Tom: Boyfriends??? Today, 12:46 pm

My eyes widen. Fuck. I didn't see Tom at their table...

Tom: You better explain, Scarlett! Today, 12:47 pm

Tom: I'll tell mom!!! Today, 12:47 pm

Me: Chill Today, 12:48 pm

Tom: Nah uh Today, 12:49 pm

Tom: How many boyfriends do you have? Today, 12:49 pm

Tom: Does that Owen guy know??? Today, 12:50 pm

Me: Yes Today, 12:50 pm

Tom: Scarlett? Today, 12:51 pm

Tom: This is not okay! Today, 12:52 pm

Me: It is Today, 12:52 pm

My eyes widen again when Tom appears next to our table. Dylan smirks. "Hey, Tom. You look good today." Tom rolls his eyes. 

"Scarlett? The fuck?" he snaps. I cringe. "Look, I can explain. Well, I can't, but I can show you," I mumble. "You better!"

"Come with me after school, alright?" He nods and walks away again. Dylan chuckles, looking at Tom. "Problems?"

I sigh, frustrated. "He's so protective, I hate it. And stop checking him out," I snap. He quickly looks back at me. "Unfortunately he's straight," he sighs. I shiver. Only the thought of him and my brother... ew.

"So, what did you want to tell me this morning?" I ask. He winces. "I told you I was going on a date but... I didn't. It was just to upset Dallas. I'm not over him yet, I don't think I'll ever be over it," he sighs.

I give him a hug. "Of course you will, Dyl! He's just one guy," I shrug. He nods. The bell rings and we make our way to class again.

***

"See you," I wave at Dylan.

He runs away. I sigh, waiting for Ethan. I'm startled when I feel hands on my shoulders and let out a scream. "Chill, it's just your cool, smart, sexy brother," Tom chuckles. I roll my eyes. "Asher? Where is he?"

I look around and see Tom scowling. "Yeah, okay. Not funny," he grumbles. I giggle. "So where's your boyfriend? Or boyfriends, whatever."

"He'll be here in a minute. And try to not punch them, because they're stronger than you," I advise. He scoffs. "Sure." 

Ethan pulls up and gets out. I run to him and give him a hug. "Woah, what's with the bear hug?" he chuckles. I give him a kiss.

Tom coughs and we break apart. Ethan glares at him, but he just shrugs. "I'm Tom, Scarlett's brother. I'd like to meet you all," he politely says. Ethan turns to me. "Princess?"

I gulp. "I talked too much," I whisper. He grins. "Alright, Tom. Hop in." He takes my hand and sets me on his lap in the drivers' seat. Tom is seated in the back seat. "Er... that's not safe," he frowns.

Ethan and I both roll our eyes. "It's not like we're racing," I say. Ethan chuckles and drives away. The whole ride home, Tom keeps asking questions. So much, my ears start to burn.

"Tom! Could you shut up for a second?" I snap. He shrugs and asks another question. I roll my eyes. We park and I hop inside. Jordan is the first one I see and leans in for a kiss, but I run past him. His face falls.

"No time for kisses! My brother is here!" I shout. He tenses. "What? Why is your brother—" He's cut short by Tom, who walks in as if he owns the place. "Because my sister has multiple boyfriends and I don't think that's okay," he immediately answers.

Jordan glares at him. "Than a good thing it's not any of your business," he snaps. Tom grins at me. "So, let me count. That Owen guy, the driver, this weirdo... three boyfriends?"

I shake my head and grip Jordan's wrist before he can take a step into Tom's direction. "Jordan, don't kill him," I whisper. He sighs, but lets go of it.

"Let me get them," I tell Tom. He nods and check out Jordan. "So what are you doing to my..." I don't hear the rest anymore. I knock on Owen's bedroom door and see him and Elijah playing chess. "Darling! Hey!" he smiles.

"No time. My brother is here and he wants to meet you," I sigh. They look at each other and frown. "Did you tell him we're your boyfriends or does he think we're you friends?" Elijah asks. "Boyfriends," I nod.

They cringe. "Younger brother?" Owen carefully asks. I shake my head and they cringe again. "Is he here to beat us?"

I shrug. "You are with five, he's alone. You do the math," I say. "No get your asses to the living room while I search Aaron."

They stand up and I run to Aaron's bedroom. He's not in here. Huh?

Me: Where r u? Today, 4:23 pm

Aaron<3: ??? Today, 4:24 pm

Me: I need u Today, 4:24 pm

Aaron<3: Im in the garden sunbeam Today, 4:25 pm

Aaron<3: Whats wrong Today, 4:25 pm

Me: My brother wants to meet you Today, 4:26 pm

Aaron<3: Fuck no Today, 4:27 pm

Aaron<3: Im there in a sec Today, 4:27 pm

Okay. I run back to the living room, seeing that Tom disappeared. Huh? I frown, looking around. "Where's my brother?"

Jordan chuckles. "He just went to the bathroom, baby. Where's Aaron?" he asks. I shrug and look outside. "He said he'd be here in a second." 

And there he is. His hands are dirty, but his smile is clear. "Sunbeam! I really, really, really missed you," he smiles and gives me a kiss. And of course, just then Tom comes back.

His eyes widen. "Woah. I'm gone for two seconds and y'all double?" He seems to count my guys. "Five, Tom, five," I sigh. His eyes widen again. "Five? The fuck? How does that even work?"

"Also none of your business," Jordan smirks. I nudge him. "Be nice, Jordy." Jordan scowls at me. "Hush you. Tom, what exactly are you doing here?"

Tom grins and leans against the wall. "None of your business," he mocks. "Scarlett, why don't you introduce me to your boyfriends?" he asks.

I swallow and nod. "This is Jordan." He nods, slowly. "And that short guy?" he frowns. Aaron glares and takes a step into his direction. "I'm not fucking short! Ethan is just a giant," he groans. "That's Aaron," I smile and give Aaron a hug, calming him down.

"I like Asher better," he grumbles. "Too bad," I whisper. "Tom, that's Owen. That's Ethan, but you already met him. And this, this is Elijah," I smile. Tom frowns and glares at all my guys. They glare back.

I want to die.

"Okay. First of all, Ethan is a giant. Jordan is a bit intimidating. Aaron, my apologies. You're not short. Or not very, anyways. Elijah, I haven't heard you talking, so I don't know. And why is Owen doing that weird finger thing?"

I walk to Owen and see he's doing our hand sign. I give him a hug and he sighs. "Sorry," he whispers. "It's okay, sweetie. I'm here, yeah?" I smile. He nods.

"He's just tired," I say to Tom, who nods. "Yeah,  I'm going. Owen, I'll see you at the shop. And to the rest, please don't beat me up," he awkwardly smiles and runs outside. I frown. What's up with him?

Owen hugs me again. "I love you," he whispers. 

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Idk whats up with this chap but here it is

I keep spelling 'Greco' wrong😭 I keep writing Grezo 

Yeah idk how to feel about tom. Hes weird

Yeah thats all : )

x- N