Stepbrothers Fake Love | ✓

Chapter One: Things Come and Go

CHAPTER ONE | THINGS COME AND GO

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My locker slammed shut.

Not because of me. I didn't slam it shut. Heck, I wasn't even done putting in my books! My fingers hardly got caught. I just about flinched, already knowing who did it. Some of the papers I was holding flew away from me from the impact of how hard it shut. Kids laughed, purposely stepping onto my papers. Just as I was about to crouch down, someone kicked me down. I fell straight onto my butt, landing with an 'Oof!' 

"Sorry Glasses, didn't see you there," scowled Logan Rivers. Gritting my teeth, I clenched my fist, making my knuckles turn white. 

"You know, calling me by my appearance isn't going to offend me," I told him angrily. His hands grabbed both my arms, hauling me up. He slammed me against the locker, his eyes full of hatred. My feet dangled, as his eyes searched mine. 

"But I know you hate it," he sneered. Giving me one last shove into the locker, he let me go, making me hit my head onto the metal. His laugh echoed through the halls, making his friends howl with laughter. 

"Need your ring back?" He asked, holding up my last memory of the guys. My jaw clenched, stomping towards him. I reached for it, but his arm kept moving higher and higher. "I always wondered why you always wore this thing. Not to mention the letters."

"It's none of your business," I snapped. One of his minions held me back, as he tried scanning the ring. "Let me go--!" I was cut off by my breath getting knocked out of my lungs. I bent over as his friend let me go, I clutched my stomach. 

"You're so pathetic," he whispered lowly. Shooting me one last glance, he motioned for his friends to follow him. They left the school, the doors slamming shut. I stayed on the floor, staring at the ceiling. 

Pathetic.

You're so pathetic.

Standing up, I grabbed all my things and finally looked at the glass display case with all the awards our team has won. Then, my focus landed on my reflection. 

My hair was now dark brown instead of blonde, with it in a loose braid, strands of hair falling out. My black and red glasses, that made me look like a nerd, which I didn't mind at all. My black hoodie and black skinny jeans made me look emo. 

Letting out a small sigh, I left my new high school. As I reached the bottom, I looked behind me at the big bold lettering: Emmery High. 

I should probably recap a little. 

It all started two years ago when all my brothers had said they loved me. 

♡|TWO YEARS AGO|♡

I woke up to the smell of burning. 

"What the hell?" I muttered. I ran out of my bedroom and looked downstairs. Gasping, I screamed at everyone to get up. "Everyone, the house is on fire, I repeat, the house is on fire!"

Dad first came out, and widen his eyes. "Get up, everyone, get up!" He shouted. Once we all pulled everyone out of their rooms, we all went to mine since my room had a window to the back. It was able to fit everyone.

"Go, go, go!" Dad screamed at us. He threw a rope at us - which he grabbed from the closet - making West and the others hold it. We threw the rest of it out the window, as I quickly climbed down. 

Eventually, we all got down. We looked at each other, but then looked up. 

Mom and dad didn't come down...