The 13- year-old let out a loud sigh. "Mom!"It was his trump card, the one that would get him absolutely anything he wanted and he'd learned to use it a long time ago."Okay here!" I said, grabbing my jacket from the nightstand and thrusting it toward him. The last thing I needed was Mother coming in to see what had upset her son so badly. She would’ve gone at me for being so horrid to my precious little brother, annoyed I couldn’t do this little thing to make him happy. With the rise in my position to ‘talk of the school’, I couldn’t afford to show up the next day with more fodder for their active rumour mills. The woman never cared where she left her bruises anymore; it was always up to me to hide them after.Matt’s face contorted into that sweet smile I’d grown to hate before he turned and saw himself out.He’d lose it before the night was out, likely left behind at one venue or another like all the other things he’d borrowed then Mother would punish me for being careless. Money d
She swung the bat at me but with the way she was already staggering, it missed. Missing wasn't something Mother made a habit of and it only made her angrier. "You've been sleeping around again, haven't you?!" This time, she didn't miss. It caught me square in the side of my head, sending my left ear ringing as blood trickled out. "After all I've taught you—all the shit you’ve caused, you go around being everybody's whore again!" She swung another time and caught me in the stomach. The pain bent me double as I tried desperately to regain my breath.I curled into a ball sucking in deep breaths to maintain my composure. Crying would only give her the satisfaction she craved and denying her was about the only thing I had within my power in these moments. I bit my lower lip to keep from crying when the bat co
My heart jumped but I remained where I was for an extra second, deliberating my next move. He’d already spotted me, making it a little less convenient for me to pretend I’d forgotten about his invitation. He wanted me there—for a meeting. There were others inside, a whole four of them; this wouldn’t be another unfortunate run-in with the student administration of my school.I took a deep breath then joined him.Inside, the blonde girl, who was in my homeroom but had done a good job of pretending I didn’t exist, gestured for me to sit next to her with a smile. I may have done a double take if I weren’t so busy trying to play it cool and confident, but my brain was slowly crumpling in on itself trying to make sense of the sudden shift in her disposition.Without any real knowledge of what might’ve transpired, I decided it was better not to offend her. Who knew, maybe Sydney was a skilled actress herself and was moving into
Jayden went on with the meeting, speaking of things that would be of vital importance to the body. While he did, I found myself being transported to another place and time. He was a natural leader, lulling me into a sense of well-being and trust with his magnanimous statements and over-enthusiasm for leading the students of this school.Most of the topics didn’t interest me and the fire I’d had for proving them wrong by joining the body was waning but each time it dipped too low, his smile would be there to bring it back. His assertive manner and his passion for leadership would rekindle inspiration in me until my desires were renewed and I once again desperately wanted to be among their ranks. It didn’t matter what he was saying so much as how it all came across. In that moment, I began to feel that I was a part of something bigger than any individual experience I’d ever had, and while I couldn’t explain such a nonsensical thought&helli
There was a flash of a smirk on Jayden’s lips, there then gone. He remained where he was, not leaning an inch closer, and I could see the mirth return to his eyes effectively diffusing the tension I was sure we’d built up in the last few seconds."You'll have to work on that if you really want to be one of us," he continued, making some effort to suppress the boyish grin that teased at his lips.He was laughing at me, I knew. He’d seen the way the gears in my head had been turning and the way my body gave in so easily to his advance. My face grew warm at the realisation I’d once again made a fool of myself in his presence. I had to salvage my image somehow, shake it off, and be as unbothered as I’d presented myself to be."Who said I still want to be one of you?” I challenged, levelling my voice as best I could. “Maybe I'm not as taken as I was the day before. Maybe you weren’t that impressive."My brow rose
The following week found me hurrying from the house. Staying seemed like a bad idea with Mother having gotten Matt's first semester report card from our previous school sent over. Report time was never a pretty sight, no matter which school it came from. There was something about the straight line of D's going down Matt’s report that always seemed to scream 'Kai's fault', and there was never anything about my own A's that ever screamed 'hard work'.I would end up being responsible for his grades slipping whether through my refusal to help him study or the distractions I produced while locked away in my room minding my own business. Never mind the Xbox he played from morning until night if you let him; it had nothing to do with it. Forget the way he came and went as he pleased, always being out with his friends and never picking up a book. Were it not for the ease with which he navigated his video games, I would be convinced my brother couldn’t read.I gave
"I'm really sorry about that,” I offered, albeit less repentant than I’d been when I first walked in thinking the world was about to end. “With the transfer and the move and everything, I haven't had the chance to really study and throw myself into things. I’ll do better, you’ll see."It was true. Ever since I started there, Mother had been down my throat about who I spoke to, who my classmates were, the times I was getting home—that sort of thing. I couldn’t figure out why it mattered, it never did, but she was adamant all the same. Whenever she felt I was being lippy in my responses, she’d smack me back into place or out of focus; whichever came first.It left hardly any time to lose myself in extra studying."Sorry? If these are the grades you get without studying then I imagine you could give Einstein a run for his money with just an hour of revision!" he exclaimed."...Huh?"Was he feeling alrigh
Their eyes followed me across the gaping distance between the door and the teacher, curiosity overtaking the impulse to want me out of their space. The reluctance with which I handed over the principal’s note necessitated Mr. Burnes prying it from my hand, an action that brought snickers to my new classmates. Barely a minute in and I was back to making a fool of myself."Well, it's nice to have you, Ms. Deneiro. Please have a seat by Mr. Pryce. You're just in time, we're about to begin our lesson on vectors and matrices."My heart skipped a beat as, for the first time since entering the room, I dared to look down at the sea of students. There it was, the empty seat that beamed over at me from its position next to the stude