Troubled Little Youth

? Chapter 4 ?

                                                           High School

                             (n.) Where self-esteem, innocence, and dreams go to die.

                                                             Notorious

                     adjective  Famous or well known typically for bad quality or deed.

Madison's P.O.V

Beep

Beep

Bee-BAM!

Groaning I massage my throbbing wrist that hit the stupid alarm clock, it's way too early in the morning for this. After sleeping for another few minutes I jump out of bed, to start my morning and get ready for school, YIPPEE!! Can you just feel my sarcasm? It's like another language to me.

After my 30 minute shower, I run into my room, to get properly dressed. I decide to wear black ripped high waisted skinny jeans with a white tube top, and my vans old skool logo pop red skate shoes pairing it with a cropped blue jean jacket. Quickly doing some natural makeup. Finally done I run downstairs to greet my mom, dad, and twin brothers before dragging them along with me to the car.

When we get in, I speed to Mc Donald's, hurry up and order then finally get my food 10 minutes later, and eating like a starved dog. My brothers are so shocked, I can't keep in my laughter, after laughing for a good two minutes, they finally snap out of their trance and glare at me.

Laughing again I hand them my food, which we all share and then head off to school.

                               ---------------------- 10 minutes of driving ------------

After ten fricking minutes of driving, we reach our destination, the b****y school. Getting out we don't attract any crowd even with my pitch-black Lamborginhi!! After sitting in the car for two minutes sulking, my brothers start laughing.

"What the heck are you two idiots laughing about?!" I practically yell.

"Sis, we are legit late to class you won't attract any crowd," Matteo says on the verge of tears from laughing so hard. Glaring I get out the car and make my way to the office, while the boys are walking behind me like bodyguards.

"Hello, we need our schedules," I say to the receptionist who hasn't noticed us yet. Ignoring us she rolls her eyes and continues typing. So, me being polite I gently slam my hands on her desk, feeling myself smile when she gets a bit afraid.

"What are your names?" She says with an attitude. 

"Mason, Matteo, and Madison Martinez." I grin when I see her pale.

"Here are your schedules, my apologizes" She quickly stammers as she hurridly looks around for our schedules. After a few seconds, she finds them and bows her head, knowing not to look us in the eyes. 

Snatching away the schedules, I look and see we all have the same exact classes. Smiling I look at my brothers only to see them about to start laughing, so I roll my eyes hand them their schedules and go to my first-period class. It didn't take me long to find considering I looked up the school.

So as we walk into the class slamming the door in the wall, Mason walks in first, then Matteo and finally me. Keeping my head up high I look at the teacher to see he's very annoyed with us being late.

"Why are you late?" He questions so rudely, I just ignore him and take my seats with my brothers behind me. Before I can put my head down, he comes up to me and asks me again. "Why are you late?!" He yells at us, but since he was being rude again, I start to reply only to be interrupted by Matteo.

"You, never, ever and I mean ever come up to my little sister and yell in her face again." He says as he picks me up and puts me between him and Mason

"What are your names?" The teacher asks more calmly. 

This time Mason answers, "We're new here, the names are Mason, Matteo, and Madison" He replies way to confidently.

"Last names?" The teacher questions picking up his glass coffee mug.

"Sir, with all due respect you don't need to know our full names," I answered smugly.

His jaw clenches and before he can speak, some blondie replies with "She probably has an ugly last name like Petunia" (A/N I'm sorry to those named Petunia, I don't mean to make fun of you). She says that with a smirk as some other girls laugh at me. But I just smirk, get up, and walk towards her, slowly. 

"Our last names are Martinez," I say with my face cold eyes filled with nothing. As if the class just heard their favorite tv show is getting canceled, nobody moves. Everyone stays quiet as I look around and see some people holding their breath as others are about to cry. As I'm looking around I make eye contact with a guy who has sinfully dark eyes, gosh he's like a Greek god.  I shrug and go up to two girls who look neutral to this type of thing and I sit next to them.

They both smile and get back to talking about whatever, you can hear the gasps around the room. I look around once again and see that my brothers sat with the guy I stared at.

"My name's Harlow, and this is Cora," she smiles introducing me to Cora, who smiles and waves at me they continue talking while I observe them. Harlow has blue eyes, orangish, autumn plump lips, black shoulder-length wavy hair, while Cora has natural plump lips, grey hair with long eyelashes that look to be natural.

"Hey, can I see your schedule," Cora asks clearly unfocused from whatever she and Harlow were talking about.

"Here ya go" I reply handing it to her, her face lights up and she giggles, "Omg you, me, and Harlow all have Poetry together, along with P.E. and lunch" When she finishes talking I smile, and get up just as the bell rings.  I guess, everyone in the class held their breath, oh well, following Harlow and Cora to our classes while my brothers follow me talking with two guys.

                           --------------------- 2 Hours Later ----------------------

My next two classes went by in a blur, I walked in, ignored the teacher, the teacher yelled, I introduced my twin brothers and me, they get scared I sit down and ignore the rest of the lesson while everyone else puts their head down. 

But right now it's lunchtime and I'm starving, so my brothers and I meet up with Harlow and Cora, while my brother gathers their two friends, the guy I stared at and someone else, who I now realized I have the same classes with, while we all walk to get our lunch, we then pay, and sit down at a table, while everyone watches us.

"So what are your names," I ask the two mysterious hotties.

"My names Aaron and this is Levi" He answers while taking a bite out of his burger. Blushing, I put my head down. Levi's hella sexy.

I smile and start eating my food while everyone talks until this jock comes, up to me. He's in my first-period class. He looks at Levi, who gives him one of the coldest glares I've ever seen. The jock, or at least the guy who I think is a jock, doesn't meet Levi's dark glare, obviously nervous.

"Hey, guys" he smirks as he looks my small body up and down.

I look at my brothers and see them glaring at the jock." What do you want," I question obviously annoyed by this dude? 

"You, your very beautiful," He says with a smirk on his face. Getting up I fix my outfit, walk up to him and step on my tiptoes still not able to reach his ear, I look up at him and say "Pick me up" And with that, he grips my waist and put me on the edge of the table my hair bouncing and all. I wrap my arms around his neck and whisper in his ear now that I'm able to reach it.

"Beautiful is a lazy and lousy way to describe me," and that's all he hears before I press the pressure point on his neck and, he blacks out. Smiling I jump off the table and start walking to class, realizing the entire cafeteria is silent. Ignoring, my brothers getting up and walking after me until I'm pulled into a janitor's closet.