Chapter 1: Irritation Begins

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        I almost screamed when that fucking box started to screech in my ear, telling me to roll my ass out of bed and get ready for school. Honestly, whoever decided we needed to get out of bed at 6:30 a.m. needed shot to hell with silver bullets, because it was pure torture. Seriously, a girl needs her beauty sleep as the saying goes, and this she-wolf didn't crawl into bed until about 3 a.m. thanks to a certain couple doing the nasty in her shared room with her obnoxious twin brother.

               A chilled disgusted shiver runs down my spine and I go pale, sitting up in bed just thinking about what went on only a few feet away from me, the scent of musk, sweat, and sex still lingering on the unhygienic male trying to eat his pillow in his sleep. Honestly, if he wasn't my brother... But he was, and there was nothing I could really do about that other than cringe while crawling out from under my twisted covers,  a still sleeper I am not. Far from it.

               Pulling myself into the shower, an evil voice in the back of my mind was hoping I use up all the hot water before James finally woke from his slumber and dragged himself to the shower as well. See, my brother and I, well we still live at home. You don't get to move to the Pack House for the Youth until your seventeenth birthday, and ours was in twenty-four hours to be exact. So we were still trapped in our small two bedroom home with our low-ranking parents and our small to non-existent water heater. Using it all up in thirty minutes seemed like a brilliant plan.

               Then the sex hungry bastard stripped and crawled in with me, causing me to sock him in the jaw, rinse as quick as I could, and step out wrapping my poor nude body into a towel.

               "Oh, woe is my virgin eyes whom have been scarred by such beastly a sight. Save my soul's purity," I fake cried, a hand over my eyes while the other fell over my heart.

               My brother snickered when I said virgin and continued to steal my dream of hot water. "Poor Rue, still a virgin always a virgin."

               I smirked and flushed the toilet, hearing him growl in frustration as the water went boiling hot for a moment. "Rather a virgin than a manwhore. Now hurry the hell up, we still gotta get dressed, grab grub, and run our way to the bus by the Pack House for school, in case you have forgotten."

               "How can I forget with your constant nagging?" He snorted before turning the shower off and pulling the current back, smirk practically glued to his lips.

               "Ah!" I screamed like a little girl, which of course meant it was staged, and ran back to our shared room. Seeing James naked wasn't exactly new for me, after all, the shit seemed to screw anything on two legs right in our bedroom then strut around in his birthday suit for snacks or something to drink after.  Honestly he had no manners in him.

               Digging through my little dresser, I snatched up fresh undergarments, a pair of nice fitting old jeans with holes in the knees, and black tank top. I topped the outfit off with a thin zip-up hoodie and a pair of black DCs. When finished, I glanced my brother's way and grunted at his slow as can be ability to get dressed. At this snail place, I worried about his ability to make one of the three places of Enforcer like he hoped.

               "Hurry up, any fucking slower and we're running to school," I growled out, book bag slung over my shoulder and one foot out the door. Breakfast was a bust – again.

               "Don't get your panties in a twist, Rue, I'm ready so let's go!"

               Hurrying out of the bedroom, flew through the kitchen grabbing a handful of bacon and toast before heading over to the large off white washed out yellow bus trying to cram our way into seats.



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