Marshal POV
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I groan as my mom shoves my suitcase into my hands as my father rushes me to the door of my brother's house.I, Marshal Johnson. Daughter of a half Japanese man and full bled Canadian who run and operate a multimillion company, is being forced to live with my brother until further notice.
Yeah I know my mom. She just wants me 'child' out of the way so her and dad can do their little games. It sucks being me, but you get used to it since your turning six-teen on October twenty-sixth. Which is soon, sooner than expected.
And it's easy to believe--at least for me it is--that this year I'm going into the 12th grade. Yep, I've skipped a few grades because I guess I'm a "born genius"?
And so is my brother perhaps. He does live in the nice neighbor hood. He works--no surprise on this--at my dad's place here in America. He's not CEO but he's right after that, so of course my twenty-one year old brother gets paid more than he should at his age.
Ugh, I really hate this family.
Everyone thinks we're perfect. But really.
My mom has her affairs, drinking and swallowing down more alcohol than her system needs.
My father has more women he sleeps with more than money.
My brother is the only good thing out of my family, I love him more than my own parents. He's been there a lot for me, and I think I'll be better off with him than with mom or dad.
And then... There's me.
A small, short girl. Naturally black hair but I dyed my bangs blonde on my own--it's real easy--and my nose is pierced. Not on the side like sluts have them Ew no, but on the inside of my nose, the enamel. Then my taste of style isn't good, HotTopic Trash baby here I am! And my attitude isn't the greatest, but I do like people. Just not assholes. And my blue eyes hidden behind these black framed glasses.
Yep. A perfect family everyone.
"Now you be good for Matthew honey," my mom says with a crude grin that sends a shiver up my spin. Creepy.
"Yes... He's in charge and you listen to him." My dad adds on to my mother's comment.
"Yes Sir. Ma'am." I mutter then start heading for the door of Matt's house.
When I reach the door I had already heard the tires squeak as when I turn around I see they were racing off in a hurry. Like usual.
"Oh well," I mutter then open the door to Matt's house and walk on in. I take off my shoes at the door, and then place them together like we usually do, then walked into the living-room.
"Matt! Im here!" I holler and wait for a reply but get nothing. "MATT GET YOUR BITCH ASS DOWN HERE AND LOVE ME!"
"BITCH IM COMING!" Matt yells back running down the spiral staircase and into my arms. He picks me up and swings me around before setting me back down and ruffling my hair.
"Agh I missed you Sis!" Matt hums before Twirling around and sitting on the island in his large kitchen that I doubt he ever uses looking at all of these takeout boxes.
He smiled and hummed for a while longer before he gasped and clasped his hands together and grined, "I also enrolled you in this town's school!"
I made a grimace face and looked down muttering "of course you did," then started walking upstairs to my room that I usually stayed in when I stayed the night here. Looks like it's going to be my forever room now.
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"Ah, that was refreshing!" I smile to myself as I step out of my own personal bathroom, that I didn't have to share. And lay on my bed as the comfortable sheets curl around me as well.
I didn't quite like the fact Id be going back to school, but it doesn't really matter. I'll only be there for one more year then I'm out. So it doesn't matter to me, I'll just sit in a corner and read a book or something like I usually do.
I grab my phone and start scanning through the photos of me, myself, and I. Of course I didn't have friends, I've always been alone. No one liked me, ever. Everyone thought I was a weird person who knows more than she should and goes crazy when someone moves my objects out of line or even takes them.
Some stupid freshman did that to me once, took my magnifying glass and I could find it and it drove me CRAZY. Insane even. But then my brother--who at the time was finishing up being a senior--beat up the lil bastered who took it and gave it back to me.
God I love Matt. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me.
He's the only one who I can count on now.
I turn on my side and turn off my lamp and close my eyes. Having mysterious dreams of myself and a masked up warrior who charged with me into battle.
Strange, with those glorious black locks.
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Yes it's short but it's a prologue, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? xDIdk guys, I hope you like it.
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FanfictionMarshal Johnson--a 15 year-old who was lucky to skip two grades because of her brain--is moving in with her older brother Matthew when their parents are going to live in Japan for their work. Marshal doesn't quite like the idea, being a girl with a...