Oh yes you probably know where this is going. He was sarcastic, he broke the rules, he didn't give a fuck about your opinion. He lived the way he wanted to, he was Marsh's best friend. He was the trouble maker, the class clown, the player, the heart breaker. But most of all, he was
The Bad Boy.

Despite him being quite rude and just a bad influence, he was quite smart. He did do his classwork and projects, resulting in him being in advanced classes. Because of this, he managed to skip a year making him a sophomore in this particular highschool.

His red eyes covered by brown contact lenses glared harshly at the ones abusing the small sibling. Aaron walked towards them, but then went completely passed the three and straight to the one on the ground. His dark caramel skin toned hand was offered to Cecelia. When she hesitated, Aaron shrugged and and just lifted her over his shoulder, completely ignoring her small squeals on the way. His brown combat boots stepped back passed the three which were in a daze because a member of one of the most badass group isn't even intimidated by them.

"I suggest you learn your manners,
Jayden."

"How are you one to talk? And.. how do you know my name?"

Aaron stuffed his hands into the red and black plaid vest he wore that was over the white short sleeved jacket which was zipped down and showed a blue buttoned up dress shirt. He turned, his spiky hair that went towards the left covering his other eye as he stared straight at him.
"I'm a part of this schools assassin department. One of the only two. So if I were you, I would learn not to touch what's mine."

And then he walked away, Cecelias face flushing a bit red. "Did he just call me his?" These thoughts run through her head as she was settled on a piggy back ride manner on him. Cece didn't really mind, she could tell he was walking her home. The awkward aura was the only thing making her uncomfortable.

"Hey."
Though he was the first that spoke up.
"Don't you know when to say thank you?"
The good girls eyes widened a bit, realizing how rude she was being.
"Sorry..." She mumbled lightly. "Thank you, though." A small smile was planted on Aarons face as they continued to walk, eventually turning a corner to go towards her house as they passed two story and one story houses. "You mustn't let things get to you, Cece. You shouldn't let yourself be pushed over and be taken advantage of." She was once again shocked, staring at the back of his head. "Why are you telling me this?" His hands were then out from under her, making her fall onto the ground with an 'oof' on the grey wet rained street. He turned, glaring down at her.
"Because we're here to protect the jewl everyone loves. If someone gets you, steals you, we're on the case to murder them. Your sister protects you not only because you're the golden one of the Pheonix family. Not because you hold these strange abilities." His eyes looked towards Cecelias house.
"Not because you're the pride and treasure of the governments most dangerous weapon and that's why people want to take you so badly," His gaze averted back to her. "But because she actually loves you, cares, and you're the most beautiful and precious person she would die to protect. So you can't let shit like this get to you, defend yourself for once. Maybe she won't worry all the time." He helped her up, their hands latching together perfectly as he helped her up. "Please, Cecelia."

"Don't make the same mistake the other one did."