Code Red: Labrats fanfic (#Wattys2015) (#feels)

Chapter Two

“Do you guys have your notebooks?”

            “Yes dad”

            “Do you have your pencil cases?”

            “Yes dad”

            “Your-“

            “Dad, we will be fine” Chase laughed.

            He smiled. “I’m glad your attitude had changed this morning Chase” Chase nodded. “Well. Here we are. My little boys are all grown up”

“Dad!” his sons said at the same time.

            “Alright. See you after school” he said and drove out of the school drive way. The boys watched him as he left and once he was gone, Marcus punched his brother.

            “Race ya to class” he said but Chase pulled him back before he could run off.

            “What are you doing?” he said to him.

            “What?”

            Chase looked at him and whispered “Do you want people to know that we are bionic?”

            “Chilax big bro. I won’t do anything stupid” he said running off. Chase shook his head and ran behind him.

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            “Next” a teacher said at the front door.

            “Leo Dooley”

            “Here is your schedule and locker number” he said handing him a piece of paper. “Next”

            “Adam Davenport”

            “Same for you, schedule and locker number. Next”

            “Bree Davenport”

            “Same as your brother”

            Bree took her paper and walked to where he brothers were standing. “So, what locker numbers do you have”

            “Locker 101” Adam said.

            “Locker 103” Leo said

            “Good” Bree said walking away from them.

            “Why is that good?”

            “Because my locker is far away from yours. I already have to spend every day with you guys” she said and walked off. She continued walked down the hall and counted the locker numbers. “317, 318, Locker 319” she said happily as she reached her new locker. She opened it and put a few things in it when footsteps came towards her and stopped next to her. She turned to see who it was and found an average height boy dialing the code for his locker. She had never seen the boy before and decided to be friendly (she didn’t really want to but she didn’t want to be rude). “Hi, I’m Bree.” The boy looked at her and smiled and said nothing. “What’s the matter, cat got your tongue?” The boy said nothing and continued to look at her. “Shy?” The boy still said nothing. “It’s alright if you’re shy. I was shy too on my first day” she said to him.

            The boy nodded.  “Sorry. My name is Chase”

            “Chase. Cool name” she smiled. The boy smiled back and opened his locker to put a few things in it. “So I guess you are going to be my neighbor then” she said.

            Chase looked at her and said “Sorry, I can’t change lockers if you want me t-“

            Bree laughed “No. It’s cool.” Chase smiled back at her. “So what classes do you have?”

            “Um… Math, History, Science, Lunch, English, P.E, Spanish, and Study Hall”

            Bree smiled “Cool, I have most of these classes with you”

            Chase smiled back at her.  He was going to say something but his brother came up to where he was. “Chase, you coming?” he said putting his arm around his shoulder. He then looked at Bree and smiled “Chase, aren’t you going to introduce me to you locker neighbor right here?” he said raising an eyebrow.

            “Um. Bree. This is my younger brother Marcus. Marcus. This is Bree” he said.

            “Its’ very nice to meet you Marcus. See you in Math Chase” she said and walked away from the two boys.

            Marcus smiled and his eyes followed her until she was gone. “Woah”

            “What?”

            “What do you mean by ‘what’, she is so gorgeous!”

            “She looks alright” Chase said shrugging his shoulders and walked away from his locker.

            Marcus followed him. “Dude, are you blind. You are so lucky to have one of the hottest looking girls right next to you. I am stuck between these two boys, who I think are brothers, and they kept arguing over who took who’s muffin. Seriously dude, you are so lucky”

            Chase rolled his eyes. “Marcus you just got here. You can’t already be looking for the hottest girl here”

            Marcus laughed “Sweet innocent Chase. It’s so funny how you’re the oldest. By the way. Dibs on Bree”

            “You can’t ‘dibs’ her”

            “Why not?”

            “It’s not cool if you put ‘dibs’ on a girl”

            Marcus rolled his eyes. “Whatever man, All I know is that I will try and get her to be mine” he said and walked away from him. Chase smiled but deep down inside, he felt a connection with Bree, but he didn’t know why.