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"Max!" Lucas whines clearly annoyed. I look up from my book to my best friend only to see him pouting.
"I hardly see you anymore and when we finally get to be together you want to read." He whines.
"You won't be happy until I'm on one of those sad dog commercials for being neglected." I chuckle slightly.
"We have one class apart Luke, and no one's neglecting you." He pouts a little more glaring slightly.
"Yes you are, I'm surprised you haven't chained me outside letting me suffer from heat stroke." He says angrily.
"Ok Lucas what do you want?" I ask closing my book. He only smiles childishly.
"Do you want to come over today mom's working late." He says and I smile.
"When would I not?" He gives me a genuine smile.
"Yay!" He sings happily.
My names As you can guess is Max and my friend Lucas and from our peers Oh our stupid pears see us as the Princes
The kings as you can amazing are our older brothers. You see they were senior when we were freshman and were best friends sense before I could remember. That's how we met. One of them, I'm not sure which one, but one of them designed while they were playing games and eventually getting tired of me asking to play designed that Lucas would be my distraction.
The moment I met Lucas I didn't like him. He was loud and cheerful and annoying and I just preferred to stay by Matt's side. My older brother that is. But when Lucas got a game boy, that got my attention.
I know I know I was just using him for game but eventually it went from me trying to ignore him while playing Pokémon. Then playing Pokémon with him to just playing with him.
Now back to the Kings. They had made a name for themselves in the three years that we were playing during recess. But when we got there is was clear they had both their classmates and underclassmen eating out the palm of their hands.
It was clear it was from their looks and happily it was genetic. People would love to compare us to them at our ages. Of course there was some differences. Matt likes to keep his raven hair long while I kept mine short and Matt had our mother's green eyes while I got my father's bright blue ones.
Cole on the other hand kept his hair need, he was a neat teen. Lucas was a messy delinquent. They on the other hand where spiting images of each other. With almost golden blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes.
Strangely the night before our first day we were given the message. We both sat on the bed and it seemed as though Cole and Matt new from their first night that in roughly three years they'd be having this conversation and wrote scripts.
"Now listen. It's you guy's job to take over our legacy. Tomorrow we'll become kings and you'll be the new princes. Luke you'll have to clean up your act." This makes Lucas upset.
"You can still be a idiot and beat people up but lean to control yourself. No bullying, no picking fights. The kids from KEM High will provide plenty of ass to beat. Max. Don't be such and introvert. You guys have one year. One. To watch us and learn everything you can. Three years from now you'll have the same Crowning and become kings. If you don't screw up so, do your best."
With that we got our gifts.
Clothes and shoes, they had bought us. Things they didn't have there first day and things to make us look good.
They forced us to shower and even tamed Lucas' messy tangled hair. All he looked nice. So nice in face the moment he looked at me my heart jumped.
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