Imperfection is Perfect

You're as gorgeous as poop in the toilet

It was like a domino effect, the stares I mean. Initially, we wanted to lay low you know, focus on our studies and boring stuff like that. Yeah... I have a feeling that our plan wouldn't exactly go as planned.

"Why are they staring?" I quietly whispered to Edward as conversations in the hallway ceased the moment we walked past.

"I believe, little sister, that they are staring at my enchantingly gorgeous face," Yeap, I definitely expected that answer from Ethan.

"Oh shut up Ethan. You're as gorgeous as poop in the toilet," Edward retorted with a smirk.

"That must be some fine piece of sh-"

"Okay kids, I think it would be great if we can actually find the darn office!" I hissed, trying not to gain any more attention than necessary.

Edward, always being the most prepared one, put his hand out in the correct direction and bowed his head slightly with fake courtesy. I swatted the back of his head as I grudgingly made my way to the office. Ethan was clutching his stomach while laughing at Edward for having his hair messed up only 5 minutes into school. Before they could create any chaos in the hallway, I pulled Edward's shirt and linked our arms together, with Ethan walking behind us, smiling.

"They sure don't seem to like having triplets in the same classes," Sighing, I ran a hand through my golden locks.

"Cheer up, pig! At least we have lunch together. And you have English with us and AP Calculus with smartypants over here and-,"

I almost punched Ethan for calling me pig, I swear but I cut him off, "Alright, I get it. I was being overdramatic. You don't have to keep droning on with your nasally voice,"

"Nasally? Nasally?! Must I remind you how I made girls fall to my feet just by saying a simple hi with my sexy deep voice?"

I waved him off nonchalantly. Edward chuckled a bit listening to our squabble. Putting an arm around me, he guided Ethan and I along the corridors, making sure no one bumped into my 'midget self' (courtesy of Dicky Ethan). At times like this, I was really grateful to have the two most caring brothers on Earth. We argue a lot yes, but life would certainly be a bore without the daily name calling and teasing. I looked up to Edward's greenish-blue eyes which resembled mine and gave him a toothy grin.

"You're such a dork, El." Edward said, giving me a grin similar to mine.

"Alright, princess. I believe this is your hell room- I mean home room so please do both of us a favor and scram. We need some bro time, ain't that right little Acey?" Way to break the sibling moment Ethan.

Edward faked a smile and lightly punched Ethan in the gut, reminding him not to mention the embarrassing childhood name given to him by Grandma. I heard a grunt from Ethan before he grabbed Edward in a headlock. Glaring at Ethan, I gave him the finger and flipped my hair as I turned into the classroom. I didn't miss the tongue he stuck out before looking back down at Edward and ruffling his hair.

Saying I was nervous would have been an understatement. Here I was, sitting in the middle row of the class near the window with clammy hands and shaky legs. I quickly wiped my hands on my jeans before standing up after being called on by the teacher. No, I did not get into trouble on my first day. I just had to introduce myself in front of my whole class. It's just an introduction that's all. I've done it plenty of times, it's going to be fine. Breathing in, I held my head up high and walked confidently to the front of the class.

"Hello, my name is Elora Ava Underwood. You can just call me El or Elora. It is certainly a pleasure to meet all of you. I hope we can be good friends," I ended with a cheery smile plastered on my face.

Fortunately, the response was better than expected. Some boys which reminded me of football players whistled and clapped loudly. The girls beside them, clearly cheerleaders, stopped checking their reflections in their mirrors and glanced at me, some even whispering animatedly while eyeing me up and down. The people at the front of the classroom merely smiled and muttered some 'welcome's in response. But there was one person who struck me the most. His dirty blonde hair was tousled. His sharp emerald eyes raked my face for a second before his attention returned back to the scenery outside the window. His jawline was sharp, oh how I wish I could trace my fingers along his jaw-

"Thank you, Miss Underwood. You may return to your seat," Mrs Evans' monotonous voice broke my trance as I bowed my head slightly before returning to my desk.

I tapped my fingers on the table while listening to Mrs Evans talking about tardiness and some other admin matters. A tap on my shoulder made me turn to the right, shifting my attention to a strawberry blonde girl, smiling brightly on me.

"I'm Alex. So you're the new girl. You caused quite a scene in the morning with your brothers and all," Her tone was polite but friendly.

I returned her smile with a sincere one, "They're a pain in the butt but I guess they're still my brothers."

"You're really pretty. I wouldn't be surprised if the cheerleaders invited you to eat lunch with them," She jerked a manicured thumb to the back of the class.

Sure enough when I glanced behind Alex's shoulder, the cheerleaders were giggling and whispering behind their hands, explicitly looking at me. I smiled a little.

Wanting to bring the attention off myself, I asked Alex that had been bugging me ever since I ended the introduction, "Who's the guy at the back? He doesn't seem to fit in with the other rowdy boys,"

"Julian Hunter? Of course you noticed him. He's gorgeous really but he doesn't like to... socialize. One thing to remember though. Don't get close to him, he's bad news," I raised an eyebrow to the last statement.

A mysterious boy, I see. I was about to ask Alex more about Julian but the bell rang, signaling the start of the next period. My shoulders slumped as I watched Alex pack up her bag. She waved goodbye as I swung my bag over my shoulder.

I stood outside the classroom waiting for Edward and Ethan to appear. Thankfully my first lesson was English with both of them. I jumped in shock as I felt a hand on my shoulder. My gaze turned to the hand and then up to the person's face. A doll with honey blonde hair and piercing chocolate brown eyes gave me a small smile with her rosey pink lips.

"Elora, am I right? I'm Isabelle, you can call me Bella," Her voice was sweet , I noted, while nodding my head stiffly.

"Since it's your first day and all, what about sitting with us for lunch? We can show you around the school too if you want," I bit my lip as I pondered on her request.

I wanted to lay low but I didn't want to be an outcast. I understood perfectly what I would get myself into if I agreed.

A deep, soothing voice interrupted my train of thought, "Of course, she'll be there."

I turned around to see Ethan with his arms crossed. Edward was next to him, giving an acknowledging nod to me. I widened my eyes and used my triplet telepathy to tell them how bad of a decision this was.

Stepping forward, Edward slung an arm around me, "Do you mind if we join too?"

Thanks for ignoring me.

"Oh, of course! That will be perfect. I'll see all of you at lunch then," Her voice was overly cheerful this time.

Flipping her hair, she walked off, with her posse in tow. The jocks followed suit, giving nods to Ethan and Edward. Once they were out of sight, I stomped my foot on Edward's.

"Ouch?!"

"What happened to laying low?"

"Princess, can we talk about this later? If we don't get moving, we'll be late for our first class,"

I hated it when Ethan was right. Huffing, I stomped to the direction Bella and her posse went off to.

"El, class is in the opposite direction," I heard Edward stifling his laughter.

What a great first day.