This is the worst. This is the absolute worst thing to happen to a 15-turning-16-year-old. Moving schools, a week after the first day. Everyone already has friendships formed, and here he comes, Sebastian freaking Flores coming in and not knowing what to do like a One Direction fangirl at a Blake Shelton concert.

"I'm not going." He muttered, head leaning against the window.

"Stop whining." His older sister by 4 years, (but she thinks she's all grown up) Rose said sticking one earbud back in her ear.

"Listen to your sister." His mom, Luciana, said rolling her shoulders forward.

"Well she's not going to school!" he exclaimed.

"College is school munch face."

"Not real school."

"Your face isn't real school"

"That makes no sense!"

"Your face makes no sense!"

A wail interrupted their argument. Rose rolled her eyes before unbuckling her seat belt, getting on her knees, turning around and leaning forward to get the source of the cry.

"Give me my child," Sebastian demanded, arms wide.

"Gladly." Rose huffed and set the infant in his arms before turning away to her window.

"Puta." The baby muttered, spit bubbling. A snort could be heard from behind.

"Oh man your already teaching her curse words? What's next, your gonna show her smutty fanfiction?" Valentina snorted.

"I didn't teach her that! Rose probably did."

"Did not!" Rose argued.

"Did too!" Seb spat. The baby chose that moment to cry again. After shooting Rose a glare, he looked down at Sofia and rubbed his index finger against a chubby cheek. She gave him a 2 teeth smile and closed her eyes, long dark eyelashes brushing freckled covered cheeks.

"I wonder if she'll grow up gay," Vall said absentmindedly. Seb just gave her a confused look.

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"You know that's a bad habit right," Jasmine said not looking up from her sketch pad.

"So is wearing chokers," Dexter responded, continuing to bit his nails.

"So is being choked." The middle eastern girl mumbled, pushing her dark hair back.

"What was that?"

"Nothing." A few minutes of silence passed between the two.

"Whatchya drawing?" Dexter asked sitting up and running a hand through his blond hair.

"New design," Jasmine answered.

"Of?"

"Full-length ball gown."

"Color?"

"Baby pink."

"Oh, pink? Not your usual black and purple?"

"I wanted to try something different."

"Interesting."

"Bad interesting or good interesting?"

"Good interesting. Style?"

"Off the shoulder."

"You've got yourself a masterpiece Jazzy."

"I do try." She grinned.

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Hey so I hope this didn't totally suck, I hope you enjoy and I hope you enjoy the up coming gayness, commet thoughts, good, bad, fangirling, whateves, and please vote! Thank yall~