I Think I’m Officially Crazy

“What the fuck happened?” Noah and Nate asked simultaneously, probably since they’re twins, while staring at Hunter and Cole, who were still on the ground.

“Your brothers are stupid, hormonal fucks,” I said to Nate and Noah, while turning to face them.

“Well that’s nothing new,” Nate commented.

“I’ll go get mom and dad so we can get them to the hospital,” Noah said, before walking back into the house.

“How is this nothing new?” I asked Nate.

“Cole and Hunter don’t get along, they always get into fights… over everything, anything and absolutely nothing sometimes,” Nate explained.

“Well that’s fucked up,” I mutter, and pull out a cigarette and light it, and started smoking it, “Your family is going to kill me with the amount of smoking I’ve done so far here.”

Nate laughed. “Well maybe you shouldn’t smoke at all,” Nate offered.

“I could, but then I would be super stressed, and then I lose the fun of breaking the law,” I replied, blowing circles of smoke into the air.

“I don’t think I’ve ever met a girl who’s so intent on breaking every rule in the book, its refreshing… Why do you do it?” Nate said, while sitting down, obviously tired of standing, and I made my way over to him, and sat down too.

“I don’t really know, maybe to prove to my mom I don’t need her to be someone, or maybe because its fun, or maybe because I just got sick of being the good two shoes that everyone walked all over,” I said, laying down and looking up at the sky, where the sun was setting.

“Maybe it’s all of those reasons mashed together,” Nate mused, laying down next to me, and we sat there in silence looking up and the sky.

I liked Nate, not like as in dating material, but like a best friend, or a close brother. he was easy going, and easy to talk to. I could see me being really tight with him later in life.

“Nate, Jackie, Noah, help Cole and Hunter to the front of the house, we’ll meet you up there with the car!” Mrs. Sullivan called from the front porch, before running down with Mr. Sullivan towards the garage.

Noah ran over to where Hunter, Cole, Nate, and I were all laying, and Nate and I got up. Noah and Noah helped Cole up, since it was his side that he hurt, and I helped Hunter up, who’s hand and forearm were now completely covered in blood.
Once Noah and Nate had Cole situated with their shoulders under his arms, I saw the whole left side of his shirt was covered in blood.

“What the hell happened?” I asked, a little freaked out.

“My stitches busted,” Cole explained like it was no big deal.

“And why did you have stitches?” I asked.

“Baseball game, I was sliding to home base, and caught a rock in my side, it slit my side open,” Cole explained, and we started walking towards the front porch.

Once we got there, Mrs. and Mr. Sullivan pulled up a large black S.U.V. just seconds later, and Hunter got in, then Noah and Nate helped Cole get in. They shut the door, and Mr. Sullivan sped off down the driveway and out of sight.

-4 Hours Later
Noah Nate, Ace and I sat in the living room, watching Knocked Up on the flat screen when Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan walked into the house with Cole and Hunter following closely behind them.

“Well, there’s no serious damage, only more stitches, and a broken nose, but that’s the worse, thankfully,” Mrs. Sullivan said, once she walked into the house, “anyways, Ben and I are headed up to bed, don’t stay up too late.”

With that Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan disappeared up the stairs. A few moments later, Hunter and Cole made their way upstairs, not near each other of course. Cole was about two yards behind Hunter.

“Well, I’m going to bed, I’m dead beat right now,” I said, standing up, and stretching.

“Night!” Noah and Nate called simultaneously, as I headed up the stairs.

“Don’t start anymore fights!” Ace called up the stairs, and I could hear the smirk in his voice.

“Night guys, and shut up Ace!” I called down the stair, before going into my room, and closing the door.

I walked over to my closet, peeling off my dirty clothes, and pulled out a pair of black, lacy, bikini-style underwear, and an oversized, black shirt, that has some weird design on it. I pulled of my bra and underwear, tossing them into my dirty clothes pile sitting in my closet, and pulled on the underwear and t-shirt, and crawled into bed, turning off the light, and falling asleep immediately.

-Next Day
I woke up to my alarm blaring into my ear. My head still under the pillow and blankets, I stuck out a hand, looking for my alarm clock, and finally finding it, I slammed my hand down on top of it, the annoying blaring sound stopping. I threw my blankets to the bottom of my bed, and grudgingly got up, and some how ended up losing my balance ,and landing on the floor next to my bed.

“Oww……” I moaned, rubbing my lower back, which was the first thing to hit the floor.

After the pain slowly died away, I pulled myself off the floor, and made my way over to my window, to open the blinds, so I could actually see. Once I did that, I made my way to my closet, and pulled out light gray skinny jeans, a lime green v-neck, my favorite black, leather jacket, and three inch black pumps. I threw those on my bed, and walked across the hall into the bathroom to shower, and do my hair, which I straightened, my make up, which is some black eyeliner, and mascara, and a little bit of lip gloss, and you know all the other things you do in the bathroom. An hour later, I walked back to my room and quickly got dressed. Once I was dressed, and rummaged through all the crap under my bed, until I finally came across my black backpack, that held all the shit I need for school, and grabbed my I-pod, cell phone, money, lighter, and cigarettes and threw them into the front pocket of my bag, and zipped it shut. I threw my bag over my shoulder, and made my way down to the kitchen for breakfast, where everyone else was.

“What’s for breakfast?” Hunter asked Mrs. Sullivan, walking up behind me, and standing extremely close to me.

“Just some eggs and toast today,” Mrs. Sullivan said, placing eight places, over flowing with eggs and toast onto the kitchen table.

“Smells good,” Cole said, walking into the kitchen behind me, and standing just as close.

I looked around, trying to find a seat where I wouldn’t be stuck between Cole and hunter, because that’s just too awkward. I finally looked to see that there was an empty seat between Noah and Nate, and all but ran to the open seat.

“Morning guys!” I greet, as I sit down.

“Morning!” Noah and Nate greet simultaneously, only it was a bit muffled since there mouths were full of food.

Once that was said, I gratefully helped myself to my plate of food, since I was starving… We never did have dinner last night. Once everyone was finished eating, all of us, but Zander and Zavier, made our way to the black S.U.V., that luckily has a back seat and a middle seat, so it fits seven people, and piled in, Ace at the wheel. I was sitting in the passengers seat, so I rolled down the window, and lit me up a cigarette to calm my nerves, because, although I don’t show it, I’m actually nervous about starting a new school, especially halfway through the semester. About half an hour, and two cigarettes later we finally arrived to school, and I was only halfway through my second cigarette. We parked the car, and we all got out, and locked the car.

“So my sexy set of twins, care to show me the way to the office?” I asked Noah and Nate, stepping between them.

I would’ve put my arms around their shoulders, but this family is so damn tall. Of course, I’m also pretty short, at five two, five, five with my heels, but still, I swear to god like everyone here is like six fucking feet tall!

“Of course we’ll help our new sexy little friend here!” Noah and Nate said, again simultaneously, they really need to stop doing that, it’s kind of creepy, and they both threw and arm over my shoulder and we started walking towards what looks like the front entrance of the school.

“Hey Sullivan!” A female voice called from behind us.

“Oh hey Blake,” Nate said, as we turned around, to face a tall brunette walking towards us.

“Who’s this?” Blake asked, once she was close enough to us.

“This is Jackie, she’s staying with us for a while. Jackie, this is Blake, she’s a junior,” Nate explained.

“Nice to meet you,” I greeted.

“Same here. You guys want me to take her to the office so you could get to practice?” Blake said to me then, her question was directed to Nate and Noah.

“Yeah sure, sorry Jackie, we gotta go,” Noah and Nate said, as they waved goodbye.

“So, you live with the Sullivans?” Blake asked, as we started walking towards the school again.

“Yeah,” I answered.

“That’s gotta be something,” Blake laughed.

“It is, I’ve been here one day, and Hunter and Cole have already gone to the emergency room, and I’ve already punched someone,” I explained.

“Haha, who’d you punch?” Blake asked.

“Hunter, because I have an issue with people touching me when I sleep, and he went to wake me up, and I nailed him right in the nose,” I answered.

“You know Jackie, I like you, most girls here are bitches,” Blake said.

“Well its good I’m friends with you then, because I’m allergic to bitches,” I joked, and Blake laughed.

We headed to the office and got my schedule, which I gave to Blake to look over while I got my things out of my locker, and she was writing which of her friends and her, and which of the Sullivans were in each of my classes, because apparently I needed to know. But then again that could be helpful.

First Period- Spanish Four- Blake, Spencer (she’s a girl), Hunter
Second Period- Anatomy- Cole, Spencer, Natalie (Nap time)
Third Period- Physical Education- Blake, Ace, Andrew (Sucks ass, pervert teacher)
Fourth Period- English- Natalie, Andrew (P.S. super boring)
Fifth Period-Lunch- Blake, Spencer, Natalie, Andrew, Anthony, Ace, Hunter, Cole (Fun)
Sixth Period- Geometry- Anthony, Spencer, Cole, Hunter (Lots of fights with Sullivans)
Seventh- Government History- Ace, Hunter, Natalie (Pointless, note passing time)

When I finally got my schedule, and was reading all the notes she left me, I couldn’t help but laugh, it was pretty entertaining.

“Alright, to el spanyo!” Blake called, and she grabbed my wrist, dragging me down the hall, while I laughed at her poor Spanish.

“How did you get into Spanish 4 with you lack of skills in the language?” I asked, still laughing at her, once we got to the classroom, and sat down in the very back corner.

“I dunno really…. Hey Spencer!” Blake called, as an average height, dirty blonde girl walked into the room, and made her way over to us, sitting in front of Blake.

“Hey Blake, who’s this?” Spencer asked.

“I’m Jackie,” I greeted.

“Nice meeting you, I’m Spencer, if you haven’t figured that out already,” Spencer said, smiling.

“Yeah, she lives with the Sullivans!” Blake pretended to whisper to Spencer, although it was obvious I was meant to hear it, and I started laughing.

“That must be something,” Spencer said.

“What must be something?” A very bitchy sounding voice asked from behind us.

“Ugh, what do you want Victoria?” Blake asked the voice, and I turned around to find a very slutty, bitchy looking girl standing next to me.

“You know, the answer to my question, now tell me,” Victoria demanded in a bitchy tone, and I faked sneezed. Have I ever mentioned I’m amazing at fake sneezing, because apparently it sounds like I’m really sneezing.

“Why should we?” Spencer challenged, and just as Victoria opened her mouth to speak again, I faked sneezed… seven times.

“God damn it what is wrong with you, new girl!” Victoria shouted, staring daggers at me.

“Oh sorry,” I smirked, pretending to be sorry, and putting a hand over my heart, “ did I forget to mention I’m allergic to bitches and sluts?”

And with that, Blake and Spencer started laughing hysterically, and Victoria stomped off to her little posse at the front of the room, just as the bell rang.

“Alright class, take your seats!” an old woman yelled, walking into the room.

With that she started the lesson, and ten minutes into it, the door opened, and none other than Hunter walked in.

“Mr. Sullivan, care to explain why your late?” Ms….. Something, I don’t know, I forgot, asked Hunter, stopping her lesson.

“Umm….” Hunter mumbled looking around the room, “Oh hey Jackie!” he said like a little kid, and made his way to the seat next to me.

“Mr. Sullivan,” The teacher said, staring daggers at him.

“Oh yeah, right, Jackie forgot her lunch money, so I went back to get it for her, so she wouldn’t be late on her first day,” Hunter lied, obviously making it up as he went along.

“What do you mean you went back to get it for her? Where does this bitch live?” None other than Victoria shouted, standing up from her seat, and staring what must apparently be her death stare, although it’s quite a pathetic one, at Hunter and I.

“Well she does live with me,” Hunter explained slowly, as if he were talking to a kid, and the duhh was implied at the end, causing Victoria to turn a really unattractive red.

“YOU. ARE. SO. DEAD!” Victoria shouted at me, enunciating each word, slowly, nad the teacher looked so confused as to what to do.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I’d love to see you try,” I challenged her, smirking.