-RAVEN-
I'm sitting on the floor, trying to focus on my new book, but even if I try hard to do so, I can't. Why? Because a fucking 21 year old bitchface keeps on throwing paperballs and cherry seeds at me.
"Little bro, Little bro, Little bro, Little bro, Little bro-" I throw my pen at Lance, who's eating a cherry. Unluckily, he dodges. His eyes widdens and he spits the seed at me. -Ew, disgusting! Now I have his bacteria!- I unpleasantly rub the infected spot. He then angrily marshes towards me. "YOU ALMOST HIT MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!"
I shut my eyes and pray internally for him to disappear. -I'm so done with this arsehole.- "Beautiful, my ass! What the hell are you even doing in my flat? Get a fucking life Lance!" I bark and glare into his dull blue eyes.
Shortly, he's shaking and his face is turning red. -He is about to explode.- "You're such a fucking naughty child! Where did you get that from, young man?" He crosses his arms together and I roll my eyes.
"Stop trying to sound like you have control over me. I'm serious! Let me fucking write my book and we can go out in some hours! Do something for yourself and stop bothering me!"
With that said, he mumbles curse words underneath his breath and stomps back to my bed. Not even a second passed and he's back to his phone, completely ignoring me as I scold him to get out from my bed. -Kids these days. Oh wait, I mean fucking young adults.-
I return back to my book and try to come up with something. It doesn't matter how hard I try, I can't get her out of my head. Which reminds me, I think it's cute that she actually ditched blonde dick and Blake. -Shit! She's too cute, whenever she flushes...- I slam my face into my hands and curse myself for being immature.
From the corner of my eyes, I spot the childman staring at me. "Oi! Stop smiling on your own. It's creepy as fuck!" Lance barks at me and continues looking back into his phone.
-Does he really have to watch every single fucking move I make?-
I groan and return back to writing. "Just shut up."
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"So, what is the book about?" Lance sips on his coke and stares at me.
"None of your business." I add back and bite into the hamburger. If I tell him what it's about, I know he won't stop making fun of me. I really hate his guts, trying to take advantage cause he's older.
-Honestly, I'd rather sit at home and keep on writing my book, than sitting next to this whining pig infront of me.-
The childman rolls his eyes and stuffs himself with fries. "Ya know, mah mum is helping you, so pay respect to me."
-His mum works in the 'New York Times'. She's the one who helped me publish 'Seeking'.-
"I could, but I don't want to. Besides you aren't her, there's a difference." I add back and sip on my drink. He groans and opens his mouth to speak.
"You little piece of shit!" A few elders stare at us. -This sick bastard had to open his fucking mouth!- He wants to continue fucking with me, but I tell him to shut up.
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After a long ass hour, we headed straight to Dash's place. According to Kim, they are training in his basement for the upcoming fight. Ever since Blake and his squad came to our club, we started training everyday.
-Which is good, since the Hernandéz household has military tools. They are known for their Company, military school's and their two sons. Unfortunately their eldest Son, Lieutenant Diègo Randy Hernandéz , age 25, didn't survive the war in Syria. It's pretty depressing thinking about it. Dash was 16 at that time. While their second son, Commander Damian Eduardo Hernandéz, age 26 (this year), is still training hard. Then comes Dashiell Romero Hernandéz, the most flirty and messed up guy, I've ever met.( No wait, that's Lance.) The three of them look alike to be honest. People used to think they were triplets.-
We drive inside a forest, almost out of New York and stop infront of a beige, 3 story mansion. The roof has the colour blue, stairs are hugging the house and a big ass pool is almost covering all the space. -It's a breath taking view.-
Lance got out of my car and the first thing he says is. "I feel like a fucking Disney Princess!" He slides his glasses back up and smirks at me. -Stupid right?-
"We both know that you are the housemaid, who's watching the house from outside." I grin back and he rolls his eyes.
Sam is the first to greet us. He looks soaking wet. "Howdy! Come in. Troy and Christopher are also here." -Ah I forgot, that my brother actually headed out early today.-
Lance shakes his head and sighs. "Shit, that little bastard had to appear here." -He's referring to his younger brother.-
As we enter 'the castle', we stop at a wide room full of high technology, which is just their living room. On the couch are Kim, Crystal and Blair playing 'Fortnite'.
-I still don't understand, what's so nice about it. I used to play CS:GO and now this new generation, plays with colorfull characters. We were frickin' badass. That time where Lance would keep on screaming, whenever we killed him with a 'headshot'...Oh, those were nice days.-
Kace is sitting on the computer. Sam is talking with Lance about girls, obviously.
Shortly, I spot a tall blonde guy, running infront of me, with a red bandana around his forehead and two Nerf Blasters in his hands. "Catch me if you can, Suckers!" He looks exactly like Lance, when he was younger. Christopher stops beside me and grins. "Oh, hey Raven! Wanna join me?"
I shake my head and smile back. "No thanks, little man."
Another tall boy appears in the living room. He's all sweaty and also has two Nerf Blasters in his hands. Troy runs towards us and smiles. "Hey bro!" I return the smile and watch him take a deep breath. He looks at Christopher and whispers. "Dash is about to haunt us, we better hurry and hide!"
-Oh, so they are playing 'Survival'.-
Speaking of the devil, Dash's voice hallows in the house. "You can run, but you can't hide from me!" The two teens stiffen beside me and try to run away. The Latino sprints into the room and shoots. Christopher manages to escape, but Troy got shot.
My brother groans, drops his guns and lies down on the ground. "Fuck!" He curses and shuts his eyes.
Dash chuckles and screams victoriously. "One man down! Christopher! You're next!" We hear a loud crash in the other room. -Poor boy. They almost had them.- The latino man grins at me and hands me a gun, but I don't take it. "Oh c'mon mane!"
"Who's in your team?" I raise an eyebrow. -I know Dash. He won't play on his own, when it comes to shooting.-
" 'Damn' is playing on my side, so c'mon! We're going to win this!" He laughs and I roll my eyes.
"Of course you will, since you only win against younger ones. Isn't it unfair that Damian is playing on your side?" I sarcastically ask as he groans.
"You're such a sissy boy! 'Damn'! Living room, now!" He screams and a familiar, tall and broad man steps inside the room. He looks exactly like Dash, only that he's much more muscular, has a 3 days beard around his jawline and has a scar on his right cheek. "Wait here. Imma haunt Christopher Columbus!" With that being said, he disappears.
Damian smiles at me and hands me his hand. I take it and we do our usual handshake. "It's been a while, Archer. How's the Club?"
-He has been a former 'Underground fighter'. He just stayed for a year and decided to join the military force instead.-
"Boring, since you aren't there." I grin and he places his hand to his chest.
"Aww. C'mon mane! Don't make me all emotional here!" He chuckles and I just shrug.-He has always been there for us. I do wish he were back, but I think it's better that he doesn't continue doing something illegally.- He slowly places his guns down. "I don't trust Isaac. You better be carefully when he's around!"
-Isaac is the founder of the club and the most dangerous person there. I don't even know, if he has ever killed someone, but according to some members, he has the power to shut one person off. All of the legendary fighters are on his side.-
I just nod and stare into his wise hazel eyes. "Don't you worry. I have everything under control. He hasn't appeared for a year and I doubt he will now."
"I have one favour to ask you." The latino man stares into my eyes. I can see the concern inside his flaming orbs and nod. "Please take care of Dashiell. He can be a real pain in the ass and is a fucking retarded kid, but he's my brother and I can't stand the thought of him disappearing one day. I can't lose another person, you know." He laughs and sighs as he realises that I'm not joining him.
-I know exactly how he feels. It must be hard living without Diégo, his older brother and the person he was the closest with.-
"I won't let anything happen to him." I assure him and a delighted smile flashes to his serious face. -That's right. He shouldn't worry, about his brother. He has his own endangered life to worry about.- "How long are you going to stay?" I ask to change the topic.
"Uh, about six months then I have to return to the army." He grins and picks his guns again to refill them.
"I see. You better be careful aswell." As I told him that his grin turns into a smirk.
"You really needed to say that? This guy?" He points at himself with his eyebrows raised up. "You're talking to the most careful guy ever!" He laughs and I join him.
-Yeah as if. He can be childish, just like Dash sometimes.-
"Enough from me. I heared there is this girl you're rooting for, huh?" He nudges me with his elbow and grins.
-Dash really can't keep his fucking mouth shut.- I sigh and forcefully talk. "Yeah. She's a wonderful human being. Not someone you get to know everyday." The thought of her listening beside me right now, makes me smile.
"Is that so? She must be really special then." Damian says and I proudly nod. A sudden creepy smile flashes across his face. "Is she thicc? Like really lit that your manliness can't keep up? Did you do her right and aren't virgin anymore?"
-These brothers are really sharing the same brain. I wonder if I and Troy do the same.-
"Damian." I warn him and he lifts his hands up, saying he's taking it all back. -Good boy. He knows that he shouldn't fuck with me.-
My brother let's out a big sigh and we look at him. "What? I'm fucking bored."
"Ah, you're dead right?" Damian and I laugh out loud, just to annoy him.
A familliar guy creeps behind the Commander and fires. Christopher aimed exactly on Damian's head and let's out a victorious scream. "FUCK YES! WE WON!"
Damian raises an eyebrow and looks around. "Where's Dash?" Christopher orders him to lay down, just to be sure he won and Damian rolls his eyes.
"Lay down now! You dead!" Damian does so and stares at Christopher, who's grinning happily at us. "Dash is dead too!"
Troy snickers, while Damian doesn't look pleased at all. "Are you fucking serious right now?! Dash!" He yells.
Dash's voice hallows back. "What?!"
"You're the most useless person ever! How the fuck did you lose against a 14 year old?! You really embarrass me!" Damian groans and the teens laugh out loud.
Dash angrily yells back from upstairs. "Shut up! He knew that I was about to reload and used that opportunity to shoot!"
"No, you're just a fucking loser! That's why!" The elder one barks and stands up to join Kace. Dash storms down and angrily barks at his brother. -The Hernandéz brothers are reunited-
Christopher looks at Troy and rushes towards him. He gently places Troy's head to his arm and concern flashes through his face. "You better not leave me, buddy. We won a good fight."
Troy dramatically coughs and looks at him. "I'm fine. Commander Christopher. Cornelius. Columbus." Laughter escapes his mouth and he can't help himself. Christopher drops his head back down to the floor, making him groan and hold his head. -They deserve an 'Oscar' for the most dramatic scene ever.-
"You're a fucking dick! I told you not to say my full name out loud!" Christopher marshes away and Troy tries to calm down, but can't stop laughing.
-These kids remind me of Lance and I. It's really funny to see them act all dramatically. (Christopher's full name is: Christopher Cornelius Columbus Clarke. ) ( Lance's is: Lance Frederick Rufus-Bartholomew Clarke.) I really feel sorry for them. Their mom chose the most awkward names ever.-
"Y'all better shut up and join us here! We're going to find the meaning behind your names." Lance grins and is sitting on the computer desk. -Talking about names...-
All the guys join except for the girls. I walk towards them and watch Lance type the first name on the computer. "Samuel means 'God given'." He looks up to the proud looking Sam and grins. "You lucky shit better care for your name!"
"You're just jealous." Sam says and Dash supports his bestfriend. They gsmirk at each other and do their weird handclap.
Lance rolls his eyes and looks back at the screen. "Shut up!... Next is Kace. Kace means...Courageous and vigilant always on the watch."
Kace grins and points at himself. "Explains why I'm a badass!"
The man, who's staring at the computer mischievously grins and had to ruin Kace's moment. " Hold up there, big man. Kace is a common girl's name." -What?I didn't expect that.- We laugh out loud, making Kace return back to the couch.
"Y'all seriously piss me off!" He says as we try to catch our breaths.
Christopher pushes Lance to the side, making him groan and punch back. They fight for a minute and Christopher types on the keyboard. "My name means...carrier of Christ."
He stares at it for a while then grins at us. "Fuck yeah! My name is awesome!"
Dash smiles and whispers something into Sam's ear, making him snicker. "That's a great thing Christopher. However, you forgot to put in your full name."
-He really had to mess things up. The Clarke brother's are not only known for their looks, but also for their weird names.-
"Shut the hell up, Dash!" The teen angrily barks and types again.
The latino boy grins as he stares at him. "Are you really going to type that in?"
Christopher reacts fast and squints his eyes at him. "What?! Like Fuck I would!" After a few seconds he places his hands on his head. "Are you fucking with me?- Thanks?!"
Dash chuckles and pats his shoulders. "No need to thank me. I just have the brain ya know. Good thing I reminded you to write your whole name-"
The teen glares at him. "What the fuck are you talking about?! I expected your name to be embarrassing, but no it means fucking 'thanks'!"
"Ah." The latino realises what Christopher is actually referring to and grins. "Dashiell" -Dash's jokes are stupid to be honest.-
"Get off my seat, you lil punk!" Lance
Pushes Christopher off the seat and plumps his ass on it. Then he starts typing, while ignoring his brother cursing at him. "Kim... means 'gold'... In chinese Kim is written as Jīn... but is a common Korean surename."
Kim smiles and pats his shoulders. "Explains why I'm famous around ladies. It's in my name bruhh~ They dig for the 'gold'! " He chuckles and the others roll their eyes. -But that doesn't explain the fact that he's still single.-
The childman squints his eyes and smirks. "Are you actually a Chinese, Korean or Japanese guy?" - ...He had to bring that up.-
Kim grimaces his face in disgust. "You're a fucking racist!"
"What?! I just asked a normal question. I mean, you look like a Chinese guy, watch Anime and have a name that is common in Korea-"
"Maybe I am a Chinese guy?! That's why I look like one?! And Anime is every fucking Asians shit?! My name might be common in Korea, but I'm Chinese!" The asian guy snaps out and marshes to the girls.
Lance blinks and looks like he's trying to figure out what just happened. "The Fuck Happened?"
"You're really a fucking racist, Frederick." Dash adds and we all nod.
"You get to say nothing latino boy! Talk about luck that Trump didn't kick you out of New York... YET!" Lance barks back. -He's taking it too far.-
Dash and Damian glare into his eyes, looking like they're about to kill him.
The elder one grabs Lance's shirt and lifts him up. "Don't shit with us, you british fuck." -If they start a fight, I won't stop them. Lance deserves a punch.-
"Okay, I take it back." Lance surrenders and sits back again. -Serves ya right.- The two Latinos smirk at each other and wheeze after a while. Lance completely ignores them and moves on. "Troy means... soldier." He looks up to my brother, who's smiling proudly. Then looks back at the screen and places his hands to his head. "HOLY MOLLY... YOU'RE UNDER MAH NAME!!!"
- 'Soldier' is Lance's stagename.-
Troy rolls his eyes. "Hell nah!"
"Fun fact. Your name sounds like the spelling 'T-R-E-U' in german and means 'loyal'. But why the fuck are you not?" The childman laughs out loud and Christopher joins him.
"Shut up!" Troy squints his eyes and crosses his arms together.
They start fighting again and the guys join their stupidness. -Gawd, why the hell am I even here?-
I take my phone out and check if I have new messages. -She didn't even write me back... Wonder what she's doing. I do wish to hang out with her now, but she needs some time for herself...-
After a few minutes, I hear Lance talking again. "Raven... is a name for a dark-haired person, or a thieving person." -Ah shit! Why are they dragging me to this?!-
I look up from my phone and turn to see their faces. As expected, theit heads are already turned to stare back at me.
-Seriously?! What the fuck is wrong with these people?!-
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