My Lucky Charm.

It's not that I hate moving, it's just how many times I moved already, I never had a stable house. My parent gave me away at birth, they simply didn't bother with me, simply left me at the doorstep of a church.From what I found out they weren't even religious people, they just didn't want a child. I grew up in foster homes, I have so many stories to tell about these houses that are just ridiculous.The name is Alex, Alexander Smith, or so I'm called, I'm a kid of the system, another burden on the American system. Today is the day that I was expecting to come, although it came a little too late, I'm moving homes again, the reason, my foster dad had beat me black and blue. Yeah, that's not fun at all, I'm okay now, the bruises have faded away, it's just in my nightmares and head that hurt, but I'm okay I'm always okay, even when I'm not.I sat outside waiting for Thereza my caseworker to come and get me yet again, she's not a mother Thereza but she's not bad. She'll even buy me Macdona

The rest the day passed quickly and quietly. Back at home I didn't have much more fight, except for that one, we're not talking about it or how my rib is hurting like hell.The night were still cold, even when i tried to wrap myself with the blanket few times, I was still cold. The other kids made fun of me for going to the rich people school, we might live in a better looking area but they all go to public schools.Mr. Peter gave us our personality test back, the feedback wasn't I'm going to marry Rihanna, it was throwing three people out of the class, they didn't have qualification for what the class offered. And seem like I do?The nine of us that were left had bracelets given to us, some were blue and others black. I had a light blue one, another boy had a green one while the rest were black. We were asked to wear them all the time, no explanation just have them on you, even outside of school.The bracelet, band, call it what you want had the school logo on it again, as if I neede

After Emilio drove me home, I went into a deep sleep, being sick makes me exhausted. The rest of the kids are still at school giving me a chance to just sleep. His hoodie was helping keep me warm, it smells like him which is even better. I have to take it off before the rest come home, no need to give them new ideas. It can go from me having a crush to me being the football captain bitch, I'm not either of them. Maybe I do have a little crush, but that's on the whole football team, not just the captain. I chuckle to my self, the fever is making me hallucinate, now I'm talking to my self great. Just close your eyes and sleep Alex, I scold myself yet again before going back to sleep. When I opened my eyes again, I saw the guys that share the room with me are nowhere, great school is over. I still had the hoodie on, taking it off now will make them notice it so I stay under the blanket for safety and warmth. I was excused and left alone for the rest of the day since I was sick that

Emilio POV. The name is Emilio Black, captain of the football team, staright A student, eighteen year old, your friendly next door daddy dom.Everyone in my family went to this school, we are The Finest, if you want a future you'll kill to be here.I've been here since kindergarten, I'm a legacy after all. As I grew up I loved playing football, my father played it through his school and college years, almost went professional until he hurt his shoulder badly and was put on the bench. Thank god he's smart, going after the saying the one who can't do it, teach. My father own a whole gym made just for athletes, not just football players but otgers too.The most famous players around here go to my father gym to practice and be coached by him, as I said smart.Now the other thing about my family is we're all doms, it varies what type of dom we are but we still are. My father and mother both went to this school he was a black band like me and she was a green one, pet play, kitten to be exa

Alex POV.Today's the day I've been through a hundred time, moving day, except this one is different, I'm not moving into another foster house. This time there's no Theresa, no MacDonald and no nap on the long way. I was excited, scared, happy, I was an emotional mess for this moving. I didn't really have anything I want to take with me, I didn't own much to call my own. Just my old clothes, my new school unifrom, Emilio hoodie and my school books and supplies. I waited outside for Emilo to come, I told my foster guardians that I'm moving in to a school housing which isn't a lie. It's what the papers says, I'm going to live on school property along with the football team. Emilio didn't take long to arrive, his smile was the widest I've ever seen, for once I'm seeing him without the school uniform. He's dressed in a hoodie and jeans but even in such casual outfit I can see his broad shoulders and well defined body. His messy dark hair was simply styled to look messy, his hazel eyes