"Bryanna! Wake up! You don't want to be late for our first day of school!" A deep voice calls from downstairs.

"Yes, I do." I mumble into my pillow. I roll over when I hear movement.

"Momma!" I feel a poke.

I open my eyes to see my baby boy, Bradley. My hazel eyes connect with his hazel eyes.

"Hi, Baby." I yawn.

"Momma! Up!" he giggles.

"I'm up!"

Bradley chuckles and runs out of the room, probably heading to his uncle in the kitchen.

My son looks very similar to me, thank the Lord, excepted I dyed my hair dark blue and Bradley has it black. My big man is already two years old. I decided to name his Bradley Raydel Rivers.

I get up and take a quick shower. I dress in dark gray slim jeans and a white hoodie. I step into my black high top All-stars converses. I don't really like makeup; it's mostly just mascara. I change my tongue piercing to a clear bar. I leave my hair down to air dry.

I grab my black backpack and head downstairs to my son and twin brother.

I smell the goodness as I approach the kitchen.

"Sleeping beauty is finally up." Blaise, my twin brother, jokes.

I roll my eyes. I sit at the table and start munching on the pancakes my brother made. I love Blaise's pancakes! Actually I love everything that Blaise cooks.

Blaise is my younger twin by 3 minutes. He has black hair and the same hazel eyes but darker. He's 5'7 feet, taller than me by three inches. He has a lip piercing.

I love my boys. They're my family.

The only reason why we're living alone is because our parents kicked me out when they found out I was pregnant with Bradley. My parents are rich so they didn't care that I was raped at 16. They just care about how others see them. When they found that i got pregnant by my rapist, they told me to leave. Blaise was angry and cussed them out. We packed and left. My big brother said he wouldn't leave me alone.

After some months they wrote to us saying how they were wrong and they send us money monthly to make it up to us. Alan and Rosy, our parents, are very heartless.

Anyway, forgetting the past, we finish eating and head out to Blaise's black Audi A4. My car is a Dodge Challenger but we use Blaise's for school.

I buckle Bradley in his carseat and give him his bottle.

I then jump in the front seat next to Blaise.

"We have to drop of Bradley off at daycare first." I remind him.

"Noo, really? I thought he was going to school with us." Blaise jokes.

"Haha, you're hilarious, Brother."

We pulled into Bradleys daycare. I've been bringing Bradley to daycare for a month now but Blaise and I are barley starting school because we had things to take care off, like unpacking and so.

"Oh, look it's your favorite teacher, Blaise." I point out Mrs. Sally or as I call her, Mrs. Skank.

She walks up to our car in a very short dress. Who would hire her for a kids' daycare? I'm very pleased she's not Bradley's teacher.

Mrs. Sally taps on the glass with her long nasty red nails, thinking we would actully lower the window.

"Tell her not to touch my car, Bry." Blaise tells me as I'm getting off.

Mrs. Sally is always trying to flirt with Blaise even though she's like fifty.

I open my door, making her jump back. I quickly close my door as she tries to peek in.

"Oh, is Blaise not getting off?" Mrs. Sally questions.

"No, my husband and I are already running late for school." I lie as i unbuckle Bradley and ut on his cute little Stitch backpack.

"Husband?"

"Yes, husband. The father of my child. Ever wonder why we have the the same last name  or why my son looks like both of us?" I smirk knowing how stupid she can be; she'll fall for it.

She stays quiet.

"Don't hurt yourself." I joke as I take Bradley's hand and start walking into the daycare to leave him with Riley, his teacher. Riley is a good guy, he's nice. Bradley actually likes him.

I turn back to see Mrs. Sally ready to tap on the car window again. "Oh and my husband said not to touch his car."

She pulls her hand back quickly. She turns and starts walking into the daycare, too.

The door opens and Riley iss standing there with his daily smile. "Bradley! Bryanna! How are you, guys?"

Bradley and I give him a thumbs up.

"Awesome!" he cheers. Riley's very bubbly and always in a good mood. i like Riley beacuse he's so fun and I don't have to worry about him hitting on me. He is cute though, with his short brown hair and piercing green eyes.

I crouch down to be eye level with my son, "Remember to behave. I'll pick you up after school and take you to get ice cream. I love you. Give me a kiss."

Bradley kisses my cheek, "I love you, too, Mama."

I straighten up and pat his head, "Go on, baby."

He doesn't need to be told twice; he takes off into the daycare.

"Bye, Bryanna." Riley exclaims.

"Bye, Riley." I start to walk away but turn back, "Make sure Mrs. Skank doesn't go near my son."

"Will do. Say hi to Blaise for me."

I wave and jump back into Blaise's car.

"What did you tell Sally for her to have such a shocked face." Blaise questions as we stop at a street light.

"I told her we are married and you are the father of my child. "

He chuckles, "She believed that?"

I nod, "Now hurry up. We're 20 minutes late for school already."

Once we parked in the school parking lot, we head to the office.

We enter a door labels 'OFFICE' to see three big guys and a little guy sitting down. The little guy has a big bruise on his arm and he looks like he has been crying.

"Can I help you two?" An older lady behind a desk asks.

"Um, yes, we're new and we came in for our schedules." My brother explains.

"Names?"

"Bryanna and Blaise Rivers."

The lady prints out some papers and hands them to us, explaining what each paper was. "This is the student code book." She points to a packet of like 5 pages, "and these are you're schedules. Most of your classes will be the same since school started a month ago and most classes are full."

"Thank you, ma'am." I smile.

"Call me Judy, sweetie. If you need anything, you know where to find me."

"I was actually wondering about them." I point to the guys we passed.

"Oh, the three guys like to bully people smaller than them. Poor guy." She gives a small smile to the little black haired guy.

"Can the little guy show us around so we're not lost?" I say.

"What a great idea." She starts typing. "Tyler, here is a pass for the day so you can show these new kids around."

The little guy, Tyler, looks up. His gray eyes shining red from crying.

I offer him a small smile as he takes the pass. Not speaking, he heads out of the office.

We follow Tyler out of the office.

Once in the hall, I look at our schedules:
1st period- History
2nd period- Art
3rd period- Algebra II
4th period- Music
5th period- Lunch
6th period- English Duel
7th period- Physics
8th period- P. E.
9th period- free period for seniors

Blaise was the same except Algebra and English Duel are switched for him. Tyler's was the same except Music and English Duel are switched, when means he has English with Blaise.

"Cool, we can leave right after P. E. and i can pick up Bradley early." I say.

Blaise was staring and Tyler, intensely.

"Blaise, you okay?"

He nods to answer my question.

I look at the two boys in front if me, confused. All of a sudden an idea comes to mind.

I smirk as I walk up to Tyler. He's as short as I am. I slide my hand into his and entwine our fingers.

Tyler blushes but doesn't pull away.

My eyes find Blaise, who is frowning, "Let's go to class."

"Um, follow me." Tyler finally speaks.

We walk in silence until Tyler stops in front of a classroom. He looks down at our connected hands. He knocks, softly.

Blaise must've been frustrated because he knocks again but louder.

Tyler flinched back a little.

The door opens and a hot young man is standing there, "Yes?"

He must be the teacher since he has a tie.

"We're new and Tyler is showing us around."

The teacher nods, understanding.

"I'm Mr. Alen. Please introduce yourself to the class since class is almost over."

We walk in. I had to, literally, drag Tyler in.

We stand in front of the whole class. I could pick out who were the jocks, the nerds, the players, and the sluts as I face the class.

"I'm Bryanna. As you can see my brother and I are twins. We're 18. Oh, and Tyler is mine so whoever hurts him will pay." I glare.

I hear my brother chuckle, "I'm Blaise."

Thats pretty much all you'll get from my brother.

"Oh, and to all you sluts, he's taken." I add. "He's actually married so back off." I joke, remembering the conversation with Mrs. Sally. I wink at wink as he smirks.

"Okay, you guys can take a seat wherever you find an empty seat." Mr. Alen says, amusement in his voice.

We sat towards the back. I check my phone to see only seven minutes left of class.

Everyone was talking and the teacher was on his computer.

I turn to Tyler, "Tyler, why do you look so small and why do people bully you?"

Tyler looks up to me, "I'm actually only sixteen but i skipped my junior year. I get bullied because I'm gay." He says the last part quietly.

"My brother and I are also top students but we've missed a lot of school so we're still in school. It's not right to be bullied because of who you like. I mean, my brother is gay and he doesn't give a shit about what people say or think if him. Don't worry about being bullied anymore since Blaise and I got your back." I smile.

Briiiiiinggggg

Well, time for second period.