Little Nerdy Nightmare

Chapter 5

During the end of the second week, the three Js ran into my room and closed the laptop which I was working on. The look on their faces was mischievous and I could tell they were up to something bad or had done something bad.

“Out with it, guys, I can’t have three photocopy stare directly at me. It causes confusion,” I said to them with the most boring look I could pull out.

“Put on your dancing shoes girl cause Luke Power is dead!” Jack announced loudly and happily.

“What?!” I exclaimed, covering my mouth up from the shock. I knew I didn’t like him, but I could never wish him death. “Don’t tell me you guys had something to do with it.”

My brothers were a lot of things, but they were not killers and I hoped for Snowfall’s sake they did nothing implicating.

I stared at them, studying each of their faces to know who did it, but each of them looked as guilty as the other.

“Oh my heavens, oh my heavens! You all are barely seventeen and you are going to jail?” I panicked. I was going to lose my brothers soon and tears were already about to spill any minute, but Josh spoke before I could say something else.

“We didn’t kill him. We wish we did, but we didn’t. He isn’t dead.” I could breathe down safely when Josh said that.

“What happened then?” I asked impatiently.

“Someone we do not know did the job, and God bless him for that. ‘Cause as we speak, the Power fashion house doesn’t belong to the Power’s anymore.” Jake answered the question all-too-happy.

“We happily were there to witness it after Jake told us about it and Jack honoured his two thousand three hundred dollars suit with a cup of coffee,” Josh said out in the middle of loud laughter.

My mouth was hanging open by the time they finish. The three Js were indeed devilish and cruel in their own way.

“How did you know it was that expensive?”

“The bastard couldn’t help yell the price out once it got stained.” Jack chuckled hardly.

“You should have seen his face. Not only did he lose his fashion house, but he also lost his coat.”

“Priceless.” They all said in unison.

We tried to figure out who bought over the Power fashion house for days, but whatever link Jake tried always came up blocked. And after the fourth day, we gave it up to good fate.

“Can I at least have two more minutes’ sleep?” I groan, wiping my eyes roughly as I glare at him.

I was up till 1 am this morning and working on the assignment for Paris since she was “too occupied” to even open up the file. I don’t know how it’s her company when she does nothing but sit, talk, and stare at her painted fingers all day.

I guess that’s what you get when you’re born into a rich family.

“Yes please, that’s if you want to spend your life as a waitress in a bar, keeping unnecessary attention away for the rest of your life. While I take a job at the p**n industry and Jake gets killed for his intelligence and Josh dies a poor old and sad man.” How dare he think that??

By this time, no trace of sleep is in my face anymore.

Just then Jake and Josh enter both in their boxer and just waking up too from my inspection. Their eyes red and dull. I fear they didn’t have enough sleep last night either.

“Hey,” Jake says, wiping the drool from his face.

“Hey,” I reply.

Their hair is messy and rough. Jack just ignores them and turns to me.

“Come on, princess, we’ve got a long day ahead of us.”

I fall back on the bed, only to have the sheet cover yank away from my body by Jack. I shiver and whimper from the cold.

“Don’t do that Jack, I could be naked underneath you know,” I say, informing him of the obvious as I sit up.

Jake and Josh cover their eyes and Jack rolled his eyes.

“She isn’t naked, you morons, she is a just warning against it.” He sighs and shakes his head. “Sometimes I wonder if we are actually brothers.”

“We aren’t just brothers, we are triplets.” Josh reminds him as they both uncover their eyes.

Yea, they are not just brother, the three Js are identical, blue eyes and just like the rest of Snowfalls, they all used glasses... well, except Jack, who thinks it’s a disease. He stopped wearing them a year ago and has been using a contact lens instead.

Apart from the family and a few closed friends, no one knows they are triplets and they plan on keeping it that way. They get away with almost anything ‘cause no one knows they are over one. They all go by the initial J to erase confusion.

The only difference that exists is that while Josh has blonde hair with a mixture of black, Jake has black and brown mixture and Jack has brown with a mixture of blonde. But they all dyed it completely black, a choice I still don’t know why they made.

Mom told me they only wanted two children when they got married and after me, they wanted to give it one more try. When the pregnancy came around, they found out they were three instead of one. At first, they wanted to give them up for adoption and keep only one, but when they came along, they just couldn’t.

“You keep reminding me like I don’t know my predicament, Josh.”

“You should be happy you’ve got us, Jack, ‘cause you might be athletic and all, but you’ve got nothing up here,” Jake says, pointing to his brain.

“I know and neither does Josh, but I don’t see you slapping it on his face regularly,” Jack says in defence, turning to glare at Jake.

“That’s because he isn’t a prick like you.” He fires back.

“Oh, please.” Jack scoffs and then turns to me. “Take a bath now, Taylor, and get yourself ready, we will too.”

His fatherly role is indeed annoying!

I’m dressed for thirty minutes and so, I’m wearing a white tank top in and wearing my black jacket, on a black jean. One beauty of my job is the only day I go cooperate is Monday, and that was two days ago. I don’t use any make-up, because it’s just not my thing, neither do I use high heels, I’m always a fan of boots, converse and flat shoes. You can say I’m ninety-five per cent a tomboy and I like it that way. I tied my hair into a loose ponytail and put on my nude lip gloss; I think I’m ready to go.

I come down, and the three Js are already on the dining table, already dressed and waiting for breakfast. I came over to the dining table and take my seat between Jake and Jack.

“You should wear something attractive, you know,” Jack says, and I so want to twist his mouth.

I don’t let him say another word before speaking. “Look, I’m happy with the way I’m dressed and don’t you dare try to ruin that.”

He exhales. “Paris Allen is a rich girl and some of her business associates are wealthy as well. Your appearance might intrigue them and...”

Jake voices in this time before I can. “We all said we would not push Taylor, didn’t we? She is doing a lot as it is.” He gives me a sympathetic look and continues. “If I can maintain my grades up for four years according to the school rule, I’ll get a scholarship to further my studies, and you are the best racer the whole state has, you can get your scholarship from that if you’ll keep the positive faith.”

“What about Josh? I don’t see him getting a scholarship in the next life.” He snorts.

“Back off, Jack-ass.” Josh spits at him with a glare.

Jack raises his hands in surrender.

“He is good with the Art, maybe he would do something big with that.” He answered reasonably. “We all know what you do for us, dropping out of college, taking up a full-time job to support us we see.”

I will not cry, I will not cry, but I can’t help but want to. I dropped out of college about almost a year ago when Mom got sick and couldn’t work to help the family anymore. By now I should have graduated. I just keep hoping one day I get to go back and get my degree in accounting.

“I’m sorry for being so pushy on you, I’m just tired of living the poor life and working out my ass off for whatever we want.” He mutters, finally giving up.

I wrap my arm around his shoulder and Jake’s. They wrap their arm around my shoulder and Josh’s.

“We won’t always be poor, we just have to keep the positive faith.”