You Look Pretty Low

[Trinity]

I woke up early on Monday morning and groaned, realising we were still in Maryland. I threw a new slipper at my sister before reaching for my lighter and cigarettes. Walking over to the window, I sat down on a window-seat, opened the window and lit up.

“It’s effing freezing Trin, shut the bloody window!” Peyton hissed

“Fuckk off, I’m smoking,” I grumbled

Peyton groaned, getting out of bed, and stumbled over to me with a blanket. I let Peyton sit between my legs, the both of us covered in the blanket as Peyton rested her brunette head on my shoulder. We stayed in silence, Peyton waiting for me to finish my cigarette.

“It looks like it’s a bit sunny,” Peyton mumbled

“Good thing, really. I didn’t want to wear jeans on our first day,” I grimaced, Peyton doing the same

We stood up, me chucking my lighter on my bed.

“Can you pick my outfit?” I pleaded, knowing Peyton had good dress sense

“Only if you pick mine,” Peyton chuckled

[Peyton]

[30 minutes later]

“You have good taste,” Trinity grinned, admiring her low-cut white tank top, short black rara skirt, black cardigan, fishnet stockings and black heels

“Just like you,” I grinned back, gazing at my black corset top, short white denim skirt, knee-high black socks, black blazer and black heels too

“We’ll need a little make-up though,” Trinity murmured

“Duh!” I giggled

We put on light eyeliner and lipgloss, not needing anything else to look good. With a high-five, we walked down the stairs hand-in-hand, and into the kitchen.

“Morning!” we chorused

Sue dropped her cup and Donald choked on his coffee.

“W-What are you wearing?” Sue stuttered

“Whatever the bloody hell we want to,” Trinity said simply, flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder

“Got a problem with it?” I asked innocently, twirling a strand of my dark brown hair round my fingers

“You’ll be cold,” Donald managed to say

“Then I’ll find someone to warm me up,” Trinity said with a smirk

Sue visibly paled, making us two snicker. We ate a few slices of buttered toast each, before cleaning our teeth and making sure we had everything ready.

“Which way is school from here?” I asked, when we finally got downstairs again

“We’ll drive you,” Donald offered

“Don’t be stupid, why would we want to be seen with you two?” Trinity snorted

“But…”

Sue placed a hand on his arm, stopping him.

“Straight down the end of this road…its long so it’ll take 15 minutes, then take the first right then the first left. You’ll see it from there,” Sue explained

“Brilliant,” I nodded

“See you later,” Trinity added

We then left the house, triumphant smiles on our faces.

*

[30 minutes later]

[Trinity]

“Welcome to Lutherville-Timonium High School!” the secretary chirped

Peyton and I just stared at her blankly, raising our eyebrows. The secretary cleared her throat, slightly embarrassed by our lack of response.

“Now let me see…yes, your schedules are exactly the same…and you have Art first. Enjoy!” the secretary smiled

She handed Peyton and I two pieces of paper each, one being our schedule and one being a map. The Bensons had put us in for Home Economics, French, Art, Sport, Music, Algebra, English Literature and Biology. Eurgh, I only like Home Ec out of them. I knew Peyton would only like English Lit. Stupid foster people.

With a sigh, I looked down at the map, trying to find the art room.

“I think we have to go that way,” Peyton mumbled, pointing left

“Let’s go then, before too many people get here,” I muttered

Linking hands, we set off.

*

[Last lesson – Sport]

“So, like, my cousin went to the school they just left in Pickett County, Tennessee, and apparently they made quite a reputation there, even only after 2 months,”

Peyton stopped me in my tracks, hiding around the corner from where two girls were talking about us.

“What do you mean?” the super-skinny one asked

“Apparently, the blonde one, Trixie or whatever her name is, slept with a teacher and half the basketball team. And the brunette, Penelope I think, slept with the other half of the basketball team as well as a load of the punks. They’re total sluts,” her big-chested friend smirked

Peyton cleared her throat, making the other girls in the changing room watch with interest as we walked over to the two fake-blondes.

“That teacher was 21 and seriously hot. And my sister slept with one punk. Get your facts right before you trash talk us, aye?” I said fake-sweetly

“Honey, you aren’t going to get anywhere in this school – don’t think just because you’re charity cases you can get sympathy. No-one likes foster kids,” the big-chested blonde sneered

“And to think I was prepared to be civil,” Peyton sighed mockingly

The rest of their class crowded round as Peyton and I bowed to each other.

“What are you doing?” the skinny blonde asked nervously, jumping to her feet, her friend joining her

“Teaching you a lesson,” I growled

In unison, we swung our fists into the stomachs of the two blondes, making them double over. I sharply elbowed the skinny girl in the middle of her back as Peyton kicked the big-chested one’s legs out from under her, making them both fall to the floor. The crowd laughed as the blondes cried out in pain. Peyton and I bowed to each other again, before scowling down at the blondes, placing a foot each on their necks so they couldn’t get up.

“Never trash-talk a Hayes sister,” Peyton said menacingly

“I’ll keep that in mind,” a voice said loudly

Peyton and I moved our feet, everyone falling silent as the coach strode into the room, glaring down at the four of us in front of him.

“Hayes, Hayes, principals office. Now. Mitchen, Olivers, get up. Everyone else, into the gym,” the coach yelled

I swore under my breath, picking up my clothes and bag before walking out, Peyton doing the same. Peyton and I took our time walking to the principal’s office, and sat down in silence once we got there.

“Trinity, Peyton, come in please,” the principal called

We reluctantly walked into the office, and sat down opposite Principal Morgan.

“Now, coach Ford has informed me that the two of you started a fight with two girls in your Sport Class?” she asked wearily

“They called us charity cases,” I shrugged

“I don’t appreciate being told no-one like foster kids, and neither does my sister,” Peyton said angrily

“Calm down,” I whispered, linking my hand with my sister’s

Peyton took a deep breath, before gritting her teeth.

“I know about your history, and I know the difficulties you’ve been through…”

Oh no she didn’t.

“You don’t know shit!” Peyton spat

“Everyone always says this, but they’re wrong. You don’t have a fuckking clue what we’ve been through,” I said icily

“Language! I am prepared to let this slide if you two promise to control your tempers and respect other people,” Principal Morgan said firmly

I glared at the woman, as did Peyton.

“The two of you have detention straight after school today. Turn up or it’ll be community service at the weekend,” Principal Morgan warned

“Fine,” I muttered

“Good. You are dismissed. You can wait outside room 213 for your detention, seeing as there’s only 15 minutes left of the lesson now anyway,” Principal Morgan instructed

“We need to get changed,” Peyton pointed out

“The female toilets are just down the hall,” Principal Morgan smiled

Peyton and I got up in silence and left the room. As soon as we were in the corridor, Peyton spun round and punched a locker.

“This is such bullshit!” she said angrily

“Hey, at least we beat our old record of getting detention in a new school. Used to be 1 week, remember? I think 1 day is pretty funny,” I shrugged, leaning against the wall outside the toilets

“How are you so calm, Trin?” Peyton exasperated

“The way I see it, Pey, the more trouble we get into, the more hostile the Bensons will get, and therefore the quicker they’ll kick us out,” I smirked, rolling my eyes

“Ah, I see. Well you could’ve told me that before I punched the locker. That hurt like fuckk,” Peyton whined

“That’ll teach you for not controlling your temper. I can do it, so you can too. Don’t let this school affect you,” I chuckled

“Fine. There had better be some sort of distraction for me in detention though. I still don’t like them, no matter how many we’ve had,” Peyton grumbled

“It’s January, two weeks into the school term after winter holidays – of course there’ll be people in detention!” I snorted

“I’ll hold you to that,” Peyton grinned

[20 minutes later]

Peyton and I sat down, me by the window and Peyton in the seat to my right. As of yet, no-one else had joined us for detention.

“I thought you said there would be other people!” Peyton hissed

“Keep your wig on, there’s someone coming now,” I replied, rolling my eyes as I heard footsteps

We turned our heads as the door opened, a good-looking boy walking in.

“You two here for detention?” he asked, rubbing his head

“We’re not here out of choice if that’s what you mean,” I muttered

“Excuse my sister, it’s our first day here,” Peyton said sweetly

Mm, I thought she might perk up.

“The Hayes sisters, right?” the boy smirked

“How did you know?” I asked, confused

“Brah, the whole school is buzzing about you two. Two hot new girls in this school is big news, trust me,” the boy explained

“What your name?” Peyton asked, smiling

“Alex. Alex Gaskarth,” he introduced

He lifted Peyton’s hand to his lips, kissing it lightly. I scoffed as she blushed.

“Let me guess, you’re the school player that can get any girl he wants?” I mused

“Pretty much,” Alex shrugged

“I like a guy that’s self-assured,” Peyton purred, batting her eyelashes, “I’m Peyton. This is my sister, Trinity,”

“Jesus fuckk,” I muttered

Just then, the door opened, and a teacher walked in.

“Yo Mr Laverne!” Alex called, waving lazily

“Hi Alex, what are you in for this time?” the scruffy man yawned

“Apparently it’s against school rules to start a food fight. In History class,” Alex shrugged

“Fair enough. And you two…I don’t recognise you,” Mr Laverne said

“That’s coz we’re new. Today,” Peyton snickered

“Ah, the Hayes sisters. What did you do?” Laverne mused

“Got into a fight with two blonde skanks,” I yawned

“You were the two that beat up Big tits and Anna-rexic?” Alex gasped

“Alex, no name calling. He means Annaliese Mitchen and Tiffany Olivers,” Laverne warned

“Yeaah, Anna-rexic and Big Tits,” Alex grinned

“The names sound about right actually. They trash-talked us so we floored them. They should really have learnt from Big Tits’ cousin that we’re black belt karate too, but I guess not,” Peyton giggled

“I’m going to be seeing you two a lot in here, aren’t I?” Laverne smiled

“Most likely,” I nodded, smiling slightly back

“Awesome, that beats me and Alex getting bored at least once a week then. Well, I’m going to get a coffee, so stay in here,” Laverne announced

I raised an eyebrow as the teacher left the three of us alone in the room.

“How long do you reckon he’ll be?” Peyton asked Alex

“20 minutes,” Alex shrugged, “why?”

“You don’t mind, do you, Trin?” Peyton asked innocently

“Has it stopped you before, Pey?” I smirked

Alex raised an eyebrow, but looked shocked as Peyton straddled his waist. I snickered at Alex’s groan in response to Peyton kissing down his neck, but turned my head away as Peyton unzipped Alex’s jeans. To keep myself occupied, I opened the window, and pulled out a cigarette, a lit up. Groans, gasps and grunts came from behind me, but I kept looking out the window, calmly taking a drag every now and again. 15 minutes later I flicked the butt of the cigarette out the window as I heard both of them cry out, popping a piece of gum in my mouth, only spinning round when I heard a zip being done back up.

“That was a pretty good first-day fuckk,” Peyton smirked, sitting back down in her original chair

“Sounded like it,” I mused, inwardly laughing at Alex’s astonished expression

“You girls really are something special, huh?” Alex said, impressed and out of breath

“Damn right,” Peyton winked

“Do you two want to hang out with me and my friends tomorrow?” Alex asked, straightening his t-shirt

“I don’t know…we don’t normally talk to our fuckks again, no offense,” I frowned

“But this one was good!” Peyton pleaded

I raised an eyebrow at my sister’s abnormal behaviour, not sure what had made her change her mind, but nodded.

“Fine,” I shrugged

“Do you have any shy friends?” Peyton asked innocently

“I can find my own fuckks, Pey,” I scoffed

“Shy? You don’t look like the type for shy boys, Trinity,” Alex said honestly

“She likes corrupting shy and innocent boys,” Peyton grinned

“Ah…got it. Well, I think I might know just the person. I’m warning you though, he’s really shy,” Alex chuckled

“I like a challenge,” I mused

“You two are definitely going to shake up this place,” Alex said happily

“We were planning on it,” Peyton smirked