Troubled Little Youth

☾ Chapter 2 ☾

                                                        It's not the goodbyes that hurt.

                                                         It's the flashbacks that follow. 

Fighting is one of the only ways my brothers and I can release anger. Mostly for them, but with me, my main source of releasing anger is setting things on fire. I don't smoke I just set s**t on fire. I mean, if it doesn't burn a little what the point of playing with fire?

So that's what I did. I set the school on fire, easily. I mean, come on who leaves a student who's been kicked out of 23 schools alone in a chemistry class, with chemicals to start a fire? Like, come on, of course, I'm gonna use this opportunity to do something dangerous. I didn't plan for it to spread across the entire school just the classroom I was in. Oh well.

So after seeing it start rising I quickly ran outside the school. Sitting down I just watched it burn as screams filled the air, with students rushing outside. As I'm sitting down searching through the crowds, I finally find my brothers smiling on their faces and b****y knuckles. Laughing, I go up to them and kiss them each on the cheeks. 

"Come on, let's go home," I say with a smile as I think of my warm, comfy bed that I'm just dying to lay in right now.

"You're totally thinking of your bed, aren't you?" Mason says laughing. Rolling my eyes I ignore him as we all climb in my pitch-black Lamborghini. 

"Can we go eattt," Matteo says dragging out the 't'.

I nod, "where to?" Matteo starts jumping up and down and screams Mc' Donalds. 

About five minutes late, we reach Mc' Donalds and since I'm banned from every McDonalds in England, they go in. Funny story actually. 

So, the reason I got banned was because I went into McDonald's as a Regional Manager, I yelled at the carpets being dirty, even tho McDonalds doesn't have carpets. I yelled at them about the bathrooms needing to be cleaned, and I told them the Play Place probably has rats somewhere, then when I got into the kitchen I yelled at them about not having real chicken and the burger buns, being too tan. I legit acted like Gordan Ramsey until the actual regional manager came in. 

Long story short I'm banned and nothing will change that.

"Got your food, Lil sis," Mason smiles at me while throwing a fry in my open mouth, laughing I started driving as Matteo who's seating in the passenger seat fed me. When we got home, I instantly went to take a shower, and do my nighttime routine. After an entire hour,  of showering, because I don't take baths, like who wants to sit in a pool of their own filth.

When I was done getting dressed and tieing my hair in a cute messy bun, I went downstairs to get snacks, when I overheard my mom and dad talking as my brothers were trying to peak. Me being me, I tried to play sneaky with them and ended up falling taking my older brothers down with me.

Quickly getting up and blushing I tried to walk away when my mom called me. By my full name. I'm in trouble...

"Madison Khlo Martinez, get your a*s in here now." You know how you're parents give you 'that' look and 'that' voice. Yeah? Well, my mom did that, and I'm officially scared. So walking my tiny figure to the table to sit down. I answer with-

"Yes, mom, and daddy," I say putting on an innocent smile while batting my eyelashes.

"You set a fire in the school, again?!" My father asks his eyes, fiery black.

"Yes, sir. It was amazing the flames were so beautiful." I say with having a big grin and s******c look on my eyes and lips.

Rolling his eyes, he answers with a "we are moving, go pack" Squealing I jump up and kiss both my parents on the cheeks and run up the stairs hearing them chuckles behind me. You might be wondering, why I'm so happy to be leaving my entire life and past behind. Well, I've always wanted to travel but me being me, it was too dangerous.

And I also don't have any friends here because everyone's so afraid of us. So I just want to make new friends. Friends that have balls to talk back to me, and who won't be afraid of my family. My lifestyle. Someone different from the preppy bitches at my last few schools.

                                       ----------------------Six Hours Later------------------------

I'm officially packed and ready to go. Reading for a new town, and new adventures. ready for my actual life to finally begin.

So going downstairs I see my brother's head on the table, and my parent's eye's filled with guilt.

"What's going on?" I ask really confused about the whole situation.

"In California, we are going to a school filled with delinquents," Matteo says clearly bored.

"wow, wait we are moving to California?!" I ask, jumping up and down on the island in the kitchen.

"Yes, sweetheart, now get down, we have to get going we have a two-day flight and we can't miss it." My mom says clearly happy as well.

"Yeah, leave your bags, as we are riding, our guards will be dropping everything at our new home." Dad, says walking out the front door probably to go get in the car. As my mom and Matteo walk out the door, Mason stands in front of me. Motioning me to jump on his back for a piggyback ride, so I get on his back, and we walk out the door not wanting to take out own cars we get in with mom and dad, my head on Matteo's shoulder and Mason's head on my shoulder, while Matteo's head is on my head. 

Right before we start driving my mom snaps a picture of us from the passenger seat with a grin on her face. Giggling I think about how much I love my family while dad pulls out the driveway.

Feeling myself drift into the darkness, we humans call sleep I feel myself wanting to cry, just now realizing that England had so many memories, good and bad starting from the day I was born when my dad dropped me to me leaving England to start my new life in California.

Goodbye England, hello California.