Settling in at Gould: Saint, Lia, Jandro, Open

[Saint Juarez]

The alarm went off half an hour earlier than normal and Saint cursed loudly as he slapped at it and sent it flying across the room. Jandro mumbled in his sleep which made Saint stop cursing and instead slip out of bed to turn the alarm off completely. Jandro never slept well, so he didn't want to wake him earlier than he had to.

Saint went to shower and get dressed as quickly as possible. There was only one bathroom in their small house and even though their mom was out of town on a modeling assignment, it was still hard to get enough time in there with just the three of them. He dressed in his favorite jeans with torn out knees and a tight black tee and a large square black and white plaid scarf draped around his shoulders. Eyeliner finished it off, letting his hair go unspiked today so he could make breakfast for the twins.

As annoying as they could be, Saint adored Jandro and Lia. They were absolutely angelic looking which insured they were spoiled brats. It was his curse that his younger siblings were prettier than he was. He sighed as he headed to their small kitchen and began cooking. He could hear them beginning to rise and squabbling over who got to shower first. He rolled his eyes as he flipped the omelet. He plated a third of it on three plates along with toast and put two of them in the oven to keep warm. He ate his without them. If things went as usual then they would make omelet sandwiches and eat them in the car as he drove them to school.

After he ate, he got his things together including his boots along with the knives that were almost always with him. "Come on guys, let's get moving!" he yelled, wondering why he bothered plating their food. He turned the breakfast into sandwiches and wrapped them in foil, setting them on the counter in their usual spot. "I am leaving in exactly one minute.... If you feel like taking the bus, then take your time," he urged them on. He walked outside and climbed into the prius that he normally drove because his mother was afraid to drive.

Lia was dressed in a bright rainbow striped sundress with matching platform flipflops. She had pulled her white blonde hair up in a French braid and was sunny as usual. She grabbed her sandwich and poked Jandro who was frowning as much as she was smiling. "Cheer up! That guy at the mall was stupid for preferring that big chested bimbo over you," she said knowing her twin was still pouting because the hottie he had chosen had turned out to be very straight.

Jandro sighed and grabbed his sandwich, "But he was soo cute and I just know we were meant to be together," he said managing to make whining sound good. He was dressed in low cut jeans and a light aqua tee that barely managed to stay within dress code it was so tiny.

Lia pulled her brother out the door just as Saint was ready to pull out. In a few moments they were heading toward Gould where they were attending again and a new week. Again they were crowded together with people they didn't know very well and they had to find their temporary lockers. The twins were thrilled to find they didn't have to share and Santos figured it was some sort of cosmic Karma from an evil former life that he wasn't assigned to one at all. He shoved his stuff in with Jandro for the moment, glad he wouldn't have to cart everything around all day.

[D.J. Mac]

DJ waded through the halls of Gould yet once again. The curse had struck again. Maybe it was time to transfer, after all he wouldn't be public enemy number one now that football was over.

He was still dressed in his black leather which he noticed turned a few heads, he smiled smugly, he still had it. He looked at the paper with his locker number on in, he was trying to decide what would be safe there and what should be in the backpack besides his books.

There were bumps and all things expected when you cram a ton of hormone enraged teenagers into a teeny tiny space like a school. He made it through the thicket of kids and stepped out of the way of a girl chatting on a phone saying something about trouble brewing somewhere. He hadn't a clue what she was talking about.

He finally found his locker, he was sharing with someone named Coco. Who the hell named their kid Coco? Someone who was few fries short of a happy meal!

He swung his backpack off his shoulders, hitting the person next to him.

"Ohhh sorry about that, I usually can't see anyone under six foot." He smiled trying to keep things fun.

[Lia Juarez]

Jandro reeled back and smacked against the locker. He was very light and hadn’t been braced or anything. He shook his head to clear his vision and smiled, not inclined to hold a grudge for something that hadn’t been intended especially after he saw it was DJ who went to Silver as well. “It’s all right,” he said and began to pull books from his pack that he wouldn’t need for a few hours.

Lia however was not so inclined to let the incident pass by. “Maybe you should get off your high horse sometime and look around you, not everyone is a high and mighty football player. “You could have really hurt my brother, but then that doesn’t really matter does it since he doesn’t throw around a ball and jump on other people in the name of a sport! I ought to cast a hex on you. I think I will learn how to do one just for you!” She was almost vibrating she was so upset.

Saint coughed and put his hand on his little sister’s shoulder. “You will not cast a hex on anyone, Lia. You know Mama only puts up with that crap because you promised not to try to hurt anyone with it,” he said sternly to the little blonde. He smiled at DJ. “Sorry, they are twins so she is very protective. She doesn’t really know how to curse people,” he said to the larger male, hoping he wouldn’t take offense.

[D.J. Mac]

DJ felt better when Jandro didn't mind the accidental bump. He was a good sport about it, as was DJ who was always used to bumping into people or hitting his head in doorways that were too small for any normal human. He spun the dial on the locker when he heard the shrill vocals of Lia.

He arched an eyebrow at her. "Umm excuse me, I did apologize for what happened, it wasn't like I meant to run him over." After the threat of a hex was thrown at him, the other eyebrow went up. "I don't think you will, after all it would come back to you three times worse. I've done my homework!" To call Lia out was a big risk.

DJ smiled. "Twins have to stick together, one keeping the other out of trouble." Seemed that the current batch of students at Silver had a high number of twins. He couldn't think of how many he knew personally but there were a few. He got the locker open and was assaulted with an obnoxious odor.

"Awww dude!!" He gagged slightly. He slammed the locker door closed, leaving his leathers on and taking his books with him. "You sure she can't cast a hex?" He tried to grin with the smell irritating him.

[Jandro Juarez]

Jandro chuckled. “Lia thinks she has to protect me from the big bad wolves. Are you a big bad wolf?” he asked with a laugh. He had to have been learning something though because he didn’t continue on to more outrageous flirting. He supposed multitudes of beatings by those of the athletic persuasion must have finally penetrated to teach him that flirting with straight jocks wasn’t always wise.

Lia calmed down after Saint spoke to her. Even though he was less than a year older the twins always looked to him for guidance. “I wouldn’t have killed you or anything, maybe jock itch… I could have handled something like that for three times as many days as you would have,” she said, her eyes twinkling with amusement now that she had calmed down.

The smell filled the space between them and Saint began to gag. “Oh gods, I think that is a dead fish,” he said with a shudder. “You aren’t having bad relations with the Mafia, are you? I think they signal a hit with a dead fish.” He clasped his hand over his nose and mouth and backed up.

[D.J. Mac]

"With a nickname like teddy bear how bad could I be?" DJ replied showing his pearly whites. "Now get on the football field that's a whole other story but then I know who the enemy is then." That smile turned to a sly grin when the blond spoke up.

"Ohhh you think so? By the second time around you'd be screaming and pulling your hair out wanting the itch to go away," he paused, his eyes shifted around. "Or so I've heard." He wouldn't admit to having had jock itch early in his football life.

A dead fish, DJ had a suspicion as to who could have done it but there wasn't proof. "If I had done anything it'd be news to me!" There'd be more than words exchanged with Jay later. "Maybe its this Coco chic I'm sharing with, maybe she wears 'Ode du Tuna' or something as obnoxious." There was not a chance in hell he was going to leave his clothes in the locker with the odor hanging around like an unwelcomed guest. "Looks like I have to go around like 'The Terminator' today." He made it sound worse that it was after all, there might be some girl who'd go crazy for him in the outfit the way Trixie did.