THE FIGHTER (Origninally called my UFC FIGHTER)

1. Noah

"Morning," Papa greeted with a warm smile and we greeted him with an equally warm smile before taking our seats around the table after grabbing a plate of breakfast how have you boys been?"

"Good, and you?"Jay asked after swallowing his food. You see, even though Dad and Ezra have been together for 10 years, Ezra doesn't live with us, well not yet that is since Dad has been planning on proposing to him soon.

"I've been good," he replied with a smile.

"When are you going to move in?" I asked making him and Dad choke on their drink making me blink.

"What?" Papa asked once he regained his breath.

"I mean you two have been together for a while now so I don't see why you two haven't moved in together yet" I replied and he blinked before exchanging a look with a dad who sighed.

"We haven't talked about that yet, Noah," he replied and I nodded.

My dad, Ryan Rivers, is 35 years old with dark brown hair and brown eyes. He's around 6'3 and like Jay, he has a muscular build. He was only 18 years old when he decided to raise Jay and me after our parents died when I was a few months old. People have told him that he was making a mistake in raising us and that Jay and I would have been better off being placed up for adoption but Ryan refused. So despite it being hard for him to raise a 2-year-old and a 4-month-old, he managed to do it with the help of Ezra who was at his side through it all. With Papa's help, Dad, as Jay and I decided to call him after he told us the truth about who our real parents were, graduated both high school and college at the top of his class, and by the time he was 25 Dad was one of the youngest CEO's in the country. He's the owner of Rivers Empire which deals with everything from imports to commercial.

Now let me introduce you to my papa, Ezra Carmichael, though he looks like he's in his twenties he's actually 32 years old. He's about 6'2 same height as Jayson. He's naturally brunette but he dyes his blonde hair. He and my dad met when they were both in college and started as friends before eventually getting together when I was 3 and Jay was 5. He's a professional model which means my dad and papa barely get to see each other unless Papa takes a break from modeling and comes home. Last I knew he was supposed to be in London for fashion week but I guess he decided to skip it this year. He's been modeling since he was a toddler alongside his mother and two younger siblings. His relationship with his family isn't strong due to personal reasons.

"Alright finish up as I'll be driving you to school," Dad said breaking me out of my thoughts and nodded taking a final sip of my OJ before getting up while Jay and Ezra followed.

"How long are you going to be in LA?" Jay asked as we stepped out of the house with Dad locking the door behind him and unlocking his door. Though we have a driver, Dad barely uses him as he likes spending as much times as he can with Jay, Papa, and me, and having a driver take us places isn't much fun. He only ever uses the driver of its for meetings or when he can't drive me to school.

"Not long maybe three or four days max" Papa replied and he nodded going to his car and unlocking the door but before got in he said

"Alright, I'll see you guys tonight" and then he was driving off leaving Dad, Papa, and me.

"Ready to go?" Dad asked and we nodded

"When are you due to take your driver's test?" Dad asked as he made his way down the long driveway towards my hell...I meant to say school.

"Monday after school," I replied and he nodded

"Alright I'll clear my schedule so I can take you," he said but Papa stepped in

"I'll take him since I'll be here a few days, it'll be a way to bond more with him," he said and Dad looked over at him and nodded

"Is that alright with you bud?" He asked and I nodded giving him a smile

"Yeah, that'll be fine," he nodded before turning the radio on the rest of the twenty-minute drive was done in silence with my dad and Papa whispering to each other every other second making me smile.

Let me introduce myself since it seems as I've introduced you to everyone aside from myself.

As you can see, my name is Noah Rivers, I'm 17 years old and a Junior at West Beverly High. Like I said, my parents died in a tragic accident when I was a few months old and my older brother took it upon himself to raise both Jayson and me when he was only 18 and in his last year of high school. Though I never knew my real parents, Dad always talked about them so in a way, I knew them but I wished I had known them more than just hearing stories about them from him. Anyway, I'm 5'11 with short brown hair and blue eyes. And I'm gay. And you know what else? I get constantly bullied at school because of it. Jay used to defend me while he was in school since he was two years ahead of me. But now that he's gone, the bullying only got worse.

"And we're here," Dad said bringing back to earth and I sighed. Hey if something was going on you'd tell me right?"

"Yeah," I replied giving him a reassuring smile and he nodded though he didn't believe it he still wished me a good day at school and Papa said he'll see me after school. I took a deep breath and got out of the car, closing the door behind me and ignored the gawking looks from the students littering the front entrance and walked towards my hell for the next 8 hours.