As I waltz down stares I get some seriously weird looks from my brothers. "What?" I ask, "Um, your hair, it's, uh well it's got streaks all through it." Ty mutters. "And?" I question sassily. "It wasn't streaked last night." "I know." I reply. "What happened?" Logan asks picking up a strand and playing with it. "I don't know I woke up like this" I mutter snatching my hair back and now I continue to play with my hair.

Sighing I enter the kitchen and begin to make breakfast, for myself only.
THUD,
My head snaps up.
THUD,
"Really" I mutter to myself
THUD,
Sighing I waltz towards the door.
"Yes?" I demand as I wrench the door open angrily. There is a lady standing there she has unnaturally blonde, almost white mid back length hair, she wears purple contacts and a very smug smile. She thrusts out a stack of paper. I hesitantly take the stack, I rifle through it. It all looks very official, I start reading it, it's a court order. "Um, what's this?" I ask, "Its a court order" she replies with a 'duh' tone. "Yeah I got that, why are you giving me a court order?" I ask trying not to focus on how good it would be to snap this fu- annoying sleep 'rounds neck. "I have pressed charges against you, and your brother Tyler, for threatening and beating up my daughter" She states, I suppress an eye roll. "Who's your daughter?" I ask with a sigh "Casey Agulier" I internally groan "Fine, see you in court" I mutter and slam the door "Who was that?" Jas asks me, "I think it was Agulier's mum, the one Ty beat up, and I tried to kill" I mutter, "She's given us a court notice, but I have a feeling that it's not just them sentencing us." I inform them. "Why is that Tony asks walking into the room. I held up the stack of paper. "Does this look like just one court case?" I ask, the others nod their heads in agreement.
***
I glance down at my dinner, the court case weighing on my mind, this is not good, we'll probably move... AGAIN. I push my plate away, I've lost my appetite, "Eat it if you want" I mutter to no one in particular, and I walk up stairs. I glance down at the papers on my desk. Sighing I sit down and start to rifle through them.
The offenders Winter Rosalie Premone and Tyler Bane Premone are required to attened the Court of Tiora on the 18/9/38
"Great" I mutter to myself, "I've got to get Ty and I solicitors before then. I sigh and go back to reading
For the crimes committed against :
Casey Agulier
Kim Nightshade
Austin Traste
Nena Drasce
Anthony Morris
James Hiaste
Bethany Tinburn
Angus Witherlittle
Lyra Azalea Premone
"WHAT!" I yell out in anger, wondering why Lyra's name is on that list I get up and take a shower, to calm myself down and figure everything out.
***
Groaning I walk into my room and change into my pj's, too tired to look at the summon again, and it being rather late, ten o'clock, I crawl into bed.
I barely sleep and when I do it's a fitful dose. Groaning I go back to the summon, knowing I'm not going to sleep until I do.
These crimes include but are not limited to:
Threatening
Physical assault
Mental assault
Emotional assault
Verbal assault
Sexual assault
Okay now I KNOW that sexual assault is made up, I know I did all the others and Ty did most of the others, but neither of us would SEXUALLY assault someone, in fact I don't recognise half of these names. I sigh again and go back to my reading.
Cyber bullying
Passive aggressive bullying
Indirect bullying
Direct bullying
Neglect
Domestic violence
NEGLECT! DOMESTIC VIOLENCE! Since when. I take a small breath and realize that these are the 'crimes' that we 'committed' against Ly. I sigh and flick through the rest of the pages, which are literally just explaining the rules of the court and explain that we will have a chance to defend ourselves, and all of that stuff; dismissing it as useless I walk down stairs and grab myself a coffee.
I hum a tune whilst making myself a coffee. I pause in my task, there's someone else here. I know I have the upper hand. I live here, I know where everything is and I'm in the kitchen meaning that I have easy access to the knives. Silently I open the draw and grasp one in my hand. Pressing the flat of the blade on my wrist, I press my arm close to my side, concealing it perfectly. I quietly make my way into the living room and quickly I list off the possible weapons in this room.
Books, hard cover, can knock them out, bookshelf to my left, third choice
Chairs, tough, when broken could do quiet some damage all around, fourth choice
Cricket bat, knock them out, do quite a bit of damage by the Stereo to my right, second choice
Knife, lethal, could kill or severely injure, in my right hand first choice.
I smile to myself, and expertly manoeuvre around the furniture, I can sense that their nearby, I make out a general silhouette; it's a girl, that much is obvious. I can see her picking up things she deems valuable and shoves them in a bag. I know she would have mum's necklace. I put it there whenever I go to work, as we aren't supposed to wear jewellery.
Slipping forwards, I pounce on the girl and she clumsily tries to push me off. We struggle around, her constantly trying to gain the upper hand me trying to keep it. I land a punch in her rib cage, and I hear her groan, her form hunches over, but I refuse to leave my defensive stance. I bring my knee up and it connects with her face, well nose. I feel it smash, I hear the girl whimper in pain. I smirk thinking I have won, but I still refuse to let my guard down. I move to push her to the ground, she acts fast, slamming her knee into my rib cage, I startle her by not reacting, and I push her to the ground. I flip her onto her back, and pin her underneath me. My knee's pin her shoulder down, her legs are unable to move as they are bent underneath her. I pull out my knife and press it against her throat. "Who are you?" I ask her menacingly, my emerald eyes bore into her aqua marine ones.