𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
Matt didn't like the idea of him and his brothers going to boarding school until he makes friends, goes to parties, and meets Amelia. A girl who doesn't believe in love, likes to be sad, and best friends with dark humor. The last 2...
the triplets' room was filled with people again. their friends came over after they finally survived a huge hangover. they were laughing and chatting, and talking about mia's game.
david entered the room and saw a bunch of eyes looking at him. he was wearing black sunglasses to hide his headache and red eyes.
"oooh, look who finally showed up." said chris. david showed peace sign and sat on the chair, putting his legs on another.
"i just still confused how parties like this are fun with our principal," said nick. "under age drinking and huge noise."
david slowly turned his head towards to nick. " firstly, principal doesn't live on campus," said david, putting his finger up. "secondly, security cares about middle school more than us," point one more finger. " and principal is my dad." david smiled.
"you are principal's son?" screamed nick.
"nick, it's so fucking loud." said matt,smacking his brother.
"yeah, sorry, whatever." nick rolled his eyes.
"you joking, right?" asked chris.
"no, he tells the truth. his dad never calls my parents because he knows how much i hate them." said amelia with smile.
"yeah, he was the one who gives us day off when there is a game of any kind of sport because he wants us to be comfortable." agreed mia.
david just simply nodded more than 20 times to confirm it is true. he knows that everybody loves his dad but david wasn't that impressed.
his dad was a good principal but not a father. david spend his childhood with someone else and not his own dad. ronald (david's father) cared about his career and how to built good environment for his students. he left his son on his own. when david grew up his dad realized how far away they are and was trying to make better relationships. david couldn't care less, he thinks he had to do it way before, when he was a kid, when he begged him to play with him or talk.
"yeah, good daddy for everyone, but not for his own son."
"why are you saying some shit like that?" said roughly chris.
"chris, shut up. it's literally none of your business." said matt, smacking his second brother.
"stop doing that, matt, "he smacked him back." do you like it?"
