prestigious, with equally so studens, were extremely lax with their uniforms. The only thing we had in common was the coat we had, and though both our skirts were a-line and black, reaching above our knees, they were most definitely different.
A smile hatched on her lips, "Soooo, does that mean he's not your boyfriend?"
In an automatic response to the horrifyingly disgusting assumption, I threw my head back and feigned vomiting, "Hell no! You can have my sorry excuse of a brother." I began to wheeze, "I must warn you though, he's not from this world. He's 100% crazy."
She chuckles and nods, "Seems right up my alley. Anyway, hi newbie! I'm Gail Alonso, short for Abigail, and before I got distracted by your hot brother, I was going to tell you that I'm the student body president, who was given the exact same schedule as you, meaning we have to be friends."
I release a huff, "that's a lot of pressure."
"Nah," she flaunts her pearly whites. She then comes over and links her arms with me, "Believe me, I'm probably the least pressuring person in school." After saying this, she begins to lead us off.
I chuckle, "sounds exactly like what someone who'd pressure you would say."
She laughs at this, and I laugh because of her laugh. "I like you already newbie. What should I call you then?"
"Well, my full name's Lilac Lourdes Dahlberg. You can figure it out from there."
She suddenly halts and turns to me, "Wait. Are you that Dahlberg?"
I hesitate and clench my jaw.
Gail gets the message and further clarifies, "As in Paramount & Principle Enterprises Dahlberg?"
I lick my lips and nod slowly, "Right. That would be my... father's... business."
She pulled back and let out a breath. She then offers me a smile, "hey don't be glum. Family scandals are the least scandalous thing here. Trust me. Last time, we had a transfer student from Zurich whose family got into trouble with some royal family, and no one bat an eye."
She begins walking again, as she continues rambling about other 'non-interesting scandals' that involved students here. I jolt up however when she pulls away sharply and gasps, "WAIT, THAT MUST BE ROUX DAHLBERG THEN! Stylish Magazine's reccuring hottie of the month!"
I groan and roll my eyes, "the only thing hot about him is his head."
Gail eeks and giggles, "ooooh, you have to introduce me to him, sometime, m'kay."
I huff, "Sure. Don't regret it, okay."
She then begins to look at me funny. I return the look. She nudges me, "I haven't read much about you as your brother, but from what I hear, you're a girl with a thousand knights, back home."
"HA! That's an ever bigger lie than my brothers. The only guy who I thought was my knight in shining armour, turned out to be a collossal jerk-face."
"Ahhh, well, if that's the case, I do believe there are some diamonds in the rough here for you."
I shake my head, "Not necessarry. I... don't think we're going to stay here long anyway."
Gail nods and gives a pout, "call me clingy, but I kinda hope you stick around, not because of anything else but you end up liking it here."
I examine her smile and decide her friendly demeanour was probably genuine. I smile back as we walk down the empty, well-polished hallways.
"There are a lot of rules you must familiarize yourself with in order to keep things around here in their place. I think I can get you a seat next to me in every subject. Strategically speaking, since I'm always near Emeraude, the eyes and ears of the school, and Michelangelo, the smartest kid in school, you as well will be in a good seat. That's also on top of being next to me obviously." she spoke with a playful eyeroll and hair flip.
"And what do we seem to have here?" a voice interrupted. Gail and I stop in our tracks as a boy comes into view with an expression I was wholly sure meant like he was looking for some trouble.
He was tall and mocha skinned man. His hair was fixed so that it looked like he hadn't fixed it. He looked cute.
"Well, well, well, it seems like we'll be having fresh meat on the menu today." He spoke with a tinge of what I could distinguish as a hispanic accent and raised his brows as his eyes raked me from head to toe.
I pull my head back.
Sorry. Did I say he was cute?
I meant he looked like a human trash can.
"Excuse me?" I raised a brow at him.
"Get lost, Javier," Gail scoffed, tightening her hold on me.
Human-trash can ignores that. "We're not properly introduced, the name's Javier Rosario." he purred making me chuckled dryly.
"I asked for a clarification for your offensive statement, not for your name," I retorted.
He chuckles and turns away in amusement. He clicks his tongue in a reprimanding manner when he turns back, "I'll let you off cause you're cute. Remember me, okay, bonita?"
With that, he walks past us.
Both of us make annoyed sounds. Gail shakes her head, "And that's Javier Rosario in a nutshell."
"What a joke." I scoff, making Gail chuckle. "Lilac, you have no idea what you just did though."This makes my brows raise, "What's that supposed to mean? I just told a guy off for being rude and put him in his place."The brunette breaks into a hearty laugh, "You, my friend, just told off one of the king of Langley Academy on your first day. Thank goodness I was showing you around. If it was someone else--""Hold on. hat do you mean 'king'?""It's stupid really," she does not forget to roll her eyes when saying this, "There's a Langley hierarchy, and sadly this is your new reality. You'll get a better picture when we get to the cafeteria. Cece is honestly much better at telling stories than me. But since lunch is still an hour away, let's kill some time. Let's walk and talk, I'll show you all the places in school you should know about.""Won't we get in trouble for cutting class?" I ask, making her turn to me with glimmerin
It was the second day of school, and to say I expected much was an understatement. Yesterday ended fine. I decided not to tell my grandmother, nor anyone in my family anything I learned at school, mostly because my parents weren't home, and my grandmother seemed so expectant that my first day would go well.To be fair, he most eventful happening was the storytelling during lunch, and aside from a rude remark from human trash can-Javier, it was fine. So I decided to stay quiet, just until I witness something first hand.Gail truly did not leave my side, neither did Cece, Nina, and Kai, so long as we shared a class.I eventually understood why they hated one mister Pozwich, having both heard the story of him and his temper, and experiencing it fist hand. His wrath was not directed to me, still, his temper and snarky remarks were terrifying.It makes you wonder how he could afford to do that when everyone in the class could literally afford to
Ah, how long has it been?How long has it been since all three kings were interested? How long has it been since the kings were interested in a girl - thesame girl? Since Jenny?Well, it doesn't really matter, cause none of them really remember."I said it first." Dae-Hyun argued."Well I saw her first." Javier growled."Boys. Let's not kid ourselves." Marcus spoke making the two turn to him and scoff.The lightest skinned amongst them scoffed, "Just kid yourself then, you're second to both of us."The darkest skinned amongst them laughed, "What? Isn't it just better if we make a deal instead of fighting over her?"The sun kissed man crossed his arms, "What kind of deal?""The only deal us kings can make, the best kind," Marcus smirked. "We should welcome her to our kingdom, then we should break her in.""Are you suggesting we beat up a Dahlberg girl?" Dae-
I wiped my freshly showered hair off with a towel. Thank all things sweet there wasn't anyone home besides my brother and I. It made for a lot less explaining to do.However, on the other hand, my brother had a lot of explaining to do to me."Those damn punks! I can't believe they even got a king after I left!" Roux mumbled making me roll my eyes."It's all your fault then! If an egotistical moron like you hadn't made a dumb hierarchy then I nor anyone else would have to deal with shit like this."Roux gave a guilty look and shook his head, "Tulila, I didn't elect myself. I became king because that's what everyone started calling me." He shuffled on my plush bed where we had lazily propped ourselves on. "And I never went after anyone who didn't cross me, especially not without good reason. I usually just got into trouble with my own friends or those jerks from M.A.C."I chuckled dryly, noting the fac
"I cannot believe that happened," Javier growled, leaning against the chair's backrest which he had in front of him."But I got to say, it'll make the win a lot more satisfying," Marcus mumbled in reply."True," another voice spoke out lowly, sinisterly. The two turned to the tall, pale man whose arms were crossed and whose back was against the wall. "I will get my revenge on him." he spoke, nonchalant, though he clenched his jaw so tight it would've broken his teeth.Marcus' brow raised automatically upon hearing that. "Are you honesty that stupid? Don't you know who he is?"The man scoffed at that and felt a tendon of anger be pulled in him, "Does he know who I am?"He pushed himself from where he leaned. "I'M LEE DAE-HYUN!"Marcus shot up from the seat he sat on, "AND I'M MARCUS D'FROI!" He huffed sharply. "But who the hell cares because he's Roux Dahlberg; he's long left the shadow of his father. He is no player to disregard."
"Ugh, I swear, if no one shows up and Kai starts snoring..." Gail groaned, trailing off, making the said snorer laugh in amusement."Hey, it's not my fault I do this! And anyway, I heard there finally is going to be a new English teacher and I hear she's young and hot."Cece rolled her eyes and kicked Kai's leg, under the chair from behind him.Gail, who sat in the middle of my and Kai's shoulders slammed her head on the table.And Nina, who was chatting up with some people on her phone, silently turned around at us then back to her screen, nodding her head in disapproval.Kai's bruised cheek, by the way, was not too visible now.Just as someone else altogether was about to complain about the lack of facilitators present, the front door swung open and the sound of heels clicking on the ground followed."Good morning," files and a bag was placed on the front desk, "Long story-sh
"What do mean Javier apologized?" Cece practically fainted. "AND WHAT THE HECK IS 'HE EVEN INVITED ME TO LUNCH' SUPPOSED TO MEAN?""I mean he kept bothering me the whole day yesterday and I don't even know why." I groaned as I stuffed my bag in my gym locker to the right of Cece's, which was next to Gail's, which was next Nina's. It was a miracle that we all had PE class together, along with English; even Kai was here, just not here-here because, well, this was the girl's locker room."But WHY?" Cece groaned out and sighed, slamming her locker door shut. "What possessed that man to be like that all of a sudden?" Nina added."Honestly, I have no clue." I spoke as I crouched down and tied my shoe lace."He probably must've hit his head or something." Gail scoffed a chuckle. "But whatever it is, it seems fishy so don't let your guard down, Lilac." she added makig me smile."Don't worry, I won't.""Okay, gather
"Sit down before the devil comes!" I whisper-yelled to Gail who was pacing around the room in order to get a good signal on her phone.You are correct if you assumed that we were currently in history class and the teacher of the hour was, indeed, Mr. Pozwich, the lord of darkness himself.Gail huffed and sprang over to me, her seat being to the left of mine after all. She huffed and sat on her chair, violently tapping the screen of her phone where the resend button was. She cussed and dropped the object in frustration, absolutely done with trying.I chuckled just as she groaned."Shut up, I'm waiting for a really important text, okay.""Ooooh, is it from your boyfriend?" I teased.She narrowed her eyes at me and pushed my shoulder, "No. It's from my mom."I wiggled my eyebrows, "Course it is."Just as she glared, all the sound and all the life in the room died down and along came our favorite tea