Introduction

The Mclain Family

A retired reality tv host, aka most eligible bachelor, had fallen in love with a beautiful woman. They were so in love they adopted four children. However, one day the woman betrayed the man... He turned sour. Devastated he became cold, bitter, and a sadistic madman. He treated his eldest like a criminal, he simply gave money to his princess, ignored the basketcase, and showered his youngest with the most attention...

His children were sent to their first public school. In the middle of their senior year...

At the High School...

Courtney

"Hey Courtney," the freckled brunette looked up from her tray. A smile graced her caramel lips as the approaching goth girl held up a piece of paper. "Really? This is our prom theme! This!"

"What's wrong with a Fairy Tail theme?" She took a sip of her tea. "Oh don't give that look Miss Dark and Gloomy. Besides, I think you could totally pull off a hot evil Queen!"

The goth rolled her eyes. "Ugh, fine... Uptight Princess..." she whispered under her breath.

"Um you know I can hear you, right Miss I-dont-fit-into-society."

"Yes I do know Miss I-was-a-CIT..."

"I was! Am! Stop it!" The two girls glared each other down till the goth girl snorted first, then they both broke into giggles. You see they have been best friends since elementary school. All up until their high school years. "Oh, by the way, I need a favor... from you." Gwen raised a brow. "You see we have a couple of new students coming in today..."

"Oh no! Have one of your preppy student council nerds do it. I don't do people, remember! I hate people."

"Come on Gwen. I want to but the rest of them are getting ready for um other... things," she ignored her friend's suspicious look her way. "Anyways Zoey is helping, and I've already convinced Noah too."

"Really? You convinced Noah," Gwen took the apple from Courtney's tray. "Sarcastic Mr Unless-I-feel-like-it Noah?"

"Well I had to bribe him, but," she grabbed the apple back before her friend's blue lips touched the fruit. "That'll just leave me and my best friend that never ever let me down. Ever. Not even in middle school when we went to that one guy's party. You know the one where your skirt got caught, and my top got loose and-"

"Okay, okay! I get it. Ugh, fine. Geez, and why so many new people? And during mid-way through the school year? That's pretty messed up."

"Well, it says here," She picked up her hand device, "That there are three seniors and one junior. Zoey is taking care of her fellow junior, and we'll take care of the others. Oh and I guess they're all siblings."

"Whoa, triplets?"

"Who cares just help whoever you have," she took a bite of her apple. "Then you can get back to doing whatever it is you aren't doing to help advance society."

"Complaint all you want at the end of every day," she leaned towards her. "I get to enjoy myself and do whatever I want." She snatched the brunette's apple taking a bigger bite then leaving it on her tray.

"Ew Gwen! You owe me an apple!"

Gwen flipped her best friend the birde. "Bite me."

As her friend left Courtney stared at the names of the new students. "Hmm... McLain? Why does that sound so familiar..."

"Hey beautiful," two strong arms wrapped around her waist. "What's that intelligent mind of yours thinking?"

"Hmmm?" She had to snap back to reality as she tilted her head back to stare into the emerald eyes of her lover. "Hey Ale-Hunkdro. I'm just checking in new students later on today."

"Anyone I should be worried about Princesa," he took a seat next to her and she laid her head against his shoulder. "No, but does the name Mclain ring a bell?"

"Nope doesn't ring a bell, but the only name I have on my mind right now..." his lips whispered in her ear, "is yours," he took her lips in his. She moaned. Not loud enough to be heard throughout the cafeteria, but enough to catch a certain someone's attention. The loud sound of metal to metal disrupted it the teens.

"Sorry I didn't get the memo of PDA being a thing at school. Especially ours, Miss I-dont-want-a-school-full-of-horny-teens-running-about," Courtney blushed and Alejandro raised a brow. "Yeah. Nice leadership, President Horn Dog."

"Oh Noah don't be jealous. I'm sure one day someone as... rare as yourself will be able to experience these things with your lover. Whichever gender you choose." Alejandro ignored the other person's stank eye and stood up. "I'll text you later then." He kissed her one more time before taking off.

"Noah, when are you going to warm up to him? You're one of my close friends. He's my boyfriend. Come on! He's good to me! And..." she got a dreamy look in her eye, "He's so-so... "

"Disgustingly Charming yeah I know," Noah took out some papers. "That's why I don't like him. End of discussion, okay. Now let's get back to work. I want to know which rich kid I'm going to be taking care of."

Courtney sighed. "You're right- Wait rich kids? How do you know?"

"Wow. Okay I know you've been busy with prom and your Prince Charming recently, but wow. The Mclains. The most fucked up kids to ever be adopted by a millionaire. And that's saying something."

"No no, I don't want to know about some messed up rich kids," Noah shrugged. "Whatever. Here."

"Are these their class schedules?"

"No. It's their adoption papers."

"Okay Mr Know-it-all," Courtney took the junior's scheduled paper away. "You decide who goes with who. Since you know them better than me."

"Oh honey I hope none of us get to know them. When I say they're fucked up I mean it, but I'll make sure you get one of the least bad ones," Courtney rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, just give me the schedule already. No need for total drama."

"Sure. Don't regret it later then. Here. This one is yours."

"Hmm, Woodshop? Metalshop? How is it the only advanced class is PE?" Courtney raised a brow. "How is this academic loser one of the good ones?"

"Trust me. He's one of the least problematic. Mines a bit better. Gwen is getting fucked but the junior. Well it's a good thing you don't like your cousin."

"Why?" Courtney didn't like her cousin. She was at times jealous at how everything came easy to her while it took Courtney longer to achieve something. It was more jealousy than hate by her standard. "Is the junior the most fucked up one."

"Let's just say with that one you get way more than what you bargained for."

Courtney decided better not to ask. Then their bell rang. Her next period was close to Gwen's so she dropped off the schedule and went to the principal's office to greet the new teens. She heard the door open and out stepped four of the most bizarre group of siblings.

First off, they looked nothing alike. Not that all siblings do but these were completely different. From her spot next to the principal, she was able to see the different features of each teen. The only thing that resembled was they all had dark hair and fine features. They were all somewhat good looking. They all look like they're in shape too.

The president wanted to introduce herself first before she began to analyze them. She went to the end. The last to enter looked like the youngest one (she could only assume it was the junior). He had brown eyes and spiky dark brown hair sticking up. "Hi, I'm Courtney, the student council president, welcome I'm sorry I won't be showing you around, but our vice president Zoey will be helping you out." When he smiled he had a gap in his teeth. "That's okay. I'm Mike Mclain." Cute in a weird adorkable sort of way. She thought as her eyes drifted to the next person.

"Welcome, and you must be..." She blanked for a second because she honestly wasn't sure. "Sorry I don't really know any of your names. I didn't want to read your files. It felt... invasive." She didn't notice the surprised look on all the sibling's faces. "No sweat, it's Trent. Trent Mclain. Courtney, right?" She nodded. "Cool thanks by the way." She notices he had a nice voice, melodic, in a way. He wore a green shirt that brought out the green in his eyes, with a rocker band styled black hair. Looks like Noah isn't the only one that takes care of his hair. She moved on to the next teen.

It was the only girl. She was tall. Model tall. Actually she wouldn't be surprised because she had long, dark, silky hair, and was thin. Thin, but had a nicely shaped body and had dark stormy eyes that gave her demeanor a: DontTalkToMe look. Overall she was really pretty but looked like she had a nasty attitude... Noted. "Hi, I'm-"

"Yeah, I know. I heard you the first two times. I'm new, not deaf," she flipped her hair. "I'm Heather. Now can you hurry this along now?"

There was dead silence for a hot minute. "Alrighty then," She moved to the last one. It was her person to show around school. She looked up, only to see amused baby blues staring at her with a mischievous glint in them. "Hey Darling, I'm Ducan," she glanced at his unibrow, then his goatee, and then noted his piercings in various places. That along with his painted green mohawk that literally read: Bad Boy. "So you just gonna stand there gawking at me or you gonna take me out to dinner first?" Courtney took a step back to keep her cool. Wait till we get outside, she thought harshly as she tried to ignore his lingering smirk.

"Welcome to Wawanakwa High everyone! I'm unable to chaperone all of you, but don't worry a few of your fellow classmates have volunteered to help out. Mike, like I said, Zoey will be helping you walk around. Trent, Noah will be helping you around campus, and Heather," the spoken girl raised a brow. "Gwen will be helping you. So Ducan..."

"Yeah Darling?" He gave her a flirtatious wink. She inwardly groaned. "Please refer to me as Courtney. I'll be chaperoning you around."

"Whoa slow down. I said dinner first," he swung his arm around her. "But hey who am I to stop you?" He groped her ass. She nearly jumped but kept her cool. Wait till we're out of the room, she thought plastering a fake smile in front of the others. "If the rest of you need further questions to be sure to come to find me after school," With his arm still around her she stalked out of the room. "So you want to make out or-"

Once they were out of the room she grabbed hold of his arm and threw him against the lockers. "What the- ophf!" He made a strangled noise as he fell holding his jewels. "R-right in the... kiwis!"

"Listen here Duncan Mclain," she towered over his defeated form. Her olive eyes burning holes through his skull. "If you ever put your hands on me without my permission, I'll make sure you don't have any more arms. Is that understood, Darling."

"D-do you know who I am?" He said while struggling to get up.

"Do you know who I am?" She placed a foot on his chest pushing him to the floor. "I'm your school president. And right now you're going to get up, act like nothing happened, and we'll continue with the rest of our tour. Alright. Then we will part ways and never see each other again. Okay."

"Okay, sheesh dude." He got up still glaring daggers at her while rubbing his arm. "Didn't know girls here had mad gorilla strength."

"Well, I didn't think assholes were still able to talk after getting beat up by a girl."

"You're just lucky we're in school, otherwise..."

"What? Going to hire someone bigger to take me out, tough guy?"

"Let's just get this dumb tour over with."

"Fine."

"Fine." She ended up finishing the tour quicker than she originally planned but didn't mind. Anything to get me away from this dickless ass. "There. Any questions?"

"... No."

"Alright, then this is where we part ways. I'd say it was a pleasure but it wasn't."

"Damn, harsh."

"Yup. So unless you need anything, please hesitate to call. It should be our final class right now, but otherwise, I think you can handle the rest yourself. Here's your schedule. Goodbye Mr. Mclain."

"Hey," his arm grasped her harshly. "It's Ducan. Just Ducan." Courtney didn't know why but the way his eyes were darken sent a shiver up her spine.

"Okay then. Goodbye Ducan. I wish you the best," for some reason she held back on roughly grabbing him. Instead, she carefully touched his shoulder. "Please let go Ducan."

He blinked then let go. Watching her leave he said. "See ya, Class Pres."

Gwen

Shit! Gwen ran through the halls and barely made it to the office. "So sorry I'm late!"

"Gwen!" A pretty redhead approached her with a bright smile on her cherry lips. "Hey, you volunteered too huh?"

"Well more like pressured by your cousin."

"That does sound like her," she let out a giggle. "I can't wait to start! What about you?" Gwen stared at her. "Right. I guess you're not one for socializing."

"Yeah, no kidding."

They both entered. Standing there were two tall people. One girl. One boy. The girl looked like someone the goth didn't want to deal with right now. With my luck, she's probably mine. She glanced at the boy. He wore the goofiest smile right now. It looked like he was smiling at a specific someone... "Hi Mike! I'm Zoey nice to meet you!"

"H-hai! I mean uh Mike! Yeah um... I'm Mike yeah, heh. Mike Mclain. Yeah. I like your flower..." Ah, another love-struck idiot, Gwen thought staring at her best friend's younger cousin capture the heart of yet another boy.

"Thanks. The primrose is my favorite flower!" Her giggle caused him to smile even wider, she noticed. "Well, we should probably get going. Right, Gwen."

"Yeah, right." Gwen finally turned her full attention toward the girl. "Um... it's Heather, right? Sorry I'm late my name's Gwen I'll be-"

"Yeah yeah. I already know. Sheesh. It's like a broken record here," she flipped her hair back and started walking towards the door. "Are you just going to stand there, or are we going to hurry up and get this over with Gweneth."

"It's-" Heather was already out the door. Gwen got an irritated look. "Ugh. Gwen. It's Gwen." She stomped off after her. The whole tour was quick and quiet. Except for the beeping noise of Heather's phone constantly going off. "Look I know this is a shitty tour but do you mind?"

"No, you can keep talking."

"Look I don't care who you are! But shut off your phone! You're acting like a real jerk right now!" Heather glared at her but she put her phone away. "Fine Weird Goth Girl. Whatever you say."

"Lets just get this over with." At the end of the tour, Gwen asked for questions. "Yeah, I do actually. Why didn't we just get one chaperone? Huh? And save the trouble of going through all this same bullshit. Hm?"

"That is a good question. I'll be sure to ask Courtney-"

"Also when you see her tell her to stay away from my brothers!"

"Oh-kay..."

"I'm serious. We don't need someone like her hanging around my family. Understood," she kept glaring at the goth. Her stormy gray eyes looked her up and down. "You too. Stay away."

"Don't worry after spending time with you I doubt your brothers would be any better."

"Good. Now goodbye Scary Goth Girl. I hope I never have to see your poorly moisturized skin again."

"Ditto to you Sasquatch," if looks could kill Heather's would've dropped Gwen dead if it wasn't Gwen. "What? You can throw trash but not take it. Wow, talk about being a poor sport."

"Watch yourself Freak. You really don't know who you're messing with."

"She's right you know," Gwen jumped back as the nicely dressed native boy with a book in his hand appeared at her side. "You really don't know who you're messing with."

"Oh did you finish with your psycho?"

"Actually I got the best one. Somewhat. You got the third Mclain. The snake."

"The snake?"

"Let me put it this way. She's like Alejandro minus the social skills... but she does have connections."

"Great. Total drama no thanks," she gave Noah a questioning look. "Who'd you get by the way?"

"Oh just a hot guitarist that likes to write songs from the heart," Gwen rolled her eyes. "What he's a dreamboat. If he wanted to make a song about me so he could get in my pants I wouldn't mind. Actually all the rich kids are better looking than us regulars. The McLains are no expectations."

"Wow Noah can you be any more snarky?"

"Why? That wasn't snarky enough for you."

She rolled her eyes. "I hope you get laid before the end of the year."

"Preach sister."

Zoey

"Wow we have a lot in common," Mike said with a toothy grin. "Be careful I just might marry you."

"I mean, I don't think that'd be the worst idea," they had finished the tour awhile ago. Now they were just enjoying each other's company at this point. This and their constant flirting. "Just give me a heads up so I can pick out my dress." They both snickered like two kids with a secret. "Oh by the way, if you don't mind, why'd you guys move so close to the end of the year?"

Mike raised an eyebrow. "Um... you don't know?"

"Am I suppose to?" Mike gave her a funny look. "What? I mean it's your life. How would I know, you know... or something." She was starting to get a strange feeling in her stomach. He placed a hand on her shoulder and it sent a jolt of electricity through her. He leaned in close to her.

"Thank you," his arms wrapped around her smaller frame. "No really. Thank you."

Her face lit up. "Um... No p-problem. Um... Mike are you okay?" The mood shifted from a playful tone to... this. "Mike umm the bells about to ring," he squeezed her some more. "Please just give me a second." She felt something wet hit her bare shoulder. "Okay. Come on. Lets scoot out of the light-"

"No. I... I like it here. In the light. With you."

Alejandro

"Here you go. I hope you have everything you need..."

"Yes, thank you beautiful-" The source raised her hand. "Save it Romeo. I already have someone, so your words don't sway me. Now my payment... "

"Yes here you go-" he held out four pictures in exchange for the papers. "Thanks again," he sent her a wink on his way out of the classroom. His eyes searched the paper. They widen at the found name... Is it? No it couldn't be... right? Walking while reading he didn't notice someone run into him.

"Ugh! Don't you have eyes?" He blinked and found himself lost in the girl's dark smoldering gray eyes. "Hello? Are you a mute?" She rolled her eyes and stood up. He followed. "Great you dropped my phone too!" Before she could get it, he snatched it. "Hey! Get your hands off my property!" She tried to reach for it but his hand instinctively held it out of her reach. "Who the hell do you think you are?"

That voice... could it be? He lowered the phone to her. She quickly, without even touching him, took it. Her height on par with his she glared into his eyes. "Back off or you'll wish you had!"

He smirked. Seems she doesn't remember, let's try to refresh her memory. He leaned in with his charming facade. "My wish doesn't involve backing off."

"Ugh! Just leave me alone!"

"You're beautiful when you play hard to get." She growled like a madwoman. "I'm going." Walking away he couldn't help the laughter the erupted. Ah this is going to be a fun year indeed!

**Currently on a Total Drama marathon. I have more instore too! Hopefully its only four chapters long! Leave a review if you liked!**