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|| Sonnie’s POV ||

A week. They’d already been here a fucking week and the hype about it still hasn’t gone down a notch! I don’t understand it, and I don’t think I ever will. Tom and Bill have little fucking fan girls (and some boys) running after them all damn day long. It’s sick, really. And to top it all off, I can feel Tom staring at my ass during our entire math class! Abbie and I are the only girls in the school not fawning over them; does he really have to stare at me? Caroline sits next to me, and she would gladly let him stare at her ass the whole hour and a half. I’ve asked our teacher to change my seat, but she says not liking someone is not a reason of changing her ‘classroom order’. Whatever the fuck that means.

At least he hasn’t tried talking to me again; I think if he did, I would have no other choice but to kick his ass. Or I could just let Matt kill him… that would work too. And knowing my brother the way I do, he’d actually do it- famous or not. I don’t think they even realize that my brothers, Abbie, and I are the only people in the whole school who hate them. I don’t think they even realize who the fuck we are. And I know that the fact that they don’t pisses me off even more.

“I don’t want to be married to Tom again! I’m always married to Tom!” Sonnie whined, stomping her foot stubbornly on the ground. Her brown curls falling over her reddened face like they did whenever she was getting ready to throw a hissy fit.

“But Sonnie, you’re the best Mommy we got.” Adeon said to her, pushing her towards the blonde twin that was closer to her. The quadruplets were seven, the twins were eight. And all of them were best friends.

“But I’m the baby! Make Bill be the mommy! He’s the second oldest, so he should be it!” Abbie laughed as her sister started screaming at all the boys. She was smart enough not to take sides in the fight just yet, especially since she knew he would come out the winner.

“I’m a boy, Sonnie. I can’t be a mommy.” Bill said with a laugh as he watched his twin wrap his arms around Sonnie’s middle, only causing the fussing child to push her elbow hard in the oldest boys’ stomach.

“You can be the mommy. We pretend that Tom and Sonnie are old. We can pretend you’re a girl.” Abbie said, walking over to her sister. Sonnie grinned wide at the other girl, linking their arms together. “Sonnie is always the mommy. It’s Bill’s turn.”

“I’m tired of Matt having to give me a cootie shot every time we go home. Boys have cooties and its gross and it hurts.” Sonnie said with a pout. Adeon and Matt couldn’t help but start laughing; Tom and Bill just looked confused.

“We don’t have cooties.” Tom said, frowning at the youngest girl. “It’s girls who have cooties anyways.”

“You can’t say we have cooties since I already said you have cooties you stupid head!” Sonnie yelled at him, a hand on her hip and shaking her head. “You are so stupid, Tom.”

“Sonnie? …. Sonnie… Sonnie Rae!” I looked over after the third time Abbie said my name, blinking a few times and clearing my thoughts before I smiled innocently at her. “God, you are impossible. Were you paying attention to a word I said?”

“Uhm… no.” I said honestly, putting my head in my hand and tilting it slightly to the side. “What were you talking about?”

“Fuck, you really are impossible! I was asking what you thought about Alex? The dark haired one in history, not the brunette in English. He asked me out for tonight and I said yes.” Abbie repeated herself and I nodded. Alex was hot, I would so fuck him. But sadly, he’s one of those ‘relationship’ types I hate so much. So I can’t fuck him, and I’ve never had a boyfriend and I’m not about to start now. Abbie and Matt can stick with the boyfriends, Adeon and I will stick with the fucking around with boys.

“No.” Matt said sternly, breaking threw my thoughts and gaining both mine and Abbie’s attention. “You are not dating, Abigail Marie.”

“You let Sonnie fuck with guys all the time. Why can’t I have a boyfriend? I’m sixteen fucking years old, Matthew!” Abbie snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Because she’s not dating them. Fuck who you want, but you can’t have a boyfriend right now. You and Sonnie both can’t have boyfriend. Not until you sixty four years old, and by then you’ll have dried out old pussys that no one will want anyways. Better yet, think about this way, you can have a boyfriend, as long as he runs by two double a batteries.”

“Mattie,” I sighed, shaking my head. “Masturbating just isn’t the same thing. A girl needs the real thing. You know this as well as I do. You just need the dick and the body pounding harder and harder into you until your back arches up and your toes curl and you scream out the guy’s-”

“Sonnie, please! Stop! Mental images!” Matt cried, putting his hands over his ears and closing his eyes tight.

“Please, do go on, Sonnie.” Adeon said, grinning at me, “But instead, make it a boy on bottom as well. Preferably me. Oh! And make the boy on top Casey’s older brother! The really pretty one with green eyes, not the gross one with blue eyes.” Adeon sighed, laying his head on his folded arms, eyes glassing over as he got lost in the thought of his own fantasy.

I laughed, turning back to Abbie and putting my hand over hers on the desk. “Seriously, Abbs. Go for it, Alex is hot as shit. And you’re totally his type.”

“I am, aren’t I?” Abbie said, laughing a little and taking my hand once the bell rang, “Come on, I wanna get out of here quickly so we can go shopping. I want to look hot tonight. And you just know that the fan girls are going to be blocking the halls as it is.” Right, like we need an excise to look hot or go shopping. Our lives basically revolve around the two things. With a few more added into my list. Mainly sex and drugs- but those two kinda go hand in hand.

We almost made it out of the school free from mobs of people. And we would have too, had Tom and Bill not been standing right at the fucking door! Abbie held onto my arm tighter, pulling me to the side to try and squeeze our way through the crowd of girls barricading the doorways.

We hardly got through the first two girls in our way before a hand wrapped around my shoulder and Abbie I both turned quickly, apparently someone had grabbed her too. “You two are in our math class, right?” Tom asked, giving us a half smile that made a few girls behind us squeal.

I would have snapped at him, had Abbie not thrown her hand over my mouth and answered for us instead. “Yeah, is there something we can help you with, Kaulitz?” She asked. Damnit, why did she have to be so polite? She should have told him no and to fuck off and die.

Bill seemed to notice something off about us; because his smile and voice didn’t hold the flirt that Tom was trying. “Tom and I just wanted to invite the two of you to a party we’re having at our house tonight. Kind of a Welcome Home thing for us.”

“Yeah, and the party is invite only… so, don’t bring anyone with you guys.” Tom said cockily as though we had already accepted with open arms and squeals like any other girl would have.

“Sorry, we can’t. We’re busy tonight.” Abbie said, letting her hand from my mouth and tugging on my arm. “Come on sis, we gotta go.”

“Wait!” Tom said, grabbing our shoulders again. “Can’t you cancel? We’d really like to see you guys there.” If I didn’t know Tom already, I would have thought that he was being sincere. But I do know him, and he was good at putting on an act.

“You really don’t get it, do you?” I hissed, spinning on my heal and glaring at him.
“Get what?”

I could feel anger rising through me again, my buzz from earlier was quickly diminishing and that wasn’t helping whatsoever. “We’re not interested in either of you. As a matter of fact, we hate you! Get it through your think ass skulls, will ya? We wouldn’t step foot in your damn house or party if you paid us too. Now just, leave us alone and get a fucking life. Both of you, it’s pathetic really.” I laughed, shaking my head at them, “You two really think your all that, when really. You’re nothing but two assholes who happened to hit it big. Big fucking whoop.”

Everyone was staring at my sister and I, I don’t think I’ve ever heard it so quiet after school before. Tom and Bill looked dumbstruck. “Okay, now that all of that is all cleared up, we’re gonna go.” Abbie said, pulling at my arm hard now. We didn’t have to push our way through the mob of girls this time- they parted for us like they were afraid of touching us and catching some disease.

“I’m sorry, Abbie…” I said once we were in the backseat of Matt’s car, waiting for our brothers to get here. “I didn’t mean to loose it at them again.”

“I don’t blame you, Sonnie. If you didn’t say it, I would have.” Abbie said with a sigh, letting her mess of dark hair fall against my shoulder. “Do you have a joint on you? I want a buzz…”

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|| Sonnie’s POV ||

A week. They’d already been here a fucking week and the hype about it still hasn’t gone down a notch! I don’t understand it, and I don’t think I ever will. Tom and Bill have little fucking fan girls (and some boys) running after them all damn day long. It’s sick, really. And to top it all off, I can feel Tom staring at my ass during our entire math class! Abbie and I are the only girls in the school not fawning over them; does he really have to stare at me? Caroline sits next to me, and she would gladly let him stare at her ass the whole hour and a half. I’ve asked our teacher to change my seat, but she says not liking someone is not a reason of changing her ‘classroom order’. Whatever the fuck that means.

At least he hasn’t tried talking to me again; I think if he did, I would have no other choice but to kick his ass. Or I could just let Matt kill him… that would work too. And knowing my brother the way I do, he’d actually do it- famous or not. I don’t think they even realize that my brothers, Abbie, and I are the only people in the whole school who hate them. I don’t think they even realize who the fuck we are. And I know that the fact that they don’t pisses me off even more.

“I don’t want to be married to Tom again! I’m always married to Tom!” Sonnie whined, stomping her foot stubbornly on the ground. Her brown curls falling over her reddened face like they did whenever she was getting ready to throw a hissy fit.

“But Sonnie, you’re the best Mommy we got.” Adeon said to her, pushing her towards the blonde twin that was closer to her. The quadruplets were seven, the twins were eight. And all of them were best friends.

“But I’m the baby! Make Bill be the mommy! He’s the second oldest, so he should be it!” Abbie laughed as her sister started screaming at all the boys. She was smart enough not to take sides in the fight just yet, especially since she knew he would come out the winner.

“I’m a boy, Sonnie. I can’t be a mommy.” Bill said with a laugh as he watched his twin wrap his arms around Sonnie’s middle, only causing the fussing child to push her elbow hard in the oldest boys’ stomach.

“You can be the mommy. We pretend that Tom and Sonnie are old. We can pretend you’re a girl.” Abbie said, walking over to her sister. Sonnie grinned wide at the other girl, linking their arms together. “Sonnie is always the mommy. It’s Bill’s turn.”

“I’m tired of Matt having to give me a cootie shot every time we go home. Boys have cooties and its gross and it hurts.” Sonnie said with a pout. Adeon and Matt couldn’t help but start laughing; Tom and Bill just looked confused.

“We don’t have cooties.” Tom said, frowning at the youngest girl. “It’s girls who have cooties anyways.”

“You can’t say we have cooties since I already said you have cooties you stupid head!” Sonnie yelled at him, a hand on her hip and shaking her head. “You are so stupid, Tom.”

“Sonnie? …. Sonnie… Sonnie Rae!” I looked over after the third time Abbie said my name, blinking a few times and clearing my thoughts before I smiled innocently at her. “God, you are impossible. Were you paying attention to a word I said?”

“Uhm… no.” I said honestly, putting my head in my hand and tilting it slightly to the side. “What were you talking about?”

“Fuck, you really are impossible! I was asking what you thought about Alex? The dark haired one in history, not the brunette in English. He asked me out for tonight and I said yes.” Abbie repeated herself and I nodded. Alex was hot, I would so fuck him. But sadly, he’s one of those ‘relationship’ types I hate so much. So I can’t fuck him, and I’ve never had a boyfriend and I’m not about to start now. Abbie and Matt can stick with the boyfriends, Adeon and I will stick with the fucking around with boys.

“No.” Matt said sternly, breaking threw my thoughts and gaining both mine and Abbie’s attention. “You are not dating, Abigail Marie.”

“You let Sonnie fuck with guys all the time. Why can’t I have a boyfriend? I’m sixteen fucking years old, Matthew!” Abbie snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Because she’s not dating them. Fuck who you want, but you can’t have a boyfriend right now. You and Sonnie both can’t have boyfriend. Not until you sixty four years old, and by then you’ll have dried out old pussys that no one will want anyways. Better yet, think about this way, you can have a boyfriend, as long as he runs by two double a batteries.”

“Mattie,” I sighed, shaking my head. “Masturbating just isn’t the same thing. A girl needs the real thing. You know this as well as I do. You just need the dick and the body pounding harder and harder into you until your back arches up and your toes curl and you scream out the guy’s-”

“Sonnie, please! Stop! Mental images!” Matt cried, putting his hands over his ears and closing his eyes tight.

“Please, do go on, Sonnie.” Adeon said, grinning at me, “But instead, make it a boy on bottom as well. Preferably me. Oh! And make the boy on top Casey’s older brother! The really pretty one with green eyes, not the gross one with blue eyes.” Adeon sighed, laying his head on his folded arms, eyes glassing over as he got lost in the thought of his own fantasy.

I laughed, turning back to Abbie and putting my hand over hers on the desk. “Seriously, Abbs. Go for it, Alex is hot as shit. And you’re totally his type.”

“I am, aren’t I?” Abbie said, laughing a little and taking my hand once the bell rang, “Come on, I wanna get out of here quickly so we can go shopping. I want to look hot tonight. And you just know that the fan girls are going to be blocking the halls as it is.” Right, like we need an excise to look hot or go shopping. Our lives basically revolve around the two things. With a few more added into my list. Mainly sex and drugs- but those two kinda go hand in hand.

We almost made it out of the school free from mobs of people. And we would have too, had Tom and Bill not been standing right at the fucking door! Abbie held onto my arm tighter, pulling me to the side to try and squeeze our way through the crowd of girls barricading the doorways.

We hardly got through the first two girls in our way before a hand wrapped around my shoulder and Abbie I both turned quickly, apparently someone had grabbed her too. “You two are in our math class, right?” Tom asked, giving us a half smile that made a few girls behind us squeal.

I would have snapped at him, had Abbie not thrown her hand over my mouth and answered for us instead. “Yeah, is there something we can help you with, Kaulitz?” She asked. Damnit, why did she have to be so polite? She should have told him no and to fuck off and die.

Bill seemed to notice something off about us; because his smile and voice didn’t hold the flirt that Tom was trying. “Tom and I just wanted to invite the two of you to a party we’re having at our house tonight. Kind of a Welcome Home thing for us.”

“Yeah, and the party is invite only… so, don’t bring anyone with you guys.” Tom said cockily as though we had already accepted with open arms and squeals like any other girl would have.

“Sorry, we can’t. We’re busy tonight.” Abbie said, letting her hand from my mouth and tugging on my arm. “Come on sis, we gotta go.”

“Wait!” Tom said, grabbing our shoulders again. “Can’t you cancel? We’d really like to see you guys there.” If I didn’t know Tom already, I would have thought that he was being sincere. But I do know him, and he was good at putting on an act.

“You really don’t get it, do you?” I hissed, spinning on my heal and glaring at him.
“Get what?”

I could feel anger rising through me again, my buzz from earlier was quickly diminishing and that wasn’t helping whatsoever. “We’re not interested in either of you. As a matter of fact, we hate you! Get it through your think ass skulls, will ya? We wouldn’t step foot in your damn house or party if you paid us too. Now just, leave us alone and get a fucking life. Both of you, it’s pathetic really.” I laughed, shaking my head at them, “You two really think your all that, when really. You’re nothing but two assholes who happened to hit it big. Big fucking whoop.”

Everyone was staring at my sister and I, I don’t think I’ve ever heard it so quiet after school before. Tom and Bill looked dumbstruck. “Okay, now that all of that is all cleared up, we’re gonna go.” Abbie said, pulling at my arm hard now. We didn’t have to push our way through the mob of girls this time- they parted for us like they were afraid of touching us and catching some disease.

“I’m sorry, Abbie…” I said once we were in the backseat of Matt’s car, waiting for our brothers to get here. “I didn’t mean to loose it at them again.”

“I don’t blame you, Sonnie. If you didn’t say it, I would have.” Abbie said with a sigh, letting her mess of dark hair fall against my shoulder. “Do you have a joint on you? I want a buzz…”