Colin snickered to himself. The school's Internet security was a joke, and so easy to break into. A few clicks here, and a few clicks there, and Colin had managed to produce an A for the semester, which should keep his parents off his back for a while.
In another part of the house he could hear the faint sounds of a piano, and gushing voices. He scowled, his perfect brother had decided to take up playing piano, and surprise, surprise, he was a natural.
"Oh Brae, you're so wonderful, I think you're even better than Mozart." Colin mocked his mother's voice. "It's enough to make us sick." Colin stuck his tongue out, and pretended to gag.
"Colin!" Colin heard the irritation in his Dad's voice and sighed happily. He wondered when his Dad would figure out that he had added a little extra something to his shampoo.
By Colin's reckoning, that would be parents zero, and Colin two. He grinned, satisfied with his work. He heard his Dad yell out his name again, but Colin waited just a few more minutes before standing up and heading towards him.
He could overhear his mother talking to his father, "Now Ryder, it's just a phase Colin is going through, so remember we are simply going to ignore him when he acts out like this, and eventually he'll get the message to stop." She said it in her Doctor voice too, all authoritative and everything. Colin snorted. For a so called smart woman, his mother sure was dumb sometimes. He shrugged, he was already used to them ignoring him, so that discipline was...lame.
He smirked again when he saw his father's pink hair. "Nice color Dad, it suits you."
Ryder growled, but Cherie laid a hand on his shoulder, stopping his father from doing anything. Just like clockwork. Parents were so predictable.
Colin had managed to make himself scarce on moving day, there had been no way he was going to do anything that remotely resembled work. Instead he had fabricated a story that he had a tutoring lesson in Astrophysics at the library that he just couldn't miss. His mother had smiled at him, and waved him on, proud that he was taking such advanced classes and doing so well in them. Colin laughed gleefully. Computers were a marvelous thing!
He hadn't seen why he had to pack everything up anyway, it wasn't his decision to move, it was the household adults' decision to move onto an island, off the coast of Dragon Valley, where the only way to go anywhere would be by boat. Or jet ski. Colin had already started petitioning his mother for one, she was the weakest link, and usually gave him whatever he wanted.
Colin sighed irritably, now if he could only convince her that he didn't need to do homework. That homework actually oppressed his very being, he almost had her convinced too, but his Dad had shown up and ruined everything. He stared down at his homework, and frowned, then frowned at his brother who was busily writing away. Colin picked his notebook up; he resisted the urge to smack his brother with it, but barely. He needed the answers from him first, then he would smack him.
"That would be cheating." Brae informed him, like Colin was some idiot.
"Duh! Don't you ever disgust yourself, being so perfect all the time?" Colin sneered.
Brae sighed. "I'm just being me Colin."
Colin rolled his eyes. "You are so full of sh.."
"Mom said no cursing Colin, you know better."
"Mom said no cursing Colin." Colin mocked his brother, and then he proceeded to say as many foul words as he could think of, and he had an extensive vocabulary full of them.
Brae looked up, in shock, which gave Colin the opportunity to scan his brother's answers, perfect. He loved it when a plan came together, and if he could ruffle his brother's feathers too, all the better.
"Why do you have to be such a jerk?" Brae asked.
"Why do you have to be such a prick?" Colin countered. "Everyone else may fall for your perfect act, but I know better."
Brae frowned at Colin. "Whatever Colin." He stood up and left the table, taking his completed homework with him. Colin finished writing in the last few answers. At least Brae was good for something.
Alder had taken up water sports, with Spring's blessing. He kept getting under foot she would complain good naturedly. Alder was worried about his wife though, every day she looked a little more frail, a little more fragile. So he would trail after her all around the house, asking her every few minutes, "Are you okay Spring?"
She would then gently but firmly push him out the door, just like she had this very afternoon. "I'm fine," she had told him, "but you are seriously cutting into my painting time, go amuse yourself for a few hours."
So Alder had tried windsurfing for a little bit. He had enjoyed the breeze, the cold blue water, and the sun on his face.
After half an hour though, he had grown bored and he began to worry again. He wanted to go home, but he had promised her he would give her a couple of hours of peace. Twenty minutes later he had traded his board in for a pair of goggles and a mask, it was time to try his hand at snorkeling.
Though Alder usually enjoyed snorkeling, today he just wasn't in the mood. He wanted to be home with his wife. He caught a sparkle out of the corner of his eye. Was that a gem? Maybe he could bring her home a treasure? Heartened with that thought, he began to search the murky waters for signs of treasure.
Spring sighed happily as she stretched out her kinked muscles, and her bones creaked and cracked as she did so. She smiled, her body may be old, but her spirit was young. The past few months with Alder had been a dream come true, and she would kick herself for wasting so much time, except doing that would be a waste of time. She wasn't going to live in the past anymore. Only the present. And the present was good. Very good.
Suddenly she felt herself getting lighter. Was it already that time? "Alder." she whispered. She knew he had been so worried about her lately, but his coddling had driven her batty at times. He would be beside himself. She touched her lips with her fingertips, and blew a kiss towards the water, where she knew he was at. "I love you. Good bye my Love."
Spring didn't hear her daughter in law's cries, or even the shouts of her grandsons and son, her heart and thoughts laid beyond the window, in the Sea, she could just picture him in her mind...
"Live well." Spring whispered, "and I'll meet you on the other side."; and then with a sigh, she let death take her.
Colin watched his grandmother die, and he felt a little spark of something, but he ruthlessly crushed it. Let his mother weep, and his father shed a few tears, but as for him, he was going to stay dry eyed. Who cared if she died? He didn't. He closed his mind to the memories of her.
Who cared that his grandmother had been more of a mother to him than his own? He didn't. Not. one. little. bit. He felt a tear gather in the corner of his left eye, and he angrily dashed it away.
Alder knew the moment she was gone. A piece of him was suddenly gone. He stared out at the horizon, the waves gently lifted him up and down, but he barely payed any attention to them. Not all that long ago, he couldn't wait to go home, now he didn't want to go home at all.
Colin snuck outside, a pack of cigarettes that he had stolen earlier in the day was in his pocket. He patted it, and then pulled one out, and lit it. He inhaled it slowly, as he watched his mother through the window.
It wouldn't take very much for her to spot him, but he knew she wouldn't. Her nose was stuck inside her medical journals, she wouldn't see a pink polka dotted elephant even if it danced on her toes. Being a doctor was everything to her. He took another drag. He hated doctors. He hated his mother.
He knew that any one could walk outside and see him smoking, but he also knew that no one would. Even if they weren't locked into their own grief, no one ever looked for him, no one ever noticed if he was missing.
He heard voices from the upstairs bedroom window that had been left open. He heard his brother's voice, and Morri, his brother's fiance.
"Come on Brae." She wheedled. "Let me help you feel better."
"I'm really not in the mood Morri." Brae said stiffly. "My grandmother died today."
"I could help you forget." Colin smirked, he bet she could, but he knew his brother, knew he would push her away. The perfect didn't need comfort. He took another drag off his cigarette, and waited to hear what his brother's answer was.
"I'm just not interested tonight Morri." Brae said firmly. Colin nodded his head, he had called it, good ole Wonder Boy, perfectly predictable.
"Fine." Colin could hear the pique in her voice, she was pissed he could tell. He chuckled. Morri didn't like being ignored, he would have thought that Brae would have figured that out by now. But Wonder Boy could be dull witted when it came to the fairer sex. "If you change your mind, you can find me in the shower." She huffed, and Colin heard a door slam.
The perfect didn't need comforting, but what about the imperfect? Did he dare? He felt a tingling thrill run through his veins, and a huge surge of adrenaline that made him feel powerful. Invincible. Irresistible. He grinned. Oh yeah, he dared.
He walked into the house, his mother didn't even acknowledge his presence, his father and grandfather were no where to be found. He shrugged, then continued towards the bathroom, he could hear the shower running, and Morri humming. With his heart pounding, and the electric current surging through his limbs giving him strength for his muscles, he snuck into the room.
He stripped off his clothes, and then climbed into the shower and reached for her. She squeaked, "Brae! You changed your mind?" But then she turned around, and noticed it was not Brae. Her mouth fell open, but before she could yell or say a word, Colin kissed her. The kiss was like sparked lightning, and it sung through every nerve ending; after a brief hesitation, he felt her respond.
"We shouldn't be doing this." she panted after several minutes.
"No we shouldn't." he agreed with her, but neither one stopped, they continued to kiss and touch and groan.
"This doesn't mean anything."
"It's just fuc..." Her fingers touched his lips, silencing his words.
"More action, less talk."
The water was icy cold by the time Colin rinsed off, a wide grin on his face. He had just had sex with his brother's fiance, right under his nose, and it felt...awesome. Take that, he thought silently to his brother.
Morri silently stepped out of the shower, and started to dry off. "Shouldn't you get out of here now?" she hissed. He could almost believe she was remorseful, but he knew better. She just didn't want to lose her chance to marry Wonder Boy. He grabbed a towel, and started to dry off. "This can't happen again. I can't believe I did this, but I was so mad at, well it hardly matters does it?"
"I don't see why it can't happen again." Colin said matter of factly, as he tugged his pants back on.
"What are you talking about?"
Colin shrugged. "Brae doesn't care two figs about you, only about his career."
"And you care?" she asked, skeptical.
Colin laughed. "Hardly. When you're tired of being ignored, and you just want to get back at him, without the poor sod even knowing about it, give me a ring." He kissed her, hard on the mouth, and left the bathroom. As he was rounding the corner, he almost ran into his brother.
"Have you seen Morri?"
"I think she's in the shower." Brae looked suspiciously at Colin's wet hair, but Colin simply smiled, and continued on walking. Life was good.
Brae was inwardly jumping up and down, but he didn't show one sign of it on the outside. His future father in law had praised him on this ability, the ability to be serene and calm on the outside, while the inside was a totally different story. "You'll make one heck of a mayor, my boy." He had patted Brae on the shoulder as he had said it.
Brae was officially an adult now, and after a quick exchange of vows that would bind Morri to him as his wife, he would be moving out of his childhood home, and moving in with her and her parents. His career gleamed like a treasure trove of gold before him, he could see it, he just needed to take it.
He would be glad to get rid of his brother, who had always been a thorn in his side. He still didn't know what exactly had happened between Morri and his brother that one night, she had just shrugged and said it was an immature prank on Colin's part. While Brae could definitely believe that of his brother, Colin was famous for his stupid pranks and stunts, still, he didn't trust his brother. Nor did he trust Morri for that matter. He was going into politics though, he knew there was only one person he could trust. Himself. That was rule number one in the Politics game.
A few private words with Morri, and they were legally wed, til death do they part.
Brae had already said his goodbyes to his family, and packed his bags. His future awaited him, and his future was as far away from this house as he could get. "Let's go Morri." he said curtly. He helped her into the boat, and they sped away, Brae didn't even spare a glance at his old home. He lived for the future.
Colin at first had zero plans for attending Prom. It was pretentious and beyond boring, chaperoned by a bunch of old people who had no sense of humor. Then he had this stroke of genius, while everyone was busy dancing and being stupid, he could break into the teacher's office and make sure everyone got an A+ on tomorrow's test. Now that was a worthy cause, he smirked, they would never catch him either. His best friends, Rom and Jake, were going to play look out for him.
It actually took him longer to extricate himself from the main dance, the stupid cheerleader girls kept following him. He knew exactly why they were interested in him, and it wasn't because they wanted to know him better.
The announcement that he had made Prom King startled him, and made his efforts to escape a little harder.
Somehow his classmates all saw him as some sort of anti-hero, he shrugged, whatever. It was a trophy he could shove in his brother's face, that's all he cared about. A sort of ha! See, I was crowned Prom King too.
Killing some time, he got his Prom picture taken, with his trophy of course, all the better to show Brae.
Once he was able to get away, the rest was so easy, he was a bit disappointed. Didn't teachers lock their doors nowadays? What was with this town anyway?
The lock wasn't all that hard to pick, really, the teachers were way too trusting to put such a flimsy lock on such an important test.
With his mission accomplished, Colin returned to the dance. He still felt jittery, and on edge. He had hoped that with the test prank, that it would take some of the edginess off, but, it actually made it worse. It was entirely too easy. He scanned the crowd...
He really wanted to spike the punch, but he couldn't find a good opportunity. The stupid chaperones were watching it like a hawk. Then he noticed a tussle in the corner...
He set his jaw, the little a*shole would pay for that. No one made one of Colin's friend's look like an idiot...
Colin always won a fight, and this one was no exception. The a*shole took off running like a scared little girl, blood poring out of his nose, with two black eyes, and a swollen lip. Another two minutes, and he wouldn't have been able to run off, but with the approaching chaperone, Colin cut his losses, and let him go.
He endured the lecture about fighting, it wasn't the first one, and it wouldn't be the last one. Why the hell they thought he even cared was beyond him. He refused to be a parrot though, and just stood there and glared at the idiot, until the idiot left in a frightened babble. To find backup.
Colin knew he didn't have very long before they would throw him out or worse, and he had one last thing to take care of before leaving Prom. He headed for the guy that had the audacity to dance with the girl Colin considered his, she just didn't know it yet.
After the second fight, Colin was feeling much better about things. He grabbed his buddies, and they left the dance, just missing a couple of police officers. Colin flipped them off as he took off. He wondered idly how his mother would keep him out of trouble this time.
He had been grounded to the house the past few weeks for fighting at Prom, his Mother's solution to the problem that she somehow got the Police to agree to. Colin hadn't let that stop him though. He had snuck out of his bedroom window, every night, with no one being the wiser.
Colin grinned as he carefully crept up to the darkened house, being very careful with the brown paper sack he held in his hand.
He loved the surge of adrenaline that ran through him like a live electric wire; it made him feel alive and powerful, and in control. His grin widened as he set the bag down on the ground and pulled out his lighter, and lit the bag on fire. With a thumbs up to his buddies who were hiding behind some bushes, he rang the doorbell, and then found his own hiding spot where he could watch and wait.
He didn't have long to wait either.
The screams and frantic foot stamping delighted Colin, and he couldn't stop laughing. Especially at the pure look of horror over the woman's face once she realized what he had put in the sack, fresh dog sh*t, and now it was all over her and the front of her house.
He high fived his friends, and then they took off, the woman's shrieks and screams behind them were a melodious harmony to Colin's ears. Drunk on victory, they decided to blow off some steam at the local pool bar. Technically, Colin and his buddies were underage, but Colin knew the bartender.
They had an understanding. Brae had a big mouth, and bragged about all the Police raids he was a part of. Colin simply gave that same information to Mr. Hodgkins, who then had enough time to hide the gambling part of his establishment. Gambling wasn't legally allowed in Dragon Valley, which is what made it so profitable for Mr. Hodgkins. In return, Colin was allowed in, and allowed to do whatever he wanted.
Most times, he just played pool with his two buddies, and smoked a pack of cigarettes or two.
"Where the hell is Rom?" Colin asked Jake.
Jake shrugged. "He's hitting on the woman at the gambling tables."
Colin turned around so he could get a look at the woman in question, sure enough Rom was standing there talking to her. Colin turned back to Jake and laughed. "Rom hasn't a chance in hell scoring with that chick."
Jake grunted. "What makes you say that Romeo?"
"I know her." Colin lined up his shot, and took it, hitting the number 9 ball into the pocket.
"Dude, you're killing me. You said you'd play nice."
"I lied." Colin said as he hit another ball into the pocket.
Jake watched as Colin sunk another ball into the pocket. "How do you know that chick anyway?"
"That's my sister in law, Morri."
"No sh*t? Her?" Jake took another look at the woman in question, and laughed. "Looks like she's shutting Rom down." He chuckled again. "And that's the one you slept with?" Jake asked skeptically.
Colin nodded. "Yeah, in the shower."
"I can't believe you man, sleeping with your brother's wife."
"She was his fiance then, and there was no sleeping about it." He grinned, and then frowned as he missed his shot.
Jake crowed. "Woohoo buddy! I found your Achilles heel, it's s-e-x."
Jake eyed the pool table, trying to figure out what his first move would be. Colin glared at him. "Go f*ck yourself." he snarled.
Jake laughed. "I prefer a chick." Colin pulled out a cigarette and lit it, still glaring at Jake. Jake pointed, "Hey look, Rom's coming back, looks like he didn't score with your fine looking sister in law."
"Of course not." Colin snorted, as Rom came into the room. "Morri has standards." Rom punched Colin in the shoulder as he walked by, and Jake went into fits of laughter.
"Standards?" Jake gasped, trying to catch his breath from laughing so hard. "She f*cked her brother in law, I think she has sh*t for standards."
Colin grinned. "That just shows where Rom rates."
"F*ck you." Rom said to Colin. "I don't believe you f*cked her anyway."
"Oh yeah? I'll prove it to ya. There's a back bedroom here, Hodgkins gave me the key for it a long time ago; I'll show you that Morri can't resist me."
"Go ahead Romeo, you show us." Jake rolled his eyes.
"Watch and learn from the Master boys." Colin set his pool stick down, and strutted over to where Morri was sitting. He bent down and whispered something in her ear. She smiled, told the dealer she was out, grabbed her winnings, and then followed Colin into the back bedroom.
An hour later Colin emerged from the bedroom, and headed back over to where his buddies were waiting. He took in their slackjawed expression and chuckled. "What the hell did you say to her?" Rom wanted to know.
Colin smiled. "I told you Morri couldn't resist me." Colin relented. "We meet here at least once a week to f*ck, didn't it occur to you two losers to wonder why I had a key?"
Colin smirked. "Sorry guys, I know you're jealous, but I only f*ck chicks." Colin laughed as he dodged a cue ball that was thrown at him. The cue ball hit the wall, and made a hole in it, the sound made Hodgkins yell. Colin pulled out a cigarette, and lit it, a Cheshire cat smile on his lips.
Colin had the greatest life ever, he was the envy of his buddies. He could do outrageous things like steal a car and go joyriding, and when he got caught,the Police were full of big words...
...would be several weeks of after school detention, where he amused himself by staring at the clock and spitting little paper wads out of a straw at the teacher whenever he turned his back.
Life was perfect, until today. Colin scowled as he stubbed the cigarette out and then held the phone away from his ear. He could still hear the screaming b*itch though, she wasn't listening to him, and it was starting to piss him off. He put the phone back up to his ear, it was time to end this.
"Listen b*tch," he said in what he thought was a reasonable tone, "this isn't my problem. Slough the kid off on that d*ckweed of a husband of yours. It'll make Wonder Boy feel good, thinking he's got two kids instead of one, you know, show what a man he is."
The voice from the phone shrieked. "I haven't slept with my husband in weeks Colin, he's never home, you know that! There's no way he'll believe this baby is his."
"It's not my problem. Either f*ck your husband, so he'll think the kid is his, or abort this kid, it doesn't matter to me." He rolled his eyes when he heard her start to weep. "Stop with the hysterics Morri."
"You're an a*shole!" she yelled, as she continued to sob.
Colin studied his nails. "This conversation is boring me."
"No, I think I'll be busy this Tuesday. You'll have to find yourself another f*ck buddy, because I'm done with this sh*t." Colin hung up the phone, and pursed his lips. Stupid b*tch, getting knocked up like that.
He waved good bye to Hodgkins as he left, then he jumped on his motorcycle and went for a long ride. That last conversation was a real b*tch, and Colin didn't feel like hanging out. The ride was longer than he expected, and as the sun's morning rays started to shine, he locked up his motorcycle on the dock. Then he unlocked his jet ski that his mother had finally caved to and bought him, and went home.
Once home, he opened the door to find both his father and his grandfather standing there, looking very unpleased. What the hell was this sh*t?
Notes: So, Colin is not the nicest heir, nor the most likable, lol He's ticked off at the world, and behaving very poorly. He's super jealous of his brother, who appears to be perfect, and who got a lot of attention while at home, where Colin didn't get very much attention. Of course, Brae's marriage is anything but perfect, I couldn't believe how many notches Ms Morri had when Brae married her and I got to look at her skills/reputation. She is a naughty girl, but their marriage is not a love match. As long as there isn't a scandal, Brae is not very likely to say a word about her affairs. Unless he finds out Colin is one of them, lol
I absolutely love that pic of Ryder and Alder, it cracks me up, the identical expressions, I had to use it!
In case you didn't figure it out, one of Colin's rolls, is Fighter, so he's going to be getting into a lot of fights. He fits this roll so naturally, he even got into multiple fights at the Prom, and I can't influence those! All of that stuff (with the exception of the tests, I sort of added that to the mix) happened at ONE Prom. Good grief, I couldn't keep up with all the notices, over just him! Every girl found him hot, lol It's the bad boy thing--- He was happy to get into the fights, you can tell in that pic that his mood was really happy, lol, despite, or because of, all the fights.
I was trying to write it w/o any bad words, but really, it didn't sound like Colin, he says bad words. It's harder for me to write, because I really don't cuss in RL, hubby does though, he has quite a vocabulary, Mr. Truck Driver that he is. The only thing worse than truck drivers, are sailors, lol
I loved the house they lived in, but it was so big, it took too long to load, I wanted a less cluttered house, so I built yet another house. Someday I will find the perfect house, and the Kahekili's won't move again! I thought being on an island would be cool, but it is a bit of a routing nightmare. The school bus doesn't even try, Colin just gets teleported to school.
Spring went quietly, I was actually surprised! I would have had Alder be there if I had known she was dying, but he was out playing in the Ocean, skilling. It takes forever to get them out of there, so there was no way he was going to make it before she disappeared into the grave. His heart was broken again, poor guy. At least this time it was because she died. The whole house had the mourning moodlet, except Colin. Was it a glitch, or was it fate? lol Colin is definitely a force to be reckoned with!
One last note, Jake is the son of Johnnie Van Gould (son of Nira Kahekili and Tristan Van Gould; Johnnie is also Rhys' younger brother) and Diane McKinley (daughter of Luca and Emily McKinley). Rom (short for Romulus) is the son of Angel Nightblossom (daughter of Talfryn and Evie Nightblossom) and Breandan O'Shea (townie from Dragon Valley). I was looking for two friends the same age as Colin, I picked the first two I found, Jake and Rom. Funny enough, in game, Jake is Colin's Uncle, lol
Thanks for reading! =)