𝚃𝚑𝚎 4 𝙳𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 • 𝙻𝚊𝚋 𝚁𝚊𝚝𝚜 •

The Bionic 500

Nobody's POV

"Ugh! This new neighbor has got to go!" Bree groans as she and her siblings walk into the living room, all wearing their pyjamas.

"Why does he keep racing his car up and down our street every night?" Chase asks.

"I know this one! To get to the other side." Adam says.

"Well if he doesn't stop, I'm gonna melt the other side of his car!" Mia groans.

"He clearly has no respect for my beauty sleep. It takes at least 8 hours to look this good. Ten, if you want that Leo glow." Leo whines.

"I can't believe I have to wake up to this!" Donald shouts walking into the room, wearing his ugly pyjamas.

"I can't believe I have to wake up to that!" Leo groans pointing to Donald's outfit.

"This is Italian silk. A cheetah wishes he looks this good." Donald says.

"No, no he doesn't." Bree groans.

"Hey Pearce! Get you car off my lawn!" Donald shouts opening up the front door. "Let's see how he likes my new pressured sprinkler system." He mutters pressing a couple of buttons on his watch, causing the car to get stuck in the mud.

The car keeps driving, causing Donald to get covered in thick, brown mud.

"Not anymore." Leo chuckles, making Donald glare at him.

"Leo, how did you get to be first in line for locker reassignments?" Chase asks walking up to Leo with his siblings.

"Well, since I couldn't get any sleep I've been here since dawn. FYI you do not want to see the lunch ladies without makeup." Leo groans.

"Wait, they wear makeup?" Bree asks.

"Yeah, I've seen their supply. It's mostly spot cream though." Mia mutters.

"Well since I'm first in line, I'll get the corner locker." Leo says with a smirk.

"Wait a second, I thought this was the line for lice check. God dammit." Adam groans before walking off.

"There she is, locker 106. Away from the traffic, near the cheerleaders and I get to see Principal Perry before anybody else. And a second head start, can save a life." Leo sighs as Bree and Chase walk off.

"Listen up weasels, it's locker reassignment day! Why you ask? A little trick I learnt from my days as a prison guard. NEVER LET THE PERPS GET COMFY!" Perry cackles walking into the room. "Alright Dooley, what locker do you want?" She asks turning to Leo.

"The corner one." Leo says leaning up against the table.

"Already taken!" Perry shouts.

"What? By who?" Leo asks.

"By me, Clayton Harrington." A guy in posh clothes says walking over.

"Well, Clayton Harrington. I know you new here, but I was first in line." Leo says.

"I know. That's why I offered Principal Perry and all expenses payed trip to go wherever she wants." Clayton explains.

"Statin Island Cat Show here I come!" Perry chuckles.

"But that isn't fair." Leo stammers.

"I know, isn't injustice infuriating!" Perry cackles before walking off.

"Why do you care so much about the corner locker?" Leo asks turning to Clayton.

"Oh I don't, but I hate lines. And Harringtons don't wait. That's my money talking and right now its saying, you don't have as much as I do." Clayton mocks before walking off.