The Four Musketeers

2: G.O.A.T

Bram's P.O.V
Monday is my least favorite day of the week, but if we're being honest, who in their right mind actually likes Mondays? I'll tell you who...NOBODY. I woke up to the sound of my alarm, and one quick glance at the time on the clock told me that the weekend was over, it was Monday, and I had to go to school. I got up, made my bed, took a shower, got dressed, then went downstairs to eat a little breakfast. For some reason I didn't have to fight my brothers for the bathroom today. When I got downstairs, I saw why. My oldest brother, Griffin, was laying on the couch dead asleep. He must've stumbled in last night, drunk, and didn't want to risk waking my mom and dad up by trying to walk upstairs. Griffin is in college yes, but he still lives at home. He's in community college, so they don't have dorms. So he gets to stay home with all of us...what fun. The thing about Griffin, is that all of my brothers, including me, know not to mess with him. He's the oldest, the strongest, most sarcastic, and if you cross him, the meanest. Although to be fair, he's mean anyway, and if you go in his room or WAKE HIM UP, he'll murder you. I tiptoed into the kitchen, looking around for something small and that wouldn't make much noise if I got it down, and I saw a box of pop tarts. I grabbed one out of the box, and opened it as quietly as possible, then stuck it in the toaster. I then poured me a glass of milk, and sipped on it while I waited for the pop tarts to come up.
A few minutes later, the pop tarts sprang up; my eyes darted to Griff, who was seemingly still asleep. I mentally sighed a breath of relief, grabbed my pop tarts then went upstairs to eat.

While I was finishing up my milk, my bedroom door burst open revealing Griff, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
I gulped my milk down, "What do you mean?"
Griff rolled his eyes, "I know that's a broad question with many answers. Let me rephrase, why are you such an ass hat?"
I squinted, "Um, I don't know what you mean."
Griff scoffed, "Oh for the love of-"
He walked over and punched my stomach, "What was that for?"
I grabbed my stomach in pain, trying my best not to fall over onto the floor. Griff pushed me onto my bed, "For waking me up!"
I whined, "I didn't wake you up!"
Griff punched me in the stomach again, then the arm, causing a bruise to form, and me to grab my stomach once again. He pushed me to the ground, and looked down at me with his menacing, green eyes, "Wake me up again, and you're gonna be huggin' that tree,"
He said, pointing to the tree outside my window. I laid my head on the floor and sighed. I knew that this was either Landis or Jasper's doing....probably both. Standing up, I groaned, feeling more pain all over. I got my shoes on, went to the bathroom to fix my hair, then took my dishes to the kitchen. I grabbed my backpack and began walking to the bus stop. As I passed Patterson's House Repairs, two hands touched my shoulders. I looked up and saw Jasp and Landis. I rolled my eyes, "I can't believe you guys!"
Jasper said, "What? Oh Griff? Yeah better you than us fuckhead."
Landis ruffled my hair, messing it up. "Hey, you're messing my hair up."
Landis said, "So? You've got no one to impress."
I sighed, and started running my hands through my hair, pushing strands here and there, trying to fix it. 

After The Bus Came and Dropped them off at School

When I got to school, I saw my friends talking by the water fountain; Jake, Kade, Liam, and Desiree were laughing and doing little hand shake type things, sipping water every few minutes. I took a small box out of my backpack, then walked over to them. I said, "Hey guys."
They all said, "Hey Bram, what's up?"
I said, "Desiree, here. This is for you."
I handed Desiree the box, she smiled and took it. When she opened it, she smiled and turned the box around to me. "Bram you shouldn't have."
I looked down at the necklace with a Purple Heart charm on it, and shrugged. Jake said, "Aww, Bram's got a crush."
I pushed him and smiled, "Shut up."
Desiree hugged me and said, "You're the g.o.a.t."
I said, "Ok? Thanks? I'm happy you like the necklace."
Desiree took my my hand and looked at the guys and I, "Come on guys we're gonna be late for class."
As we were walking to class, I couldn't help but think I'm the g.o.a.t ?  I thought she'd say I'm sweet and thoughtful like most girls would, but the g.o.a.t works I guess.