#jason smith

"I can't believe I'll stay there, why doesn't Alexandre stay?" I reproached my parents.

"I know that your godfather will be able to correct you, even if it's a little"

I fought with my parents, as punishment for the last school year, they decided to leave me with my godfather, Paul Hunham, they said that he was someone who corrected many people.

"I understand, I know I misunderstand. And I won't reproach a punishment, but, why leave me with him? I like it, but I don't understand the obsession of leaving me abandoned in a school with my godfather and boys I don't know. She would be the only woman!"

"That will teach you to behave like a lady"

My parents were FED up with us, that's right, us. He had three brothers, the two older ones had already left them in a military academy, only on vacation, to discipline them, then they would return to their school. And then there was my twin and me, Alexandre.

"Damn, they'll leave you doing social service"

"I swear that if I could, I would change places with you"

My two older brothers had problems of indiscipline and aggression. They were often involved in fights, suspensions, even expulsions....

"With you we were soft, but if you continue like this, we are going to transfer you to a military school for life"

That was the reason, my parents could deal with the fights of Judah and Oliver (my older brothers), but Alexandre and I were following the same path. This semester we had recorded five fights, and my parents couldn't stand two other fighters to deal with.

"A scolding would have been enough, I swear!"

"Of course not, we scolded them until we got tired and they didn't understand"

“His mother is right. You get to a point where you fight among yourselves, Alexandre I still have a black eye and you with a broken lip"

Remembering that fight made me laugh a lot, my parents clearly didn't. It wasn't a bad fight, it was about brothers, the reason? Alexandre took a chocolate from me. After that it was a push, a pinch, a zap, until we finally ended up in the blows. Our older brothers intervened to stop us because our parents couldn't, after the big scolding and healing the wounds we had caused, we broke the chocolate and ate them together.

"Where is Hunham? He told me he would be here by the time we arrived. I don't want to turn off the car" Alexandre and I looked at each other "No! Guys, no!"

Alexandre and I pushed ourselves to get out of the car, competing for who would find our godfather first, so that our parents would not turn off the car.

We entered the school, it was absolute silence, lonely corridors, everyone had left.

"Uncle!" Alexandre shouted. "Godfather!"

"Godfather!" I screamed.

After running through the corridors trying to be in which of them, we arrived at the infirmary, there we heard noises, and we did not hesitate to run, pushing ourselves clearly, to arrive first.

Alexandre had the advantage, I ran a little faster and put my foot in him to trip, and although he didn't fall, he was late, but it didn't take him long to get back together and overtake me, not without first giving me a push, by the time he had overtaken me I did the only thing that wouldn't fail me, I tackled him, I threw myself behind his knees and hugged them, to make him fall suddenly, and as it was obvious, I also fell.

After being on the floor, we saw inside a room in the infirmary, two other boys fighting.

"What's going on here?" Hunham asked "And what the hell are you doing here?" He asked after looking at the floor and seeing my twin and me lying down.

"Hello godfather" we greet in unison.

"Were they fighting?" Hunham asked.

“Yes,” Alexandre replied.

The boys looked pale, they really thought we were going to betray them.

"Yes, we were fighting" the boys' faces went from scared to confused "Well, with that they call everything fight, it wasn't a fight, we were just competing"

"Competing? To see who crawls more on the ground? For God's sake, guys! Stand up from the floor" in all the time we had given him the explanations we were still lying on the floor.

"Yes, godfather. Competing, let's see who found him first, I think it was a tie" said Alexandre shaking himself, just like me, well, I adjusted my skirt, I hope and it hasn't been seen much when I was lying on the floor.

When we got up I could read the look of each boy.

Jason, none in particular, already knew us, he was used to it and not at all surprised to see that behavior.

Another boy with curlers, he looked serious, he was fighting with another one.

The other boy with whom the one with the curlers fought, scanned Alexandre from top to bottom, looking at him with a disgusted face. And he looked at me from top to bottom the same, at the beginning his face was still disgusted, until he reached his hips and I could notice a micro-smile, I don't want to know but my mind already intuited what he was thinking.

And two other boys, smaller, with a scared face.

"Oh! Y/n your lip! Oh Alexandre your eye! They haven't even been here for a minute, they're already in an accident"

"What? No, we had this since before we arrived"

"Jason!" Alexandré greeted. We had forgotten to greet him, we knew Jason, or something like that, Alexandre also played the same sport as Jason, although they were not on the same team, they always saw each other in competitions.

"Don't be distracted, where are your parents?"

"Outside"

"Well, what are you waiting for, let's go!"

Hunham went ahead, Alexandre on one side of him and I on one side of Alexandre. The five boys were coming after us.

"Hey, you" Alexandre turned his head back, he already knew what he was about to say.

"Me?" Said the boy who had scanned us with his eyes a few minutes ago.

"Yes, what's your name?"

"Teddy"

"Well Teddy, stop looking at my sister's skirt, even if it seems very short I can swear that she won't get up with any movement she makes"

We brought our school uniform, yes, barely and we left school on vacation when our parents were handing us over to our future prisons.

My father had turned off the car, we had taken too long. My parents were outside the car, with my suitcases.

"Hello brother" my father greeted "I hope you can do something better with this little flea, we don't know what to do with her."

"She?" Hunham asked, clearly surprised "won't Alexandre stay?"

"No Paul. The one that occupies your discipline is y/n"

"They'll have Alexandre as a dishwasher," I mocked, to which I received a zap from my dad.

"Are you sure you don't want to leave Alexandre?" He asked again.

“More than safe. She's the one who stays here."

"Yes, they really occupy discipline. Do you know why their faces are so beaten? They ground their faces between themselves"

"I can assure you that this little flea will return renewed"

"Well Paul, we have to go, Alexandre won't make it to his social service."

My parents said goodbye to me and got in the car, after giving me some typical sermons "behave yourself" "be polite" "act like a lady" blah, blah, blah.

“Alexandre, say goodbye. We have to go"

My twin was in front of me.

"Bastard" When I least expected it, he hit me on the lip.

"Idiot" I complained and hit him in the eye, where he clearly had the bruise.

We looked at each other with an angry face and finally hugged each other. We had never spent a date apart.

"I'm going to miss you," he told me.

"Me too little brother" I clung more to him, I can swear I felt more than one tear brush my cheek.

He gave me a short kiss on the head and separated from me.

"Merry Christmas and New Year in advance" he opened the door and went up, but before closing the door he spoke "Jason, take care of her. You know I'll pay you later"

"Of course," Jason said. They had some kind of athletic code, although Jason could have whatever he wanted because he was practically rich, they asked for significant favors, which they would not buy with money.

"Before you leave, I want to ask you a question" Hunham approached my parents' window "what should I believe so much in y/n?"

"I'm just telling you that I haven't believed a single word to y/n and Alexandre since they learned to speak"

After that he finally closed the door and they left.

"Well, let's go in, I don't think they want to stay here frozen in the snow."

I grabbed my backpack and my two suitcases. They were heavy, my mom had packed them, so it was a surprise to know what they would bring.

"Did you really fight your brother with beatings?" One of the little boys asked, he seemed to be Korean.

"Of course, if I wasn't here."

"Who won?" He spoke in another little boy.

“I don't know. My other two brothers intervened.”

We walked back to the infirmary.

"Where will I stay?"

"Good question," Hunham said. "I didn't want to do it, but Jason, Teddy and Angus will stay in the same room. You will stay with Ye-Joon and Alex."

I understood his logic, the youngest were still children, or had just entered adolescence no matter how old they were. The other three were adolescents with the most agitated hormones.

"No! I won't share a room with Angus!" Teddy exclaimed.

"So where do you want to sleep, young man? There are no more beds.”

He was silent for a few minutes before answering "I can sleep with Ye-Joon and Alex, I sent his niece to the other room"

"I won't send her with two pubescents her age. The rooms stay as I said"

And as he said, Angus transferred to the other room and I settled down with the smallest ones.

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