8:45 am
We pulled up to the school and drove into Damion's usual parking spot. Girls stood up in tube tops so short and skirts so tiny, they might as well be in their underwear.

I stepped out of the car first. The whole courtyard got quiet. Female glares were sent my way. I could understand them though. Damion was known for ditching girls like they were nothing, so to see one coming out of his car is a big surprise.

I heard a collective gasp. I guess Ricardo stepped out of the car. When I was quarter way across the courtyard, I heard a bang and a shocked silence. Geordi just stepped out. Then I saw the 2-meter tall idiot try to sneak away. However, he's the tallest kid in school, it's practically impossible. " Hey Geordi!", I yelled, " Wait up". A girl sauntered up to Damion and Ricardo. "Boys", she purred. While she was chatting the both of them up, I began to run after Geordi. "I don't know how good she gives it, but I'm pretty sure I could do better", she whispered. At the same moment, another girl came up in my face. "Listen bitch", bimbo number two spat, "I don't care who you are but you better stay away from Damion and Ricardo."

I got mad. I don't get mad a lot. "Excuse me...", I began.
"Zahara", she smirked.
I dropped my voice to a dangerous whisper. "Excuse me, Zahara, firstly, I can't stay away because those two are my brothers. And secondly, DID YOU JUST SPIT IN MY FACE. BITCH I SPENT HALF OF AN HOUR ON THIS MAKEUP AND YOU ATTEMPT TO SMUDGE IT." I yelled that last part. I grabbed her by her badly done blonde highlights. But before I could pull out this bitches weave, someone picked me up and put me on their shoulder. White vest, black and white checkered shirt. It was Damion. Geordi was shuffling behind him while holding the bag I apparently dropped. Ricardo was swaggering behind Geordi.

I beat on Damion's back. "Damion do you know what she did? She implied that I was a slut", I shrieked. I felt Damion tense up at my last statement, Ricardo's green eyes flashed, and for the first time in a while, a look of anger was placed on Geordi's face. "And she tried to smudge my makeup", I almost cried, "I spent half of an hour doing this shit." I felt Damion relax and his chest rumbled underneath me. I looked up and saw people in shock. I mean Damion rarely laughed. Ricardo chuckled. "You are such a girl", Ricardo teased.
"Well yea", I said wryly, "But I am your sister. You have no room to judge."

They all laughed. They stopped once they reached the school entrance. I realized that the entire courtyard was frozen. People were in shock and stood in surprise. Eyes were widened and jaws swung in the breeze. I smirked to myself. This will be fun.

8:55 am
People all around me whispered of the scene this morning.
"It's Inessa Belonov."
"She's on the cheer team you know."
"How are they siblings, they don't have the same last name."
"They don't even look alike."
"Daria walked up to Damion and was like I don't know how good it was I could be better, fuck me."
"Yea and then Damion pushes her away and was like she's my sister and your a bitch."
"I know right."
"Did you see Inessa grab Zahara's hair?"
"I mean she was going off on her makeup."
"I just think this is a publicity stunt."

I laughed hearing the conversation around the homeroom classroom. Damion was in the back with his lackeys, as usual, and Ricardo was in the centre surrounded by the cheerleaders and football team members in our year. Geordi was on the right aisle, sitting with the other smart kids and talking about math. I sat in the middle of the left aisle, next to a window. The most inconspicuous boring seat in the entire classroom.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw all three of them glance at each other. Suddenly they all stood up and the entire classroom went silent, waiting to see what will happen. The two worst enemies of the school and the school nerd walked closer and closer to me. While everyone held their breath, I pretended not to notice. I continued reading my favourite book Saint Anything by Sarah Dessan. Man, this book is interesting. Sydney's parents are a bitch though. Geordi skipped a seat between me and him, Ricardo sat in front of me and Damion sat behind me. The class let out their breath.

Then all their 'friends' came over and continued their conversations. I sighed and turned my page. Two minutes before class started my best friend, Anhellica walked in. I looked up and waved at her. Once she saw who I was surrounded by, she stopped short. Then continued. She slid into the seat between me and Geordi, eyes wide with shock.
"Nessa, what is this?", she asked. I gave her a wry smile. I tapped Ricardo, Damion, and Geordi on their heads. "This is idiot one and two and three", I said respectively.
"Okay, but what are they doing here?"
"Oh, they're my brothers!"
Everyone was tuned into our conversation but I paid them no mind. "Brothers?!", Anhellica asked incredulously.
"Yea", I nodded, "We're quadruplets."
She shook her head in disbelief. "Quadprulets", the word passed around the classroom.

Just the bell rang starting homeroom class.

Today, a substitute was calling role. Oh, dear!
"Nya Ollivera"
"Yes?"
"Ricardo Ortega-Gomez "
"Morning"
"Geordi Ortega-Ateos"
"Present Miss"
"Damion Ortega-Farrel"
Damion raised his hand.
"Nessa Ortega-Belonov"
"Here"

Subs always do this, they call me by my two last names. Uggggh.

Bell rang again, and the math teacher walked in.

In our school, we don't go to the classes, the teachers come to us. Except for Sciences and VAPA subjects.

"Good morning class", said Miss Williams.
"Good morning miss", we chanted back to her.

Today is going to be a long day.

11:58 am
I am hungry. Lunch is in two minutes but I don't think I can last that long. Has anyone ever felt this hunger? Tick. One minute until the bell rings for lunch and I can EAT. This English class is boring. I know how to talk and write already just let me- Brrrrrring-a-ling-a-ling!

Finally! I shot out of my seat and speed to the cafeteria. I was saving a table in the corner for me and Anhellica. Soon enough, she came. "There's pizza, fried chicken, and some fries available. What do you want?", I asked her.
"I would like... A chickenless salad", she replied. Oh no! Lately, I've realized that Anhellica's clothes have been becoming skimpier and skimpier, and her face has become Pennywise's playground. But I am still clinging to hope that- "Gotta look good for the boys. Am I right or Am I Right?", she smiled. I swallowed. Hope gone.

I sighed and nodded. When I was walking back to our table with a chickenless salad in one hand and four slices of pepperoni pizza with a side of fries in the other, Ricardo approached me. He lifted the pizza and fries out of my hands. "Thanks", I grinned up at him. I mean Ricardo is 1.88m (Kuro_hi that's about 1 and 3/4 washing machines) and he is the shortest brother. Damion is 1.93m (about two washing machines in American) and Geordi is a whopping two meters (two and a third washing machines) while I'm a measly 1.4m (approximately four and a half microwaves). Uggggh life. It's only when I reached Ricardo's table, that I realized that Anhellica was sitting with them. I sighed. Ricardo handed the salad to Anhellica. Once I sat down I turned to Ricardo. "Ricardo", he turned to face me. "This was the worst idea I've ever had, isn't it?", I sighed. Ricardo smirked and nodded. I sighed again and muttered under my breath. "What?", asked Ricardo.
"I said", facing my brother, "Who the fuck let me make decisions at 12:00 am?"
"Sis you did. And the crazy thing was that you were the most level-headed of us all this morning", Ricardo replied.
I sighed. Uggggh life!

Quote of the Chapter: itsnotsof_ia for always helping me with my pirouettes

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