Lincoln POV"Hey man, wake the hell up!" I yelled at Toby. He was half hanging off his bed and drooling. Idiot. He groaned and stretched out.
"Fine, fucker." He groaned before he rolled out of bed.
He looked just like a younger version of me. He was just a bit shorter and still had his boyish face. He looks just as unapproachable as I do, although he's much more approachable then I am.
I got left in charge of my brother Toby when both of my parent's died. Well, technically my older Sister, Natalie is our legal guardian, but she lives with her boyfriend and let us have the house.
'Just don't tell anyone.' She said to me. Leaving me in charge. Honestly, I could care less. If whatever asshole she's with is more important then Toby and I then I don't want her around. Besides, she'd only get in the way.
I left Toby to get ready and headed back to my room for a quick shower. After adjusting the water I stepped in and let it run down my back. I took a minute to relax and then quickly scrubbed myself off before stepping out and drying off.
I shook out my hair and looked in the mirror. My body was covered in tattoos and a few scars. I guess I look like your typical bad boy. I'm bad but not typical. There's a lot more to me then meets the eye. But my business is nobody else's but mine.
I could cover most of my scars with a shirt except the one on my neck. The ones on my arms were covered by my tattoos. I sighed and went to my closet and through on some jeans, a black v neck, combat boots, and a leather jacket.
I took off downstairs to have some breakfast and a smoke while I waited on Toby. I sat on the bar stool and quickly ate some toast and finished smoke all before Toby was ready. That damn kid.
"Come on, Toby!" I yelled up the stairs.
I don't care about being late to school usually, but I'd like to at least get to know the schedule on the first day.
"I'm ready, jeez. Impatient." Toby mumbled as he ran down the stairs almost tripping over his own feet.
"Good, let's go."
My phone buzzed before I got to the door. I picked it up and read the text.
Don't forget. 9:00 Pm. You know where.
-BossI sighed and put my phone away and headed out the door with Toby. Just one damn day without a text would be nice. I shrugged it off and hopped on my bike next to Toby and took off.
Tonight's going to be burden. I really don't like leaving Toby alone at home. I don't want him to end up like me. But there's no way I can bail.
When you're some sort of a leader, you don't have a choice, but I'm not going into details.
I pulled into the school and shut my bike off. I already felt someone staring at me, already. That was quick. I looked up to meet hazel eyes that belonged to a girl with dark hair and tattoos wearing all black with a smoke in her hand. To say she was beautiful would be an understatement.
I've never seen her before but she doesn't act new. The only girl I've found attractive at this high school.
Beside her stood a guy who looked like he could be her twin looking at her with a weird face. I gave her a small smirk and she rolled her eyes at me and walked away with the guy. That's not the usual the usual reaction I get from girls.
"See you later." Toby mumbled to me and took off.
I nodded and hung my helmet on my bike before taking off towards the school. Immediately I caught a mix of glares and looks of fear. Not to mention a few dreamed looks from the girls.
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Blaise, The Bad Boy, and The Beast [SLOW UPDATES]
Teen FictionBlaise is a junior in High School. She's a good girl, or at least she tries to be. She has two sides. A sweet side from her mother and a dangerous side from her dad that she likes to call the beast. Lincoln is the school bad boy and has a team of...