Escape

Chapter 2

Dedicated to LG for being so enthusiastic about this book which makes me want to wright iluvyew

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Claire's POV

So the week passed by totes fine, if you do not count the fact that the whole class, which is about 40-ish, were listening very carefully not to the teacher, but to Andrew's shameless pick-up lines that he used on me. And it went like this:

"Were you born and raised in a family of thieves?"

"What now Andrew?" I said murderously.

"Because you stole my heart."

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School passed by drastically slow, and I dreaded for lunch. I grabbed my lunch and walked to Sarah, which is the bad ass table. I saw Sarah laughing with a dude, which was rare because Sarah barely smiles or to even think about laughing.

"Oh CL this is my childhood best friend, Jackson. Jackson, CL." Sarah introduced us two together, then left to grab her lunch. I smell something fishy about this.

"Nice to meet you CL," Jackson shot his millionaire smile at me, the one that could have all the girls in the canteen at the moment swoon over his feet.

"Ditto."

"Sar told me a lot about you, my curiosity was eating me alive who was this mystery girl she kept talking about."

"I'd love to say the same thing but I can't."

"Feisty, like how I like them to be."

"It's not feisty, it's called blunted honesty. Runs in the blood of bad-asses."

"Ain't that true."

Sarah finally returned after our conversation that felt like 10 billion years. Or even more. As I turn my head around I saw Andrew staring at my table, specifically Jackson. They have this stare down that looked like, if I'm being brutally honest, that sparkling vampire Edward and that non-sparkling vampire Bella. I looked over to Sarah and made eye contact with her, which means 'look at the boys'.

Sarah laughed hysterically, and I knew that she knew what I meant.

"Hate to break it to your OTP but CL," Sarah whispered to me. "They are siblings."

Holy cow.

Holy mother of cows.

Holy mother of mother of cows.

HOLY MOTHER OF THE FUDGING MOTHER OF THE MOTHER OF COWS.

I should probably stop with the mother of mother of the mother of the mother of cows.

"EARTH TO CL!"

"What did I miss?"

Sarah pointed over to the fight that was going on between Andrew and Jackson. Punches, kicks and everything. Hair pulling even. How old are they? Two? Who would fight with their siblings by hair pulling anymore? At least not me when I'm 18.

Okay back to the real thing.

"What the fountain did I miss?"

"To be honest I don't know. One moment they were having a stare down, the next Jackson was smirking at Andrew and then the fight happened," Sarah answered confusingly as if she didn't have a clue what was going on, which was true.

Even though I get into fights a lot and all, I don't tolerate seeing innocent people all covered in their blood. Or maybe I do.

I jumped in between the two, knowing it was against the boys' code to hit a girl. And it worked miraculously.

"Get the fuck out Claire. Let me beat the fuck out of this plump." Andrew spitted at me.

"I don't like your French." I tried to change the subject and actually succeeded as Andrew suddenly dropped his blood-thirsty face and laughed crazily.

Jackson just shook his head and came over to Andrew. Of course not wanting to start another fight, I came in between.

"Relax doll, just stating a truth to bro."

They exchanged whispers that the entire canteen was trying to listen to, judging on how dead silent it was.

They pulled apart smirking at each other, and I swear the whole canteen was swooning over them, heck even the guys! Sweet brotherly moment it was.

"I think I have my new OTP." S whispered to me.

(A/N: If you don't remember S stands for Sarah just saying xD)

"Same here. Illegal my ass. Obama has to make it legal for them."

"Stop looking at us like we're freaking lovers!" Jackson exclaimed annoyingly.

Andrew just stood there with a blank face, obviously taking in all the information about star-struck lovers that the whole school was going about. That action surprisingly made some of the girls go crazy and are even more obsessed with the brothers.

Proof is.

Someone suddenly yelled out loud, which I doubt that person would still be alive to last until tomorrow.

"JANDREW OR ACKSON?"

"I prefer Clandrew." Andrew said smirking at me and made the whole canteen dropped dead.

"Not if I can help it with Jaire." Jackson shot back.

What the fucking mother of the fudging mother of the mother of the mother of the mother of cows just happened?

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Author's note:

So chapter two is here and basically, Andrew and Jackson are brothers who may or may not like the same girl. Who's going to get the girl? Clandrew or Jaire?

Question of the day:

Would you rather eat poop flavoured curry or curry flavoured poop?

IMPORTANT: I am not a native English speaker so my English might be a bit rough and I use both American and British English that's all bye love you.