TWO

Cleo walks towards her house when suddenly an arm is slung round her shoulder.

"You dick! You scared me!" She says, shoving her ignorant brother off her.

"Hey!" He says and she rolls her eyes and keeps walking.

"Cleo c'mon!" He says and she looks round at her unidentical twin.

"Fuck off, Harold," She smirks and he glares at her.

Harry Lewis hated being called Harold, and he hated his sisters good nature. He was one of those 'bad boys' that hung around with Simon Minter, Joshua Bradley and Ethan Payne- whereas his sister, Cleo Lewis was a smart, quiet girl who promoted peace rather than war.

Harry Lewis hated his twin, and Cleo Lewis hated her twin- it was just the way they worked.

They head into their home where they are greeted by their parents, both of them giving their children smiles. 

"Afternoon," Says their mother, and Harry immediately starts talking about how much he hates sixth form and how he dislikes the subjects and the teachers. 

"Oh, and Cleo is such a little idiot, she nearly knocked me into the road on the way home," Harry says and Cleo rolls her eyes in her twins direction. 

"Shut up, I hardly even touched you!" She says and Harry frowns. 

Cleo turns on her heel and grabs her school bag, heading upstairs to her room. 

"Cleo Lewis!" Its her mother, "Come back down here immediately, I had a call from your headmaster earlier!" 

Cleo's eyes shut in frustration- she just wanted five minutes to herself, where she could relax and have a break from reality. 

She groans as she stands up, her feet dragging across the floor. Cleo travels downstairs, glaring at her brother as she passes by. 

"I hate you," She mutters and Harry laughs. 

Cleo reaches the kitchen to find her mother and father sitting at the breakfast bar. 

"Sit," Her father orders, so she takes a seat and sighs deeply. 

"What's up?" She asks, trying to pass off the event that occured at school today as a light offence. 

"The headmaster told us you witnessed, and actively took part in a fight between two boys?" Her mother starts. 

"Oh please, I tried to pull one of the kids off the other one," Cleo explains. 

"Wait- You were the person who pulled Simon off of Nathan?" Cleo hears and her head whips round to look at her brother. 

"Yeah, so what?" She asks and Harry laughs. 

"Simon doesn't like people getting involved with his business, its a wonder you're still walking," Harry says and Cleo looks back round at her parents. 

"So you were just helping someone?" Her mother asks and she nods. 

"Okay, thats okay, we're sorry we shouted," Her father nods and her mother gives her a soft smile. 

"Do I still have to go to the detentions I have for the rest of the week?" Cleo asks and her mother and father both nod.

"Yes, because the school have set those punishments, and you'll only end up in more trouble if you don't go to them at all," Her dad tells her and she nods, sighing deeply. 

"Okay, thats understandable, can I go now?" She asks and her parents both nod. 

Cleo gets up and heads out of the kitchen and back up to her room. 

She flops onto her double bed and she pulls out her phone. 

She had messages from both Sapphire and Claire inviting her to some kind of party on Friday which was 2 days away. 

Cleo texts them back, agreeing to go if she can get the chance and then she puts her phone on her bedside table and just stares at the ceiling of her room, her eyes glancing at the glow in the dark stars stuck to her ceiling. She slowly begins to drift into a sleep, her eyes flickering as she swiftly moves into the land of dreams. 

****

Simon Minter threw daggers at the boy who was sitting on the bench. 

"I fucking hate that kid," Simon says, his two best friends- Ethan and Josh were sat either side of him. 

"Me too," Josh says, holding a can of coke in his hand as he watched two girls walk past, his eyes scanning them up and down. 

Ethan was leaning back, his legs stretched out in front of him. He had his arms folded across his chest as he glared towards the boy on the bench.

"Fuck him up man," Ethan says and Josh laughs. 

"Simon would fucking murder him," Josh says, causing both of his friends to laugh. 

"Oi look, theres that fucking cunt JJ," Ethan says, pointing towards the boy making his way across the grass. 

"Is that his brother as well, whats he called? Deji innit?" Simon asks, running a hand through his hair. 

"Yeah thats him," Josh nods, watching the brothers walk across the grass. 

"Fuck 'em up Simon," Ethan says and Simon shrugs. 

"I'll leave them two for a bit, I'm more interested in this guy," Simon nods towards the boy sat on the bench, "Oi, where's Harry?" 

"Fuck knows, he's probably being held up by his sket of a sister," Ethan laughs and Josh laughs too. 

Simon just keeps looking towards the boy on the bench. 

"Lets fuck this kid up," Simon says, standing up. Ethan and Josh follow. 

Simon walks towards the boy, his hands balling into fists as he approaches.

"Oi, Vikram!" Simon calls and the small boy looks up from his book on biology. 

Vik gulps as the three boys head his way. 

"I didn't do anything, I promise!" Vik says as Simon stops in front of him. 

Vik was practically shaking. 

"That's not what I've heard, Vikram, I heard that you've been talking shit about Ethan's girl man," Simon says and Vik looks away, his eyes starting to water out of fear. 

"Please," He pleads and Simon rolls his eyes and grabs a tuft of Vik's hair, pulling his head up. 

"Look at me when I speak to you," Simon orders and suddenly something catches his eye, causing his grip to loosen on Vik's hair. 

"There you are you twat," Simon says, looking at the blonde boy. 

"Sorry man, had to deal with my sister and my parents," Harry says and Simon just nods. 

"Vik here has been chatting shit about Ethan's girl," Simon says, pointing at Vik, who's eyes were still welling with tears. 

"Fuckin' hell, looks like someone made a mistake, huh?" Harry asks, taunting Vik. 

"What do you say, Harry, should we fuck him up?" Simon asks and Harry laughs. 

"What are you doing?" The 4 boys turn round to see Olajide and his younger brother Deji standing behind them. 

"Fuck off you cunt, this is nothing to do with you," Josh says and JJ laughs. 

"I just made it to do with me," JJ says and Simon looks at Ethan and Josh, nodding. 

The two boys lunge towards JJ and Deji. Simon looks at Harry as he readies his fist to punch Vik. 

"Fuck man!" Harry says, pointing behind Simon towards some police men. 

"Fuck we gotta go!" Simon says, his hand letting go of Vik. He grabs Ethan and Josh and pushes them off JJ and Deji. 

Simon, Harry, Josh and Ethan take off running, two police men follow after them, and one stays behind to help JJ and Deji up onto their feet. 

The 4 boys running split up, Simon taking a pretty much blocked up alleyway. 

He pulls his hood over his head and jumps up, grabbing hold of the fence and pulling himself up. 

"Stop!" He hears, seeing the police man coming round the corner. 

"Catch me if you can," Simon smirks before hopping down off the fence. 

He bends his knees as he lands before taking off running again. 

He swiftly moves out of the alleyway onto the main road and he crosses over, dodging traffic. 

He looks over his shoulder and forwards, seeing Josh and Ethan joining back together a couple blocks ahead- Harry was no where to be seen. 

Just as Simon is about to cross the road a police car zooms down the road. Simon turns and enters the first shop he can, it happens to be a book shop. 

He checks over his shoulder and sees the police car pulling up outside. 

"Fuck," Simon mutters, still looking over his shoulder. 

Suddenly he bumps into someone, causing him to turn round and see the girl he nearly knocked over. 

"Cleo Lewis?" He asks and her eyes widen at the sound of the voice. 

She could only see his nose and lips, his eyes covered by the black hood he was wearing. 

"Simon?" She whispers and he nods. 

"You work here?" He asks, hand reaching up to look at the name badge on her shirt. 

"Yeah..." She mumbles, feeling her cheeks burning as his fingers trace over the badge. 

"I need somewhere to hide, fast," He says and Cleo just nods, leading him towards the staff room at the back of the store. 

She opens a store cupboard and Simon steps inside. 

"Come back when the police are gone," Simon tells her and Cleo just nods. 

She knew it was a mistake, she knew she was disobeying the law by holding a criminal in her workplaces closet- but for some reason, it felt...right? 

Cleo heads back out into the store and offers the two police officers a smile and she holds up a book she had picked up. 

"Had to get this for someone, can I help you officers?" She asks, still holding her smile. 

"We were just looking for someone, they don't seem to be here though," Says the female officer and she nods. 

"Well, let me know if I can do anything to help," Cleo says and the two officers nod before heading back of the store and down the street to check the next store. 

Cleo finally lets out a deep breath and she slams the book onto the table and heads back to the store closet. 

She opens the door and sees Simon flicking through one of the books, his hood was now down. 

"They're gone," She says and he jumps, dropping the book on the floor. 

"You made me jump," Simon chuckles, picking up the fallen book. 

"You can leave now," Cleo says, her cheeks burning like a wildfire. 

"Oh, great...But I think I might stay and read this," Simon says, sitting down on the chair that was in the corner of the room. 

"I can't allow that," She says and Simon looks up. 

"How many nights a week do you work here?" Simon asks, looking up into Cleo's green eyes. 

"Wednesdays, Thursdays and Saturday mornings," Cleo tells him and Simon nods. 

"Good, I'll come back tomorrow, and read it upstairs, in the store," Simon tells her and Cleo rolls her eyes. 

"Whatever you like," Cleo says and Simon steps out of the storage cupboard, passing Cleo the book. 

"See you later, Cleopatra," He says and she glares at him.

"My birth certificate just says Cleo, actually," She says and he nods. 

"I know, but I wanted to see how annoyed you'd get," He says, his hand lifting up towards her face. 

She flinches, attempting to move away, but she soon realises she has nowhere to go. 

"I'm not going to hurt you...Not anymore," He whispers and Cleo blinks at him, her lips parting, eyes watching him closely in case he does anything to her. 

"Till tomorrow, Cleo," He says, tucking a loose piece of hair behind her ear. 

"Till tomorrow, Simon," She whispers, but he's already gone. 

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Well then, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, its a bit longer than the usual chapter and I hope you guys liked it. 

I have big plans for this story.

Also, I'm sorry if the violence aspects make you uncomfortable, but thats the kind of story this is, and yes, we will be exploring why Simon is the way he is, and also why Josh, Ethan, Harry and Cal follow his footsteps so closely. 

We'll also be delving into the Simon/JJ rivalry and hopefully I'll be putting Tobi and Vik into the story a lot more as we go through. 

And of course, the story that comes from Simon and Cleo! 

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed! 

~KatnissBajanCanadian<3