Enemies (Bxb)

chapter 1: welcome sophomore year

(Photo is Michael woods)

Day one, Wednesday-

Michael woke early, four thirty to be exact. He hit the silence button on his alarm clock and sat up, the sheet he had covering him fell from his body gently gathering around his torso.

His room was a creamy white on all the walls and ceiling, his floor was a fluffy white carpet. On the walls were posters for my chemical romance, disturbed, black veil brides, and escape the fate. His bed was located from the door in the far right corner of the room his dresser against the right hand wall from the door. He finally ripped the sheets that had been protecting his heat from his body. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, yawned and then got up.

He trudged to his oak dresser and he pulled open the top drawer pulling out his black boxers, and a pair of white socks. He closed the drawer and opened the one below it to reveal an array of shirts.

He pulled out a black tank top and shut the drawer and opened the next one down pulling out a pair of black skinny jeans and shut the drawer. He threw the clothes into his bed and he wondered over to his closet and he pulled out a red and black flannel and then he grabbed his clothes and went to the bathroom where his sister, Arianna was singing and doing her make up.

"Arianna hurry up I need to shower" Michael said stifling a chuckle.

"Oh shut it I got to look my best for the first day!" She said rolling her eyes.

"Like a whore is your best?" He said looking over her outfit.

"I do not look like a whore!" She said growling.

"Yeah you do" he said pushing passed her. Arianna growled and huffed before leaving the bathroom slamming the door behind her. He sighed and he turned on the water so he could shower. He stripped as the water was warming up. He played music on his phone. He looked up at his reflection in the mirror and narrowed his eyes, 'Hideous ' he thought with a growl. He looked away and got in the hot shower. He got cleaned up and he sighed letting the hot droplets burn his skin turning it pink and the steam filled the room.

Finally, he got out and got dressed, styling his hair in a messy fashion and put in his snake bites. He looked at himself in the mirror one last time, still disgusted with himself and he went to his room grabbing his bag. He went down the stairs to see his mother cooking and his father reading the paper.

Michael said nothing as he headed for the front door but as his father spoke he froze.

"Michael you need breakfast get to the table" his father spoke, voice deep.

With a trembling hand he turned and grabbed a chair to pull it out and take a seat, though he wasn't hungry he would never be caught dead disobeying his father.

Arianna came down kissed their dad's cheek and she took her seat across from Michael. Michael's mother dished everyone a plate of eggs and toast. She took her seat and she began eating.

The meal was silent but everyone knew what hardships laid ahead. Michael wondered how long they would be here before having to leave again.

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Zander snored lightly in his room as his first alarm went off, four thirty. He went to snooze it but his friend, Jordan came in and rudely shook him to wake him. Zander growled and shoved Jordan, "what?!" He snapped clearly exhausted.

"Your father wants you" Jordan said bluntly standing up from the floor.

Jordan stood at five foot eleven inches, with a fair complexion, his hair a light brown with hazel eyes. He was in a white tank and blue jeans and his favorite black Converse.