"You know him?" Aria frowned as she pointed at the guy.
I nodded and stood up. My arms crossed over my chest as a smirk played on my lips. I gave him a look before asking, "What are you doing here, Christian?"
Christian gulped before lowering his gaze. "My Mom sent me here."
I felt anger building up inside me. "She has the nerve. Do I need to show up with a baseball bat again?" my jaw clenched and unclenched.
"Baseball bat?" Blake his eyes grew wide.
"Yes," Christian looked at Blake. "You heard that right. She appeared at my house a year ago with a baseball bat and beat the shit out of my mother."
Everyone looked at me with shock plastered onto their faces. I raised my eyebrow at them. "What? You didn't expect me to be innocent now, did you?"
"Why did you even do that?" Aria asked as if I were stupid.
I shot her a dull look. "Because, she dared hitting dear Christian over here." I said and patted Christian on the shoulder.
Christian and I went to the same school in my previous town. We also sat in the same class and we became really close friends since we had to work on a project together. There I heard that his Mom had a rare genetic disease, which only frustrated her and she took all of it out on him. They also had financial issues which only worsened everything. Christian never said anything and didn't do anything about it, thinking that she would just come to her senses one day and stop. But of course, I knew that people like her don't learn things the easy way, so I appeared at their house and beat up his mother. I never really heard anything about her treating Christian badly.
Christian rolled his eyes. "The only good thing you ever did."
I scoffed. "No, I've done other good things!" I defended myself.
"Such as?" Christian raised his eyebrows at me.
I stared at him for a few seconds. "I have..." I bit my lip, thinking of something. "Okay, I haven't," I finally gave up.
"Smashing the principal's car windows, jumping over fences," Christian started.
"Okay, okay—"
"Shaving Ciara's hair off, burning your ex-boyfriend's clothes, getting into fights—"
"Okay, that's enough." I slapped my hand over his mouth, cutting him off. "Fuck off."
Christian rolled his eyes and walked away with a scoff escaping his mouth. I turned around as everyone besides Archer looked at me, wearing a shocked expression.
"You sound like a female version of Archer." Aria finally said and and pointed towards Archer.
"Don't compare me to," Archer gave me a look of despise. "That."
I rolled my eyes at him. "Listen here, pretty boy, I don't give a fuck."
"Did you really burn your ex-boyfriend's clothes?" Asher asked with a slight frown on his face.
"Yes, I did. He cheated on me with Ciara, so I burned his clothes and shaved Ciara's hair off in her sleep." I grinned innocently.
"That's fucking messed up, but still awesome at the same time." Cody laughed.
"Am I the only one wondering who Ciara is?" Asher frowned adorably.
I ruffled his hair and sat down next to him. "She's my cousin."
"You're kidding me!" Blake raised his eyebrows at me.
"You look so innocent. And the way you act is just— this is impossible!" Aria shook her head in disbelief.
"Well, I got in a lot of trouble at my previous schools, and I just have to keep it down or else I'll get in trouble... Or worse, expelled." I quoted Hermione with a grin on my face.
"Well, no shit." Blake said and faked a cough, making me glare at him.
It fell silent. No one spoke. Everyone still seemed to be shocked after hearing everything Christian said. I smiled to myself. I really enjoyed shaving Ciara's hair off. The bitch deserved it. Her Mom made such a huge scene, but my Dad still ended up laughing along with me. They never spoke to us after that.
My Dad was pretty chill. The only time he yelled at me for doing something rebellious was when I smashed the principal's car windows. I was grounded for three months and wasn't allowed to touch the PS4, nor was I allowed junk food for four months. He also kind of gave me the cold shoulder.
The buzzer went off and I sighed when it was finally time to go to class.
Why does school have to be such a torture?

"Nants ingonyama bagithi baba!" Jake sang as he stood on the counter and held the cat in the air above his head.
I facepalmed myself, trying to hold in my laughter. Jake's new friend, Fred, asked Jake to take care of his cat, since he has to leave for New York tonight. Jake agreed, but I guess he took it the wrong way. He shamelessly stood on the counter and started singing The Circle Of Life whilst holding the cat in the air.
This is why he isn't allowed to have pets.
"Mom is going to strangle you." I muttered under my breath.
Just as I said that, I heard a loud gasp, "Jake! What the hell are you doing!"
I turned around, only to see my parents standing behind me.
"Fuck." Jake muttered under his breath, but it was loud enough for me to hear.
Dad didn't say anything. He just chuckled and sat down next to me, ruffling my hair.
"How you doing, you devil?" he smiled innocently at me as my Mom yelled at Jake in the background.
I gasped when Jake threw the cat on the floor, but it obviously landed on all fours, unharmed.
"I am going to murder you!" Mom yelled as she threw a small empty box on Jake's head, making him hiss in pain.
I pursed my lips and looked at Dad as I nodded. "Perfectly fine. How was work?" I asked, pretending I couldn't hear Jake's screams for help as my Mom ran after him.
"We should plan a date for Jake's funeral." Dad finally said something about the situation.
I cleared my throat. "I don't disagree."
"Mom! I said I'm sorry!" Jake screamed like a girl.
I bit my lip as I tried to hold in my laughter. Dad and I looked at each other, both just holding our breaths so we don't start laughing. Finally when we heard a loud thud, we lost it and we started laughing so hard, I could feel the abs forming. We knew that Jake tripped over something. It has always been like that in the history of Jake and the floor.
"Yeah, you two keep laughing." Jake groaned in pain as he walked towards us and sat down next to Dad.
I finally simmered down a bit. "So, what was it this time?" I laughed again.
Jake sighed. "An empty water bottle. Oh no, the empty water bottle you put there!" he glared at me as Dad and I continued laughing.
"He almost broke his neck." Mom walked into the kitchen, shooting Jake one last glare.
"It's because of Tris!" Jake glared at me.
I gasped. "I wasn't the one singing The Circle Of Life while standing on the counter, holding a cat!" I defended myself. "And definitely not the one Mom beat up." I said, making Dad laugh.
"Whatever." Jake rolled his eyes at me and limped out of the kitchen.
Dad and I looked at each other before bursting out in laughter, again. This was definitely a moment for our family album.
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