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“Jaxon Jackson?” I snort.
“Yeah. I’m adopted.”
“Oh shit, Jax, I’m so sorry! I had no idea.” Wow, way to go big mouth, I feel like utter shit.
“Relax, I’m just messing with you.”
“So your parents really named you Jaxon Jackson?”
“Yep.”
“Wow. No wonder you guys are all friends. It’s hard to tell whose parents hated their child the most.”
“Ouch. Burn, Miss I’m-so-loved that my parents named me after an omen of death.”
I laugh and concede that they have a good point. “Then I guess we’re made for each other.” I stick my tongue out before turning to the only one in the room that hasn’t spoken yet.
“Ace? Is that your real name?”
He shakes his head. “My mother named me Aljaž.”
I say the name over in my head, he pronounced it like Ali-ash.“I love that. It’s so musical.” My comment makes him smile like I just made his day, his whole face lighting up. It melts my heart.
I ponder that for a moment before asking when their birthdays are.
“What’s your favourite date?” Rebel jumps in. “Because that’s when my birthday is.” I laugh at his ridiculousness.
“Jax and I turned 19 back in September,” Thorn tells me. “Ace is 20 over Christmas break, and Rebel’s the baby. He’ll be 19 in May.”
“I think I’m the baby if you’re all 19 already. My birthday was before I came here and I’m usually one of the oldest in the year, yet I’m only 18. How are you guys all 19?”
“I got held back a year in primary school,” Thorn confesses, looking embarrassed. “Jax and Rebel opted to stay back a year with me, so I wasn’t on my own.”
“Oh my goodness that is so sweet. I didn’t know you could do that.”
“You can’t. Not really. But when the first day of the new school year started in September, Rebel and Jax walked into my class and sat down, and they refused to move. Our parents and the teachers figured they’d get bored after a day or two and go back to their own class, but when we got to Christmas, and we were still together, everyone kind of gave up on us and let it be. I think that was around the time the teacher gave up and started printing them their own worksheets and stuff.”
Everyone laughs, and I find myself wishing I’d been around to see that. The three of them had been friends since nursery, so their bond was tighter than tight. I could only imagine the mischief they got into as kids. I knew that Ace joined a lot later, yet the relationship between them seemed as strong.
“Ace?”
“School is different in Slovenia.” Ah Okay. I get that sometimes when international students transfer in they’re kept behind a year to allow for the differences in how the education systems work.
“Awww, looks like Little Bird really is our Little Girl.” I kick Rebel and scowl.
“I told you not to call me that.”
“Whatever you want, Little Princess.” I huff. He’s so infuriating, but the more I protest, the more he’ll call me it. So I let it go. Besides, next to him, I am little. He’s so freaking huge he absolutely dwarfs me. It’s sexy as hell.
I’m just gearing myself up to ask my next round of deeply important getting to know you questions - like, maybe their favourite dessert - when the door to my room flies open and smacks loudly off the wall.
“What the fuck?” I scream, and the words echo back at me from a second female voice.
Tilly’s stood in my doorway, face inflamed with rage, fists clenched by her sides.
“I heard you were fucking all four of them you nasty little whore, but I didn’t believe it.”
Rebel growls and goes to get up, but I put a hand on his arm to stop him. I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart and plaster a fake smile on my face as I sit up on the bed and turn to Tilly.
