Blackthorn Academy

Chapter One

Please comment and vote. Hope you like it. There's some writing from both of us on this chapter and our styles are very different, but I hope you like it though.

copyrights of Aki rodriguese and maggie

mr.blackthorn pic on side

 Chappy UNO (started by Maggie hehe)

Maggie's POV.



I was on my bed making out with my boyfriend. Let me say, this is one of the times where I am SO thankful that I don't have a room mate. I didn't realize, however, that in the midst of him shoving his tongue down my throat, my dad (the dean of the school) walked in. He ripped me off of him and growled threateningly and pushed me behind him.

"Dad get the fuck out!" I yelled. I was his only daughter of 7 children so him and my brothers were naturally over protective.

He growled at me and grabbed my boyfriend by his shirt, lifting him up in the air. His eyes widen and he bowed his head in respect.

"S-sorry Alpha, I - I uh-" he stuttered for words but my dad flew him across the room towards the door. Wait...alpha? Da fuq?!

"I'll uh-- see ya later babe." He muttered and my dad growled louder and he scrambled out the door. When he was gone I turned on my dad.

"What the hell!?" I shouted and he slapped me across the face. I looked at him shocked and felt a bruise start forming on my face, as blood starts running from my split open lip. His eyes changed from black back to his normal blue. He looked at his hand, shocked at what he did himself.

"I didn't-" he started but I ran out of my room crying.

On the way out I caught my brother walking down the hallway. He had already turned 18 and still hasn't had his first gf. Something about "reserving himself?" Whatever that means... He was one of the biggest studs in the school, yet he hasn't had a girlfriend! Because that totally makes sense...?? He saw me crying and his eyes immediately darkened.

"What is wro--is that a bruise on your face?" He whispered, grabbing my chin roughly and trying to keep in control.

"Daddy hit me." I sobbed and he growled. I could tell the other boys knew because I heard my dad and other brothers yelling at each other down the hall. Something about this sibling interactive thing that I don't have and is only for the dudes. *cough cough* assholes *cough cough*.

Logan, my brother who was comforting me, kept holding me close and growling at anybody that came near.  After a while I went back to my dorm, which is more like a mini apartment, and took a nice cold shower. I slipped on my red lace panties and bra and slipped into bed.

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The next morning I woke up, went to my classes. All day I avoided Mac, my boyfriend. I was called down to my dad's office numerous times but just flipped the loud speak off. My brother would literally pounce on any male that came near me, including Mac AND my father.

After classes I went back to my dorm, showered and put on some sexy lingerie and a Black Keys t-shirt as well as some dark blue skinnies. Not even bothering to brush my hair, I threw it up in a messy bun and added some make up. Hey, I wanna look good while chucking down a Sloppy Joe ;) 

Not.

I walked out of my bathroom and one of my brothers, Chase, who was 17 and had the same gf for a year now, was sitting on my bed going through my drawers. He was about to open the one with my dildo in it when I jumped on him as pinned him down (more like he let me).

"What did I say about going threw my things?!?" I shouted and he smirked.

"Why? What's in there? Drugs? Playboy? Oooo I like Playboy!!!" He said going for the drawer again. I hit him in the nose and he yelped.

"What the fuck?!" He groaned clutching his nose, making his voice all funny. I giggled but then he sighed.

"Seriously though Mags. When ya gonna forgive Pa?" He asked while wiggling his nose and scrunching up his face.

"Dad can shove it up his ass. He doesn't slap you when you're fucking around with those one or two sluts u have in your bed. By the way, is Danielle okay with that?" I asked and his face went beat red.

"Uh...yeah, she's one of them..." He said and scratched the back of his neck. I rolled my eyes just as the dinner bell rang.

"Yum! SLOPPY JOE DAY!!!" I shouted and race my brother to Dining Hall. Many other kids were running with almost inhumanly speed to get there first. Sloppy Joe Day was probably the most loved day of the entire year. We called for waiters (poor kids who do little favors an jobs here and there to stay enrolled in the school) and we ordered out food. By we, I mean my brothers and I. We took up almost an entire table.

I looked around for Mac, normally I sit on his lap. He was talking to my dad and saw me look over. He smiled and walked over to me. I kissed his cheek just in case my dad was watching and sat down next to him. He looked at me confused but I just nodded in the direction of my father who was gripping the edge his table across the room tightly and glowering at Mac.

Our food was served and I swear to God, these men each ate like horses!!! I don't even know how they eat this much, and yet stay looking like sexy man gods!!!

When Chase wasn't looking I stole a fry off his plate... and Zach (the youngest of my brothers and a few months older than me) shouted: "MAGGIE IS BEING A BUCKET DIPPER!!!!"

Everyone at our table and from a few others looked over at him and laughed. Chase caught me and grabbed my wrist while growling and prying the fry from my fist. He takes his food VERY seriously.

" What the fuck is a bucket dipper?" Tyler (the twin to Zach) asked.

"It's someone who dips another person's bucket of happiness." He explained while trying to fit the entire Sloppy Joe down his throat. I rolled my eyes. Typical lunch-table antics. Suddenly the entire room became silent, you could hear a pin drop, seriously.

Standing in the doorway, looking totally pissed off and like she didn't give a shit  about being here was a new girl that I knew  would end up ruining my life. Great. 

-aki writing -

Akira pov


Are you fucking kidding me? My mom dropped me off at the airport. After handing me my ticket, she just leaves me. No hug, no kiss, no 'I'll miss you', nothing just a "get your ass out the car and behave."

I walk into the airport and find the check in desk for British airways, they check my luggage then tell me to take the tram to gate 52. I get to the gate to see that my mom had me in coach instead of first class. Yeah right bitch I still have your credit card. This is my going away gift to you. I went to the desk and upgraded my ticket to first class for $5000 to do it. I was going to be on a plane for 14 hours with a connecting flight from California to England to Spain, the hell if I was sitting next to a crying ass baby or a sweaty old man the whole flight.

About 10 minutes later my flight started saying they were now boarding first class members. Finally I thought as I handed my ticket to the flight attendant.  I was led to a secluded area. Please don't put anyone by me I thought to my self as I sat in a over size seat. As the plane was loading, I kept looking to see if anyone else was coming. Just as I began to think maybe my luck was changing, this rich bitch came into the first class area. She was looking at the numbers over head till she stopped at mine.

God what did I do to you today. Did I piss on your cherrio 's without knowing? I asked myself.

"Excuse me I think your in the wrong seat" said her snotty ass voice so I turned to her with my bitch voice:

"no I think your in the wrong seat"

Then the bitch snaps her fingers and a flight attendant comes over to us.

"Yes, miss, how may I help you" asks the attendant. The woman looks at the attendant.

"Yes, I need you to remove this child from my seat please" says the snotty ass woman.

I glare at the bitch when the attendant asks for my ticket stub. I show her the stub and she checks the seat number before turning to the woman.

"I'm sorry miss but she's in the correct seat, so if you would take your seat " says the flight attendant. The old bitch huffs then sits down next to me.

14 hours next to this lady are you fucking kidding me.

First the bitch constantly complained about everything, from the food to drinks to the seats. When I reached  England air port, I laid a cussing on that bitch that had her face red. I told her that she better not be going to Spain or I would kill her in flight. If she did have that flight she changed it.

My lay over in England was 2 hours. I went to a food kiosk in the airport to eat something before my flight to Spain was called to it's gate. I entered the plane and was once again sat in first class, it took me 2 hours to get from England to finally reach Spain. As I exited the plane in Spain I was tired and bitchy from jet lag and from no sleep. I looked around, my mom said the school would send someone to pick me up at the airport. I looked for anyone with a sign or looked to be looking for someone. Nothing. So I went to luggage claim and got my luggage and waited.

3 hours I stood at the airport waiting...... nothing. I finally walked and hailed a taxi to take me to the school. By the time we pulled up at the castle looking school, I was ready to blow up. The last 24 hours of my life was horrible, and I was ready to beat the hell out of someone, I didn't even care who at this point.

I paid the driver and grabbed my luggage from the seat as I headed to the door. I opened the door to see the corridor was empty of people. I thought this was a school, where the hell is everyone? I set my suitcases down as I hear yelling and laughter from behind a door on the left. I pull the door open to see what looks like a dinner hall and as I look around the room gets quite as everyone  starts paying attention to me.

What the fuck?

No one says a word, they just stare at me. That's when I broke.

"What the fuck are you looking at" I scream at them. Still no one says a word until some bitch stands up from a table full of boys. What a fucking slut I think. She walks up to me.

"Who the fuck do you think you are" she says.

Oh no she didn't.

I jump on the bitch and started beating her.  It was on like donkey kong.