Third person POV:

"Did you hear? Mr Alistor suspended the whole basketball team."

"What? No way! Why would he do that?"

"I heard that they were teaching that freak a lesson again."

"Some of the new kids stepped in to stop them."

"Really? Why would they do that? Don't they know what she's done?" Egil's eye twitched slightly.

"They do know everyone can hear them... Right?" Hungary asked, looking around.

"Idiots..." Markell muttered, glaring at some of the girls on the bus. The girls he glared at swooned. Egil stood up.

"Oi! We can all hear you! So stop talking bad about my... Friend! If you continue you'll find a butter knife in your eye!" Egil announced, sucsessfuly shutting everyone up. The bus stopped and (Y/n) walked on. Instead of wearing her school uniform, she wore a (f/c) t shirt, a pair of worn out jeans and her beaten running shoes. (Y/n) sat in her regular spot, looking out the window. The bus stayed in an awkward silence before Antonio stood up and walked to the front of the bus, sitting in the seat next to (Y/n).

"Hola chica! You forgot your bag at my house! So I brought it for you!" Antonio said, smiling warmly. (Y/n) glanced at him. Antonio grabbed the bag and handed in to (Y/n), not noticing that (Y/n) flinched when he got too close.

"Gracias..." She grumbled, looking back out the window. Antonio brightened up.

"Denada!" Antonio cheered. The bus stopped and (Y/n) walked off, Antonio trailing after her happily as the rest of the bus waited for them to get off.

"Shouldn't you be hanging with your friends?" (Y/n) asked, walking towards her locker. She had a slight limp that she attempted to hide.

"What are you talking about? We are friends chica!" Antonio said, laughing. (Y/n) shot him a weird look.

"I barley f**king know you. Idiot. So just leave me alone. I'm not f**king interested in being friends or nothin'. I'm perfectly fine with having six friends. I don't need anyone else." (Y/n) stated, closing her locker and walking off. Antonio grinned.

"See! You're already warming up to me!"

~~~

(Y/n) walked towards the office. The old secretary was gone and a man with red hair and green eyes sat in her spot, spinning in the chair happily. He looked a lot like Alistor. The man stopped spinning, his eyes sparkling as he saw (Y/n).

"You must be (Y/n) (L/n)! I've heard so much about ye from my brother!" The man exclaimed. "I'm Alric! Alistor's brother!" (Y/n) blinked once.

"Okaaaaay.... I don't really give a f***..." (Y/n) said. "And what the f*** happened to the old lady?"

"Huh? Oh! She died!" Alric said cheerfully.

"Well then... I'm not going to say that I'm surprised... Because I'm not. She was too f**king old anyways." (Y/n) said before walking into the principles office. Alistor was rubbing his temples.

"Oi! Mr Alistor. What the f*** is with the cheerful ba***rd?" (Y/n) asked. "Oh, and I need a new uniform. All mine were wrecked."

"Again?" Alistor asked. "Ye know where they are." (Y/n) walked over to the closet and grabbed an extra girls uniform.

"Thanks..." (Y/n) grumbled.

"And that 'cheerful ba***rd' is my twin. Annoying, I know." Alistor said, rolling his eyes.

"Why does everyone in this f**king school have a damned twin?" (Y/n) asked herself, glaring at the ground. "It's so f**king weird..." (Y/n) shook it off and gave a short wave to Alistor.

"See ya 'round then..." She muttered, walking out of the office.

~~~

(Y/n) wandered towards her first class and gave a small nod towards Ms Pink, who was sitting in her desk.

"Good morning Ms (L/n). How is your morning so far?" Ms Pink asked. (Y/n) hummed in reply. "We'll be having two new students in our class with us starting today." Ms Pink added, looking up from her papers. (Y/n) groaned.

"What the f***? Why!?" (Y/n) asked, semi glaring at Ms Pink.

"One of the students wouldn't stop talking in class. So they sent him here for more one on one work. The other is his twin and by strict orders from Mr Kirkland, the twins need to stay together." Ms Pink explained. "So please try to stay in the class for more then ten minuets. And behave." (Y/n) rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. I f**king get it." She grumbled. Ms Pink nodded and stood up as the Canadian anthem began playing. Followed by the announcements for the day.

Once the announcements were done, a loud knock came from the door.

"Those must be some of your new classmates!" Ms Pink cheered, standing up from her seat.

"My only classmates..." (Y/n) stated. Ms Pink ignored her and answered the door.

"Hello! My name is Ms Pink and I'll be your English teacher from now on!" Ms Pink said cheerfully. "The other student will be doing different work then yours so please try not to bother her too much."

"Sure thing!" A loud voice cheered, followed by a low hum. Ms Pink walked back to her desk, allowing the two new students to enter the class. They both had gravity defying blonde hair. The only big difference was the boy on the right had a scar on his cheek and slightly darker hair. The blonde on the left cheered loudly once he saw (Y/n) while the one on the right only gave her a small nod, a small spark lighting in his eyes.

"You two can sit anywhere you like! You three are the only students in this class!" Ms Pink said, laughing. The two boys sat down in two random desks. The boy without the scar sitting next to (Y/n).

"You two can work through this sheet together. Just tell me when you're done." Ms Pink said, handing the two a sheet of paper before turning to (Y/n). "Alright Ms (L/n). Let's try reading this book again." Ms Pink pulled out a small book with lots of pictures. It looked like it had five small pages in total. (Y/n) slouched in her seat unhappily as Ms Pink opened up the cover of the book.

"Alright. What does this page say?" (Y/n) scrunched her eyebrows together as she looked over the words.

"B-B-Bek...Becky h-haz fi.... Fi.... Five f-f-fin.... Fingerz..." (Y/n) read, her finger trailing under the words. Mathias snickered before he burst out laughing, banging his fist on the table as he laughed.

"BAHAHAHAHA!!!! You can't even read!!!!" He yelled. Markell shot him a glare as the tips of (Y/n)'s ears turned bright red.

"I CAN F**KING READ YOU F**KER!!! SO SHUT THE F*** UP BEFORE I SHOVE MY PENCIL INTO YOUR F**KING EYE AND TURN IT INTO F**KING MUSH! NOTHING F**KING FUNNY ABOUT THAT IS THERE?!?" (Y/n) yelled, standing up from her seat. She slung her bag over her shoulder and walked around the table. "I'm f**king leaving. This isn't worth s**t." She stated, walking out of the classroom. Ms Pink sighed and wrote something down on her clipboard.

"She only lasted three minuets today..." Ms Pink muttered sadly. Markell smacked Mathias' head before turning towards Ms Pink.

"How long does he normally stay in this class?" Markell asked. Ms Pink looked up.

"Huh? Oh. The max time (Y/n) has stayed in this class is... Ten minuets."

"Holy s**t..." Mathias muttered.

"If you boys could try to help her stay longer, I'd be very great full."

"Of course! No problem Ms Pink!"