Smoke Me Out (Dolan twins Fanfic)

Ch3- First and Last

It's 7am I need to get ready for school I did the usual took a shower, did my make up, put on my ugly uniform on, with a white button up shirt, ugly skirt, a tie, white socks with fancy shoes and a fancy jacket. I did a messy bun to hide the red it sorta worked, but I think im going to buy a black dye later.

I went down stairs got a banana and ate it as breakfast "good morning Jay" my sister said while stuffing her face with pancakes "who made pancakes!!" if you woke up earlier you could of had some" "whatever sis" I flicked her off while smiling "shove it in your ass" she responded pushing me. I laughed "the way your ex did to you?" my mother told me to quit it so I of course listened to my dear mother. My sister can be a goody goody, but I know it's just a shield because she doesn't want to be like me. All messed up in the head and she doesn't want to disappoint my parents with another "drug addict"at least thats what they call me . She told me this weeks ago, that if she ever tried anything like that, in a snap she will be addicted and I always try to make her avoid all that because its true. We have a history of drug problems in our family.

We went to the car and dropped of my brother, Christopher to school first, then my mom dropped my sister and I to the worst school ever. I wasn't nervous, but I knew my sister was so we grabbed our backpack and walked inside together. This girl came up to us and asked us if we were the Garcia twins we nodded "of course you are. My name is Emily" she introduced herself " my sis told her our names and she showed us our classes and lockers, she was nice I didn't feel like I belonged here, but my sister seemed to fit in just right. I looked around and saw this boy looking at our direction, he was cute im not going to lie. He looked away the minute I caught him staring, I walked to my locker and noticed my locker was at the corner of the hallway and my sisters locker in the other side of the hallway.

The second I got to my locker I get a message from my best friend Mike "good luck on your first day :)" he is always sweet to me. "Thanks ;)" I replied
I put my backpack in my locker and I felt someone grab my ass I looked behind me and saw a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes he winked at me. He messed with the wrong twin if im being honest. "What the fuck is your problem!" I yelled at his face, he wasn't t expecting that response "that ass looked like it needed to be held" he smirked "and who the fuck said that you can hold it. Guys like you are disgusting and you need to get out of my face before I punch you" he didn't move, he got closer and closer. "Jay don't do it remember what dad said" Elizabeth yelled at me "yeah you should listen to your sister and your daddy" the boy mocked I tried to not punch him, and I didn't punch him. I kneeled him in the balls, then I punched him in the face " I warned you" their was red on my knuckles and on the floor. The principal walked towards me and I was sent to the principals office "there is no violence in this school. We are calling your parents this instant to speak with them" I rolled my eyes while she is looking for my parents number "call my mother she's available" she started to dial the phone number "so your not even going to ask why I punched him?" She looked at me and kept dialing "he grabbed my ass and was saying things to me im sure this catholic school doesn't allow sexual assault either" she still called my mom and told her what happened, but clearly not the part where I was sexually assaulted. Minutes later my mother came, the principal told her what happened and how I reacted I got kicked out of catholic school because I broke his nose. I went home with my mom. Great.

We were in the car it was silent til my mother opened her mouth "Why can't you grow up and behave? It's the same thing with you over and over im sick of it!" She said hitting the steering wheel " what did you want me to do? let him touch me and talk to me like that? I needed to protect myself, but if it was Elizabeth you would of felt sorry for her than lecturing her like you are to me. YOU would of fought for her to stay in that school, but no because whenever it has something to do with me you always say it's my fault, and im also Sick of it" the rest of the car ride was silent.

We got home and I ran to my room "im rolling you in to public school. Tomorrow is your first day!" My mother yelled from down stairs. That was a very interesting day.