Beautiful Things (the Palaye siblings) (I guess adopted by Palaye?)

Oh high school

You're POV
"You...WHAT?!" I yell. "We're, as in all three of us, are going to take, as in, drive, you, yes you, Dezarea Evalyn Kropp, to school." Remington says slowly. Smartass. "Okay, well I got that, just..why all three of you?" I ask, putting my thumb and index finger on the bridge of my nose. "Well, uh.. sibling bonding?" he ends that with a question-like inflection. Smack, Emerson slammed his head on the table. "Remington that doesn't make any sense..at all.." Emerson says from under the table. "It really doesn't, Remi." I say in a agreement. "It does to me!" He whines, crosses his arms and sticks his bottom lip out. "Rem, you're ridiculous." I laugh. "Who's ridiculous and why?" I hear Sebastian come up behind me. "Remington is." I tell him. Remington then goes onto explain his plan and sways in the process. "Okay two things: One: Remington are you drunk or something? You're swaying and giggling and two: why is Emerson's face on the table?" He finishes. "Rem doesn't make any SENSE!" he groans from under the table. Seb, Remi and I all laugh. "Emerson?" Remington asks, tapping the back of his brother's head. "WhaaAAAAGGHT?!" His head shot up. Remington recoiled in fear. Emerson got up and went upstairs, probably to be rid of Remington's antics for a little bit.
Time skip y'all
School starts tomorrow, so we had to go and get stuff. I went with Remington since he's the biggest dork and a Target master. He danced around a lot and we laughed. We did manage to not spend an hour there and left. When we got home, I took my stuff up to my room. I really got a bunch of black stuff, but also some aesthetic-ish (October 5th..ISH) stuff.
If I'm being honest, I'm stressed out of my mind. It may just be the anxiety talking, but its also the second semester and the year ends in May. Not to mention I haven't been in a public school in, like, years. okay not really. But while I was in the system, they had me do online stuff since it'd be really annoying for me to transfer schools every few months or so. I finish putting my stuff away and its only 7:00, so I decide to shower tonight, get up early, take a shower then, get dressed, do my makeup, eat and then still have time to stress about everything. Not necessarily in that order.
I take my shower, dry my hair and check for the sixth time in the past like 15 minutes that I have everything I could possibly need. For my outfit, I choose a Stranger Things Hawkins AV Club shirt, black jeans, and my yellow raincoat, (Thought I forgot about it?) along with my combat boots.
I scroll around Instagram for a while before Remington comes in my room. "Hey kid, go to bed." he said, throwing an orange at me. "Why did you throw an orange at me?" I ask, because seriously, why. "Okay, no need to throw things, Remington." I say, tossing the orange back at him. "G'night child." he said, closing my door. Another knock came not long after that. "Hey, good night." Emerson said. "Good night." I say. "Seb already fell asleep at like, 8:30." Emerson and I laughed. "Okay, good night, and actually get some sleep tonight dude!" I tell him. He nodded and closed my door with a soft click.
Tomorrow morning
I wake up to being shook. (Shooketh) "Dezzziii!" Remington holds out the i. "Whaaaaat?" I groan. "Get up! You're going to high school today!" he exclaims excitedly. "Ugh fine!" I mumble again. Rem actually got up super early to get me awake. Aw.
It was 5:45. Okay, so I had time to shower, do my makeup, get dressed, eat, brush my teeth, change out my septum, (reference picture from first chapter) and still have time to scroll through Instagram. (Heheh that was 666 words). I find my outfit, and go to the bathroom to shower. When I get out, I blow dry my hair, get dressed, put on my socks. When finished with that, I go downstairs to have breakfast. "Good morning, Miss Dezarea." Sebastian said. "Good morning" I mumble, focused on my toast.
After I finished my toast, I went back upstairs to put on my shoes. I grab my things, and sit anxiously in my room until Remington comes up. "Hey hey, you ready?" He asked. "Ready as I'll ever be.." I say, fiddling with my hands. "Hey," he said in that big-brother-pep-talk voice. He squatted down so that he's on my level. "It'll be alright, and if it isn't, then the two of us will figure it out. Em and Sebastian don't have to know. Deal?" He extended his hand to help me up. "Deal." I say, grabbing his hand. Oh dear lord this should be fun..