hey! so here goes my first chapter! hope you enjoy! sorry for any grammar mistakes! im awful at grammar! I dont always put "he said, she said, he whispered etc."after every phrase or sentence bc it can be repetitive. Anyways, trigger warning for this chapter include: Drugs & Minimal Violence
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Louis Pov
Red & blue lights flashed against the ran down houses cowering over the cracked streets. I was sprinting home from a busted drug deal with 4g's in my pocket and a broken conscious. I whipped my head to the side and searched for my infamous alleyway that is a gate climb away from my backyard. "Louis Tomlinson! Stop right there!" an officer's voice through a bull horn rung into my ears.
I ignored the inferno stabbing at my lungs and kept beating my vans down on the pavement towards home. I took a sharp turn clipping my bare shoulder on the brick. As soon as i grit my teeth in triumph i saw a cop already in a stance with a gun pointed at my heaving chest. I immediately stopped and raised my arms knowing it was over.
"Fuck" i muttered feeling myself being surrounded. "Lets go Tommo" a voice spat into my ear as my wrist were being cuffed together tightly. I swallowed the blood that crept on my tongue and huffed getting into the back ripped leather seats of the cop car. I closed my eyes feeling fatigued from my failed getaway. I was quickly emerged in a peaceful darkness.
My first and last time of serene sleep....
"wake up princess." I felt a elbow jab into the temple of my head making me wince and open my eyes slowly. I was engulfed in a soft tan couch and smelled Mr. Brown's lavender and vanilla candles. I'm home. Surrounded by police officers and my parents.
"The hell is going on?" i mumble feeling a sting in my left shoulder as it had been skinned raw and red. "Louis. We are done with putting up with your misbehavior. You're going to be a dom soon. you cant do this." my mother scowled while crossing her arms and leaning her head against my father's chest. "We talked to the officers here and arranged a court hearing for you to take the consequences of your actions son. On the east end." I furrowed my eyebrows at the crazy talk.
I always got in trouble with the police here and it was just bound to happen. I lived on the west end, and thats where all the nobodies lived. The crooks, the convicts, the druggies, the orphans, the prostitutes, the poor, the outcast. This is where dope boys sell bricks and needles, children offer more than they were educated about for food and much more. There's no wonder as to why a huge and heavily guarded gate separated the two.
It was the epitome of hell and the opposite of the east side. The east end had all the goodie two shoes, the rich, the educated, the beautiful and obedient subs, the important. "You think I'm really going to get any help on the east side?" i laughed. "You will and you're not coming back until then. pack all your clothes and we're leaving for the gates tomorrow morning. upstairs now." my mother yelled angered at my lack of seriousness.
"Fuck you all." i muttered and started to walk up the stairs feeling looks of disgust stab at my back.
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4:30AM
My father barged into my room and taped me to wake me up. i grumbled but reluctantly got up and showered and brushed my teeth at a leisurely pace. i ended up shoveling my wet hair into a quiff while pulling on my black shirt, black jeans and checkered vans. I huffed looking at my room for the last time and felt a pang in my heart as i grasped my suitcase handle. maybe this is good for me...
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"Louis Tomlinson you have a choice here. you can either take a prison sentence of 4 years or spend the rest of your high school career in a boarding school over here. You get straightened out in jail or in a disciplinary school." The judge said in a monotone voice.
i laid back in my chair between my mother and father. My mother held my thigh with glassy eyes and my father gave me reassuring but stern glances every now and then. "I'd like to dismiss this case sometime today Mr.Tomlinson." I breathed hard feeling out of place. I don't want to go to the east side, i don't belong there. But i sure as hell don't want to go to jail. With one last bite on my lip ring i make my decision.
"Boarding school sir." I hear my mother whimper and my father clenches his jaw. "I'm so proud of you baby. please change please" My mother croaked hugging me. "Do whats right. for your mother and i? you're on the east side. you have a chance." my father whispered in my ear and joined in on the hug. i nodded not wanting to show my vulnerability. I'm a trouble maker after all and i don't want to change.
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I enter the huge white brick school building with the stone letter engraved with "East Evelyn Boarding School For Male Subs & Doms". I went to an all Male Doms school so I'm not sure how I'd do with these perfect little subs walking around. I've had my share of "experience". I have to take the test that defines everyones life when im 18. The test that tells you who you're matched with.
I looked at my schedule...
A pd. Geometry
B pd. English
C pd. Spanish
D pd. Gym
here goes nothing. I walk into the building and immediately am hit with the smell of lemon and pencil shavings. White tile glistened against the bright white lights that littered the white walls. It was silent and plain. Boring even. I contrasted in my all black and tattoos. I looked up at the clock noticing i was 40 minutes late for my 90 minute class. I shrugged and made my way through the maze of white for my geometry class.
I slammed the door closed as i walked in. "Glad you could make it." a tall skeleton of a lady tutted while fixing her round red glasses on her beak like nose. "Shit you better be. I wasnt gonna show up." I snapped back quickly. "lets not have problems already. I got a special folder about you." she glared at me and pointed to my seat.
I looked around to see a mix of subs and doms. Some Doms in crisp polos & khakis and some in attire close to mine, relaxed. I saw subs in skinny jeans and tshirts and some in pajamas even. I scanned the room as i made my way to my seat. My eyes rested on a huge fan of chocolate brown curls. this little lad was different from what I've ever seen before.
He had a white shirt with a button down pink skirt that looked beautiful against his milky skin. Thigh high white socks squeezed around his thick girth and his mary jane cladded feet didn't quite touch the floor. As i sat down i quickly shuffled my eyes away as i noticed his green orbs come up to try and meet mine. I could see through the corner of my eyes that he had immediate rose tinted cheeks and plump fuchsia lips. He hastily turned back around.
I looked to my right to see a handsome Dom dressed in all black like myself. Chiseled cheek bones, captivating hazel eyes and luscious dark hair. "im zayn. whats yours" he said in a thick accent. "louis." i asserted feeling a automatic keen for this kid. "i dont like that old bitch so i think we'll get along well." he snickered while sticking a wet finger into a small blonde's ear. "Me too lad" i chuckled and did the same to the beautiful curly lad infront of me earning a gasp and a small sorry. I smirked. this is gonna fun.
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THANKS SO MUCH FOR READING TO HERE CUTIE :)
i skipped my homework to write this so i really hope this turns out well!!
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💗Love, Moi Moi