Strung

Life Is Strange

Catfight occurs. That's it. Oh, new characters from one of my other books are involved with the plot now. Nothing special.

Next Day
9:05 am

I stayed up all night crying my eyes out. I'm staying at my eldest brothers' house. Turns out they're not far from Bullworth. We're another town up from there. I forgot what it was called, but we're there. The first two twins Mitchell and Mitcham. My last oldest Silas and second the fourth oldest Mordecai are living with them too. I never really met all of my siblings.

"You seem much thinner and taller than the last time I saw you. Have they been feeding you at that rich school?" Mitchell asks. As of right now we're all sitting on the couches and eating a late breakfast. Baked fish, grits, and fresh fruit. Since I witnessed Enda buying our "lunch meat" from Cemetery and learning what gets put in the casserole, I either ordered food or stuck with water. Delivery has been slow and water was all I had.

"...." I set down my plate and run into the kitchen. Just reminiscing on that makes me sick. "Spottie, are you doing alright?" Silas asks. Spottie is supposed to be my nickname. He gets up from the couch and goes into the cupboard. He already knows my issue. "Mitch. I don't think you should mention school lunch to him." Mitcham mumbles. Silas hands me a glass of water and walks me out the kitchen. I have a hard time trusting people with my drinks. "I thought you were a girl?" They all stare at me. I scratch my head. "I'm whatever you want to call me. I could be a boy, a girl, a human. A... confused kid." I chug down my glass of water and sigh heavily. Putting the glass on my head and sighing some more. "Why are you so upset?" Silas says. I feel weird and unsafe.

"A lot of things. Getting exposed and expelled from school, ending up in juvenile hall, being stuck with mom." I spread out my arms and fall back into the couch. Ignoring the bodies I'm laying on. I wipe my eyes with my pajama sleeve. Silas grabs my arm. "Why are your knuckles bandaged up?" My knuckles? Oh right. I keep getting into fights and unquestionable situations. well, these aren't from a fight, I was playing bloody knuckles with Russel and Johnny. "Have you been fighting again?" Mordecai reaches over from the end of the couch to grab my hand. "Don't blame me. That school is crazy. On my first day, I got into a brawl with two of the most strongest clique leaders." *Cliques? What the hell?* Mitchell wheezed. "That's ghetto. That's extra extra ghetto. Let me guess you lost?" Mitcham coughed. I get up from the couch and stand up. "I lost the first fight. It was a kid he was waaayyyy bigger than you. I got headbutt into a damn wall."

One Very Awkward Brag Later

"Is this Jim-boy your boyfriend?" I never really thought about that. I still do like him but I don't know how to tell him. "And what's with Gary? You need us to come over and beat him to a pulp?" I'm good. "No. I'm fine./Then what are you stressing about?" My problems have been changed now. Figuring out my identity, getting rid of my jock problem, getting Gary off my case, what else? Telling Jimmy that 'Petra' isn't real, the rest can come up as I go.

My real issue now is mom. But that can wait. "I'm being blackmailed... I explained that problem to you. *not all of it...* "Blackmailed?" I can hear knuckles popping. "No! You are not fighting anyone and we are not going to jump anybody." The boys all sigh. "But?/No butts! No asses and no fighting. I can take care of them myself. I risked busting my arm to get our pervy gym teacher fired and I almost got shot trying to break windows out of my pissy math teacher's house. I'll be fine."

Bullworth
9:06 am

I can't believe Timothy left. But that's sort of a good thing. We all have something with Gary but what he's doing to Timothy needs to end. I can't tolerate knowing what he did to them. After Timothy left, they texted Zoe and she's been quiet since then.