You're mine, right? (Tyler Atwood, Travis Atwood and Nia Frazier)

Chapter Eight

Travis's POV

BEEP. BEEP.

I slammed my hand down onto my alarm clock.

"Be quiet!" I yelled.

I got out of my bed and put on my glasses. First, I made my blue bed and made sure my white pillows were fluffed. Second, I walked to my closet and grabbed my clothes I had picked out last night.

I went into my bathroom and changed. I wore a gray button up tucked into black jeans. The sleeves were cut off at my elbow so I don't look to nerdy, a nickname I have been getting a lot. I put on black suspenders, blue bow tie and black vans.

I grabbed my hair gel and a comb. I quickly slicked back my hair and ate a granola bar. Then I brushed my teeth and grabbed my backpack.

I grabbed my car keys and drove to school.

I was greeted by some of my mathletes. I'm of course the head mathlete.

"Travis!" My chess friend, Jacob, said waving his hands at me.

"Hello, Jacob. Ready for our tournament this weekend?" I asked politely.

"I most certainly am." He smiled. "But that is not why I am here."

"Jacob, you know that in only special times may you use the word 'but' as a start for your sentence. Have I taught you nothing?"

"I'm truly sorry, it will not happen again."

"Anyways, on with your reason." I smiled.

"Well, are the rumors around school true?"

"What rumors?" I asked surprised.

"You know, the rumors about you, Nia, and Tyler."

"no, I do not know."

"You broke up with Nia and now she's dating your brother, Tyler. Are they true?"

A pain in my chest brought a lump to my throat.

"Nia and T-Tyler?" I choked out.

"Yeah. I guess some people seen them walking to school hand in hand."

"What?" I squeaked.

"Um, are you okay, Trav?"

"I-It's Travis and yeah, I-I'm fine." I lied. Of course I'm not fine how could I be fine?

"So, do you know if it's true or not?"

"No, I don't have a clue." I sniffled.

"Oh."

"If you're so curious, then why don't you just ask then yourself!?" I snapped.

"Well, I-I'm not the coolest of the bunch a-and Tyler might kill me if I try to talk to him."

Jacob was right, he's not the coolest. He has dark black hair, which sticks up in different places, rectangular glasses, which makes his green eyes standout, and black and white braces. Attached to his braces is a big metal wire which goes around his neck, making him look awkward when he speaks. He usually wears a Star Wars tee shirt with shorts, the bad thing is that it's still thirty degrees in Pittsburgh.

"Tyler's not like that. He doesn't beat up people for fun."

"How do you know?"

"Are you serious? First off, he told me himself. Second, I'm his twin brother."

"So, I should ask him?"

"Um, yeah."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

I turned to see where he was walking. I'm pretty sure Jacob for scared because he turned away. As he turned away I spotted two familiar people.

A beautiful brown haired brown eyed girl. Very petite and innocent. My very own, ex-girlfriend, Nia Frazier. There next to her, grasping her hand, a punked out guy, with ripped skinny jeans, a new lip ring and two tattoo's. My very own, jerk brother who stole my girlfriend, Tyler Attwood.

Great.

Sorry this chapter sucked guys, I was bored and had nothing else to do. Haha, hope you guys somewhat enjoyed. Think Travis still has some feelings for Nia? What do you think about my add-ons to Tyler: lip ring and tattoo's?

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💙Cailee