“That is just so not fair,” I grumbled as I got my stuff from my locker. “You’re so dramatic, little brother,” Darius rolled his eyes from his locker to my left.

“No, I agree with Forrest. So not fair. You got to have a full conversation with her, eat lunch together. Fuck she fed you. It’s bullshit. You are swapping lunch periods with one of us tomorrow,” Elijah chimed in from my right.

“Whatever,” he rolled his eyes. “Just keep in mind she will know the difference,” he added, shutting his locker.

“We know that. That’s why we like Riko. Granted, it is fun to fool people. But it would be nice to be acknowledged as individuals,” I pointed out. My brothers both raised an eyebrow at me.

“What? I can have a coherent and deep thought. I’m not always joking,” I grumbled, rolling my eyes. “We know, baby brother. It’s just not often you do,” Darius taunted, patting my shoulder. “Let’s head home. We can discuss this more later,” Elijah sighed.

The beginning and end of the school day were the only time the three of us were together. I couldn’t help wondering where Riko’s locker was. Would we run into her in the parking lot? Or did she ride the bus?

It was strange that she was the focus of my thoughts, and I barely knew her. Thinking about her did help me ignore how people looked at the three of us as we walked side by side. You’d think they’d be over it by now. But no, we are still some abnormality or whatever.

Granted, today, much of the looks were confusion and anger. Jane and her pals were, of course, giving us the death glare. Lance and his friends didn’t look thrilled either.

Not that I care. Darius did the same thing any of us would have. Lance and others like him needed to be taught a lesson about not touching people. Stupid fuck. Sexual harassment is no joke.

the main doors, I raised an eyebrow at a crowd that had gathered. Nodding to my brothers, we

fact they are taller to play an unnecessary game

do we get involved? This isn't like Lance. We can’t just hit a girl. Mom would

bad none of our cousins go here. I bet you money if Reese was here, she’d knock them all out,” I chuckled, thinking of our cousin Reese who lives in Brooklyn with our mother’s twin brother, his second wife,

have to tie both hands behind her back to make it a fair

necessary,” I said, watching Riko. “What do you mean?” he asked. I nodded to Riko just as she kicked Jane in the gut and took her bag, swinging the bag to knock one of Jane’s pals away. “Leave me the fuck alone, you plastic bitches,” Riko glared at the other

her friend up. “What is going on here?” Miss Pethel asked. “She kicked me in

my bag from me and started shoving me.

we ought to discuss with the principal,” Pethel said. Riko’s deep brown eyes

called out, pushing forward. The crowd quickly parted as my brothers followed me. Okay, so taking the lead like this was not my usual. But I wasn’t going just to let Riko get in

Mr. Frosts,” Pethel blinked, realizing all three of us were standing there. “We and everyone here witnessed what happened. Jane and

attacked, they have a right to

the school charter only pertains to incidents that

game of playing the victim were over. "She deserves

to know when someone's bullshitting you. You've always been a very insightful woman,” I started giving my most charming Frost smile. Hey, if it can get dad out of trouble with mom or sway a jury, then it should work on

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