Venus is right up there!!!
Being anxious to go home and figure out what the heck happened today, the rest of the day flew by. I forgot all about history until I was reminded by Tarron standing outside waiting for me. I calmed my self down on the inside.
"Hey!" I smiled. "You ready to go?"
"Lets go," he replied, also smiling.
We walk to the buses and settle down in a seat together. I felt Ezra's glaring at the back of our heads. I did my best to ignore it, but it was starting to irritate me. So instead of engaging I decided to distract myself by asking Tarron the question I am desperate to know the answer to.
"So, Tarron, do you know why Ezra hates you so much?" Tarrons face shifted from a goofy smile to one of burning hatred.
"Well sometimes siblings hate each other." He said coldly, his eyes flaming with pain.
"Wait!? He's your brother?"
"Yea. Twins to be exact." I shivered at the tone Tarron took about Ezra.
"But in school you didn't even hint that he was related to you," I say trying to figure out why he never said that Ezra was his brother. "You also said a different last name." He shook his head and giggled lightly.
"My middle name is Jones. But everyone new thinks its my last name so I just go with it."
"So you never try to correct anyone?"
"Nah, there is no point. People don't like to be told they are wrong." He had a point. As soon as our conversation finished, we arrived in front of the glass house. Tarrons eyes lit up with excitement.
"I've never been inside a house this beautiful!" He said like a child in a candy shop. I laughed.
"I had never been either." We get off the yellow bus and make our way to the house.
Walking into the house, the silence was deafening. I immediately took him up to my room so we could start working on the project.
"Woah. That's a lot of pink," Tarron muttered beside me.
"It wasn't exactly my choice. Just saying," I laughed in reply.
"Well, we really should get working on this."
"Alright."
--FOUR HOURS LATER--
"I really should head back home," Tarron said breaking the diligent working we had been doing.
"Okay. Do you need a ride home? I am sure Loki left me a chauffeur."
"No, that isn't necessary. I wouldn't want everyone thinking you're a preppy girl. Especially my brothers friends. They might drag you into their cliques," Tarron joked.
"Okay, well just text me when you're home safe. Okay?" I laughed.
"Okay, but I don't have a cell so I will have to use Ezra's," he said stiffly.
"Okay." I nodded. With that Tarron left the house.
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Adopted (A Loki A.U.)
FanfictionIsabella is an orphan from Earth, or so she has been told. Loki adopted her and suddenly whenever she's mysterious things happen. Is she really human or is she something else entirely?
