FᎾᏒᎬᏉᎬᏒ ᎷᎨᏁᎬ

Chapter 2 ☑

Stefan's pov

Getting out of bed i stretched my stiff limbs while yawning.

"Come in" i said hearing a knock on my door.

"Morning Stef, mum sent me up
to call you for breakfast"my twin sister Paloma said.

"I'll be down in a couple of minutes" i replied not paying any attention to her.

"you know it can't kill you to reply with a simple greeting"she replied rolling her eyes.

"Oh, fvck off" i said entering my bathroom.

"i wish you trip in the bathroom and break your front tooth"she shouted slamming my door.

"BITCH!" i shouted from the bathroom chuckling when remembering my sis and I 's love-hate relationship.

After brushing my teeth and taking a shower, i walk into my closet filled with lots of outfits arranged from colors to shades, perks of being a rich kid.

Throwing on black jeans on white Versace top with black balenciaga sneakers, I put on my chain and rings.

Spraying my bodyspray and deodorant, I picked up my bagpack and walked out of my room.

Reaching downstairs, I see mum serving my little brother Enrique some bacon and eggs, but Pam and dad are no where  around.

"Morning mum, where's Pam?" I don't bother asking about dad because i know he's always working not having any time for his family. Ive promised myself never to be like him when i takeover the company.

"She's already left for school and you should too if you don't wanna be late, its your first day there after being transferred from Italy" she replied trying to get Enrique to finish his food.

"Okay mum, I'll see you later, love you" i shouted grabbing Enrique's orange juice   and gulping it down at a go.

"Love you too baby, have fun at your new school" She replied winking.

"Hey! Puck you , that's mine"he shouted glaring at me.

"Get over it kiddo" i replied ruffling his brown hair.

Walking to the garage, i found my slick black motorcycle waiting for me in all its glory.

Putting on my helmet, i drove outta the house enjoying feeling of the wind against my skin.

Imagining how the stupid new school would be.

I scoffed remembering why i was transferred from my school in Italy to Pam's school.

Dad believed i needed to learn a lesson after beating up and hospitalizing some scrawny kid and his friends who didn't know how to keep his big mouth locked.

It's not the first or second time I've done it so i don't care about whatever he thinks nor do i regret it. He has already threatened to give the companies to Pam if i continue with my attitude in this school so I'll show him I'm better than him and i would finish in this school without starting any fights.

But shit is about to hit the fan for any motherfvcker that is stupid enough to believe that I can't beat them up if they start the fight. I don't care, imma beat your ass up.

Getting to the school's parking lot, i park my motorcycle and walk to the receptionist office for my locker combination and timetable.

The bimbo hands me my timetable while trying to flirt. Rolling my eyes i walk out of the office to see my sister with a guy and a girl.

The guy and my sister looks as though they're bickering while the girl who catches my attention is bent looking at her fone with a sober expression.