Surviving the Sway Boys by Twilight Sparkle (ebook reader .txt) 📕

"Did anyone else do or say something rude to Faith?", I ask. I want to give Bradley a chance to tell me what he did before I call him out. No one answers me. 

"Bradley, are you positive that you didn't do anything to Faith?", one last chance. In my peripheral vision, I see Braxton tense up. He probably thinks I'm going to tell Bradley that he told me what Bradley said to Faith.

"Why do you assume I did something?", he asks me. 

"Because you have a tendency to snap on people.", I replied.

"Well I didn't do anything to the crybaby.", he says. Instead of ratting out Braxton, I take a different approach.

"Oh, so Faith lied to me?", I ask. I see Braxton visibly relax, but Bradley's expression doesn't change. 

"Yea.", he replies. 

"I don't think she lied to me."

"Don't tell me you're going to believe the crybaby girl's words. Whatever happened to bros before hoes?", he says. 

"That still applies, but some of you are treating Faith very rudely after just having met her.", I reply.

"So you are taking the crybaby's side. I should've known.", Asher says.

"If you know that not all of us were rude to Faith, then why are we all down here for this meeting?", Sam asks me.

"Because I want you all to know this...Faith is our guest now. I don't know for how long, but during the duration of her stay I want all of you to be as polite as possible to her. I don't want to have to hear her cry anymore. Do I make myself clear?", I state.

"Yes dad.", all the boys say. I smile, finally feeling as if something was going right today. I look at my phone and it is 7:20. I pick up Faith in five minutes.

"Dinner is in 10 and yes Faith is eating dinner with us." As soon as I say that all the boys jump off the couch and run into the dining room I shake my head at their eagerness and walk up the stairs to pick up Faith. Wow, it sounds like I'm going to take her on a date. I wish. 

*Faith's POV*

When I walk into the room, the first thing I see is pink. EVERYWHERE! I mean literally, you cannot look anywhere in this room without seeing pink. This is stereotypical. NOT EVERY GIRL LIKES PINK! In fact, I despise the color pink. Pink is a mistake that happened when red cheated on yellow and blue and got together with white for a one night stand. It's literally the worst thing ever created. Aside from the disgusting color, there is a huge, king size bed in the middle of the room. It has pink blankets and pillows on it. Along one pink wall is two pink doors. One pink door is along another pink wall, and in the back of the room, there is a pink balcony. Seriously? How do you make balcony rails pink? Along the wall with one door, there is a pink vanity with a matching pink, fluffy chair. On the wall opposite that wall, there is a flat screen TV. There's a TV stand underneath the flat screen TV and on the stand, there is a Xbox One, a Xbox 360, and a Playstation 4. In the transparent cabinets on either side of the stand, there are games to all three game systems. These parents must be loaded. What am I talking about? This is the SWAY FAMILY. Of COURSE, they're loaded. 

I walk to the door that is next to the vanity and open it. Inside is a luxurious bathroom. There's a pink toilet, a pink sink with pink cabinets, a huge pink tub, a standing pink shower, a pink hot tub, and another pink door. I look at the mirror and see pink light bulbs outlining the perimeter of the mirror. I walk to the other door and open it. Inside this door, pink towels are folded neatly and are stacked on three separate shelves. I'M SICK OF ALL THIS DAMN PINK! LIKE WHAT THE FUCK? I close the door to the mini closet and walk out the bathroom closing that door as well.

I walk to one of the doors on the opposite wall and open it. This door opens to a set of stairs. I'll explore that later. I close this door and open the door on the other end of this wall, already having an idea as to what is behind this door. Inside this door is a walk in closet. The closet is mainly filled with pink clothes and I make a mental note to burn every single piece of clothing in this room before the end of the month. There's one spot left empty and I suppose that spot is for the clothes that I bought. I walk out of my closet and grab the suitcases that the butler must have brought up to my room. After sorting all my clothes into their designated area, I put the suitcases away and sit on my pink bed. I look at the pink carpet and hum lyrics to "My Immortal" by Evanescence. Eventually, I start singing the words.

"And if you have to leave,

I wish that you would just leave.

Cause your presence still lingers here,

and it won't leave me alone.

These wounds won't seem to heal.

This pain is just too real.

There's just too much that time

cannot erase.

When you cried I wiped away all of your tears. 

When you screamed I'd fight away all of your fears.

And I held your hand through all of these years.

But you still, have

All of me."

"You have a beautiful singing voice." My head snaps up at the sound of another voice. My eyes widen as I see Will leaning casually against the doorframe. My whole face heats up, and I'm pretty sure I'm red as a tomato.

"Thanks.", I whisper.

"It's 7:25. You coming down for dinner?", Will asks me. I shake my head.

"I'm not exactly hungry anymore. Besides, I don't want to face Asher, Bradley, Jackass and Martin."

"You do realize that his name is Jackson, right?"

"You do realize that as of this afternoon, his name is Jackass, right?"

"Why do you call him Jackass?"

"Because I fucking want to. Got a problem with that?", I ask, my voice raising with every word. 

"No, but I have a problem with you yelling at me when I haven't done anything."

"Exactly, you haven't done ANYTHING!", I yell getting angrier by the second. Who is he to ignore what I told him earlier and just come back acting like we're all buddy buddy?

"Explain.", he says simply.

"When I told you about how the boys were treating me you were silent and then you asked to show me the location of my room. You didn't even acknowledge that I had said anything about any of your friends. I thought you were my friend, but that was really low when you just STOOD there and IGNORED what I had said. You completely overlooked it!" Will was quiet. He was breathing heavily, and I thought, just for a second, that I had gone a little overboard.

Just for a second though.

Will closes his eyes and works to breathe normally. When he finally opens his eyes his breathing is normal again. 

"I didn't ignore or overlook what you said. In fact, I was pissed the fuck off that the boys would actually do and say such things to you after just meeting you. I was so pissed, and I didn't want to take my anger out on you. I knew if you and I talked about it, I would flip shit and start yelling. At you, at whoever was closest. So I didn't address what you said simply because I didn't want you to see me angry. I'm sorry you felt as though I ignored and overlooked what you said. That wasn't the case at all. Forgive me?" By the end of his explanation, I feel like a huge bitch. I simply jumped to my own conclusions without having all the facts. I nod to answer his question, of course, I would forgive him.

"I am so sorry Will." His eyebrows furrow together, his face taking on a look of confusion.

"For what?", he asks me.

"For jumping to my own conclusion. It wasn't right nor fair of me to do that. Friends?" This is where the friendly smile I first saw plastered on Will's face came back.

"Friends.", he said. 

"Now will my friend like to come eat dinner with me and the gang?"

"Only if my friend helps get me through the dinner with the obnoxious boys.", I reply with a grin.

"Always.", Will says. And the way he said that it sounded like he was making a much bigger promise than just always helping me deal with his obnoxious friends. Just the thought of that had me absolutely terrified.

Will leads me down multiple halls, and we eventually arrive at the same place everyone introduced themselves to me. We turn right and a butler opens two large double doors for us to pass through. Let me tell you this...their dining room is amazeballs! Yes, that is a word. Don't judge me for using it. Anyway, the entire dining room is brown, gold, and white. The walls are a light brown color, and the floor is white marble. In the middle of the room is a gold table. It's not a bright gold, it's a subtle gold, a little bit darker than normal gold. The chairs around the table are gold as well. Paintings are hung all over the walls of the dining room. Get this...every single painting is painted in white. The background of the painting is black, and the picture painted on the canvas is painted in white paint.  

"So, you can either sit next to me or you can sit next to Asher."

"You.", Asher and I say at the same time. Asher glares at me and I glare right back. Will steps in front of me blocking Asher from my vision. He says something to Asher and Asher stops glaring but anger is still present in his eyes. Will takes my hand and leads me to two seats that are side by side.

"We kind of have assigned seats. I mean everyone sits in the same seat for every meal so, yeah. If you choose to sit in this seat  then you have to sit here