The Alpha Brothers

- 5 - I guess not...?

I'm picking up Ethan and Charles for school. "Come on guys!" I really hate
the fact I always have to wait for 20 minutes, cause they haven't
finished doing their hair or whatever. I am standing in the open front
door. Just arrived. I automatically walk to a seat in the kitchen.
Where I always wait. Then I hear two pair of feet run down the stairs.
"Morning Sky!" They both exclaimed. Still giving me the creeps... "Are
you guys already set and done?" They both nod the same time. The boys
take out their bicycles from the garage. I go to school with them for
8 years now, and I still don't have a bicycle my own. I always jump on
one of the boys. They never bothered to ask. I jump on Ethan's
bicycle. As in, on the back. He is already on the damn thing. I cross
my arms around his waist. Then I hear a hard growl. I look at my left.
Charles. "Wanna join me today, Sky?" He asks. "Charles..." Ethan
hisses. "Boys! Keep your distance! Please, what is bothering you two?
It's giving me the creeps ya know?" "Yeah we feel some "creeps" too,
you are OUR ma..." Charles slaps Ethan. "Our magical sister." He
speaks as if he betrays his own soul. "Whatever, I ain't no Elsa." I
am still wrapped around Ethan. Charles sights in acceptance. We cycle
to school. Yeah, I know. It ain't that cool. But since we are turning
sixteen this week, we didn't had a drivers licence's, did we?

While first period was a living hell, second would be rather fun. I am in class with Charles and Ethan. English. According to my teacher we are the dream team. Appariantly we are all very good at English and she kinda has to say that cause, well, Alpha's. Sometimes it is very nice to be besties with Alpha's. It means you can do whatever you want. And I like my free-will. Ethan and Charles are not in class yet. When the bell rings I sight. Are they being late, again? Ten minutes later Charles slams the door closed. He struts to the chair next to me. What are these boys doing while not in class? Ethan doesn't show up at all. I guess it's just me and Charles then.

I walk to our table. Yess, we own a table. It's on a podium and its super fabulous. It's quite luxurious aswell. There are four seats shoved at the round table. Two for the boys, one for me, and one for, well... no one. Each break there is another girl sitting on the fourth seat. Mainly trying to seduce one of the two boys. Ethan and Charles mostly play around with them, but never really take them home or anything. Still, again, like each day, there is a girl sitting at our table. A ginger this time. Well well well...