The Boris Kids ✔

Introduction/Part 1

Introduction.

15 year old Courtney Beshara was in school one day when the school got a call that changed her life forever.

She has to move in with her parents best friends or she'll go straight to foster care. They have kids. 15 to be exact.

5 girls and 10 boys.

This is gonna be a great couple years... Not...

They live all the way in California... She lives in the secluded part of Ronco, Alabama
(I made Ronco, Alabama up!!)
End of introduction.

Part 1.
        ⚠️Warning⚠️ there is violence in this part.
          
Courtney's POV.

  "Court, why are you being stupid." My boyfriend says and wraps his arms around me in the lunch line.

I look at him and point to my hair.

"Dumb blonde, does that ring a bell to you?" I say and laugh.

He laughs too.

We get our food and go to sit at his table.

All his Football and basketball friends were sitting there too.

There was two seats left.

I go to sit down but all of a sudden a girl steals my spot.

"Hey, that was my seat." I say.

She looks at me and stands up.

She looks me up and down.

"Brock, why would you date her? She is ugly as hell." She says and I smile and set my tray down.

"At least I don't hop from guy to guy and I didn't give the last guy I FUCKED an STD." I say and her face turns red with embarrassment.

"At least my brother didn't die in a car crash while coming home from their best friends wedding and you're other brother had to get taken off life support!!" She screams, everyone and I mean EVERYONE looked at me.

"Henslowe, stop." Brock says getting up. I push him back down in his seat.

I walk up to her. Me being 5'4 and her 4'10 I was way taller then her.

"Don't EVER bring my brothers in this mess again.." I say.

I back up.

"Bitch please. Like you're gonna do anything. Mommy and daddy can't even afford a phone for you're poor ass." She says and laughs and her table does too.

"Henslowe!" Brock screams.

I look at her and all you see me do is push her to the ground.

She gets back up ready to fight and I put my hands up and so does she.

"Courtney Beshara to the office please." The secretary says..

I bring my hands down.

"You're lucky." I say and she scuffs.

"After school. The parking lot." She says and I shrug.

"Pussy.." She says.

I smile.

"Sure why not. I don't have anything better to do." I say.

I take my water from my tray and my packaged sandwich and I get my bag and head to the office.