Exile of the Rays

Stephen Rays, the father of the most notorious twins in the town of St. Claire, sipped his cup of coffee peacefully. His sons, Lucas and Luis, are busy smashing vases and destroying other appliances in their living room.

"Tessa, please get that cleaned. Tell me all the things ruined so it will be replaced immediately," he asked the head maid of the mansion.

"Father! We don't like to transfer to another school!" Lucas yelled as he walked his way to the dining room where Stephen is.

Stephen didn't even lift a look on Lucas. He continued to eat is breakfast. "You're expelled Lucas, you don't have a choice," he said as he took a bit on a bacon.

Luis came next. He glared at his father as he took a seat on the dining table. Lucas held on his waist as he looked at his father distastefully.

"Where are we going to go then?" Lucas asked.

Stephen fixed his eyeglasses on his nose-bridge. "Your driver will take you there in 15 minutes. Please eat your breakfast now if you're done destroying the living room," he said to them.

Lucas sighed as he took a seat across Luis. "But father, we're seniors. Haven't you talked to the principal?" he pleaded.

Stephen finished his food and drank his orange juice. He stood up and looked at his sons. "Don't you think I've done all the things I could possibly do for you? I mean, what were you trying to prove in having sex in the clinic? This school where you'll transfer is the last school that'll take you in. If you want to finish high school and go to college, then don't fuck up."

Luis looked at his father's retreating form as Stephen walked out on them. "He must be angry," he commented.

Lucas nodded as he started to eat. "We need to eat brother, come on."

The Rays twins have been the most notorious teenagers in town. All schools have taken them and expelled them for the same reasons. They've been smashing things, doing pranks on teachers, and violating all written rules in every school they've been in. And their father is absolutely mentally tired of dealing with all the disappointments they've been giving him.

Lucas, the more talkative between the two, is friendly and funny despite being a pain in the neck. Luis, the silent one, is often defined to be rude and snob; he often jus follow his twin's pranks and bad ideas because he thinks their fun. They are both good-looking as well. Both as tall as their father and have the same facial features like him. People say their dad is their triplet.

They took a ride in their car. The driver didn't tell them about which school were they going to go as per instructed by their father. The twins were quiet throughout the ride though.

"Here you are dear sirs," their driver said as he pulled the brake in front of the famous all-girl school.

"Brad, this is a school for girls," Lucas complained. The twins looked through the window.

Femme Academy of St. Claire is famous for having creepy environment and the students here are known to be lesbians. Luis' face can only mean disgust.

"Master Stephen said to drop you off in this academy. Go now or you'll be late. He said your class starts at 8. You only have 5 minutes to meet the headmaster of the school," Brad, the driver, told them.

The twins moved out of the car unwillingly. "I can't believe him," Luis uttered.

"Good luck sirs!" Brad exclaimed as he drove away.

A guard house was on the side of the main gate of the academy. The arc wherein the name of school is sculpted was embraced by vines which made it creepier. They walked to the guard house and found an old man sitting by the chair looking through his phone.

"Excuse me, where is the headmaster's office?" Lucas asked politely.

The old man frowned as he looked at them. "Upstairs, you go inside and see the stairs. By the end of it, turn left. Third room to your left," he instructed, his voice raspy.

They passed by the lobby and saw the grand stairs. The area looked like ne of the common settings of a horror film. They had goosebumps.

"I don't think I can go," Lucas told Luis.

"I'll go first," Luis volunteered. He led his twin to the stairs as they both tried to ignore the scary aura of the place. It was unusually quiet as well.

At the last step of the stairs, a lady suddenly looked to them. "You must be the Rays!" she's a nun. They forgot the school was run by nuns. Lucas held Luis' arm tightly. He is scared of nuns.

They nodded at the nun. "I am Sister Laura! Mother Silva is waiting for you in her office. Let me take you there," Sister Laura was unexpectedly young and nice. They always thought the nuns in the school were old and rude.

"How old are you sister Laura?" Lucas asked, but his anxiety was still there.

Sister Laura blushed by his question. "I am 26," she said as she smiled at him.

She led them to the third room to their left. She took them inside a wide office. Every corner was a shelf of books. "Kindly wait for Mother Silva, she'll attend to you in a short while," Str. Laura said as she left them.

"I can't with nuns, Luis. I don't think I can live here," Lucas complained. Luis rolled his eyes as he ignored his brother.

The door of the office opened and they both turned to look who was there. "Oh, the twins," an old lady probably in her 60s entered. She's tall for a woman and curvy. Her eyeglasses rested perfectly on her nose-bridge. It was probably the headmaster known as Mother Silva.

"Good morning headmaster," they both greeted.

"Call me Mother Silva," she said authoritatively. Her voice screams power and her accent is a thick latina-like. "I expected less from you boys. Well, a few of the principals that I have talked to and you've met told me that I was crazy to even accept you here. But I believe everybody deserves salvation."

Luis grinned as he looked away from her. Mother Silva took her seat from the chair across them. "What is it?" she turned to Luis.

"What?" Luis asked her, surprised she noticed him make a face.

Mother Silva smiled sarcastically as she placed her hands over the table. "You know boy, I can tell you apart. You are probably Luis, am I right? Your father described you to me. Lucas is probably this unusually quiet because he's afraid of nuns."

The twins looked at each other, eyes wide in shock that the headmaster can tell them apart.

Mother Silva grinned as she saw their faces. "It's okay. Your father is a good man. He didn't need to beg but he begged to me to accept you just so you can finish high school. You're a senior now. His timing was perfect. Our school was about to open for male students. And you two are making history by being the first men in Femme Academy."

"I'm not proud of it," Lucas' voice was shaking.

"You don't have to. This is the last school that will accept you boy. It is your last salvation. You may now follow Str. Laura, she will lead you to your classroom," Mother Silva's voice was very loud is echoed in the room.

The twins followed Str. Laura to their classroom. "Good luck on your first day!" she cheered.

Lucas recovered from his anxiety when she smiled at them for the last time. "I think it will get worse, Luis. Dad is really torturing us," he whispered.

A woman in uniform went by door of the classroom Str. Laura led them to. "You must be the Rays," she said. She isn't a nun, Lucas felt relieved, she's wearing a teacher's uniform which perfectly hugs her body.

"I am Teacher Abby, your class adviser, please come in so I'll introduce you to the class," she sounded calm and welcoming.

They went inside and saw all the disgusted faces of their new classmates. Luis sighed in disappointment. Lucas bit his lower as anxiety crept in again.

One common thing between the twins is that they're disrespectful to women and they are scared of empowered ones.

The classroom is filled with girls who are empowered as they could notice. It was a small room but it was just enough for about 25 students.

"Everyone, meet Lucas and Luis Rays. They are your new classmates. As per Mother Silva's plan to open the academy for male students, surprisingly we have two now," Ms. Abby introduced them nicely.

The girl in the middle row raised her hand but didn't wait for Ms. Abby to call her. "We need a boy-toy now teacher, so they got these boys?" she said jokingly and the rest of the class laughed hard.

"Stefanie, please," Ms. Abby showed them their desks at the back of the room. "I'm sorry it's the only desks vacant in the room. Feel comfortable and ask me anything if you need me."

The girl named Stefanie saluted them with a middle finger as she watched them take their seats. And then she mouthed 'boy-toy' showing the piercing on her tongue when she stuck it out.

Lucas and Luis felt threatened. In their minds they knew they were in trouble. But they tried to keep calm and just get by till the end of the day.

Miraculously, nothing else happened with the twins. At the front of the school they waited for Brad. They were standing by the plant box while their arms are folded on their chests.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but all I want to do is study. This is worse than hell. It's either we study or just be losers," Lucas complained once more.

Luis rolled his eyes on him. "Well, we need to study. We can't go to college if we don't. I can't believe this is the school he chose for us. Fuck him," he cursed at his dad.

Surprisingly, their father's car stopped by in front of them. Its window rolled down revealing their father. "Let's go home," he called.

The twins went in the car. Lucas looked at Stephen angrily. "Really dad, an all-girl school? You have other options. You are powerful and rich. You have connections. I expected more from you," he ranted like a child.

Stephen sighed as he looked at Lucas. "Yes, but they don't want our money Lucas. They want to get rid of you. Out of all the schools that I personally went to, Femme Academy was the one who opened their doors for you."

"Why don't you just give us a job and we don't need to finish high school huh?" Luis suggested.

Stephen closed his eyes as he tried to calm himself. "If you don't want to attend school then find a job that could pay for your needs. I'm not giving you one," he said trying his best to calm down.

They remained silent after than till they reached home. Stephen didn't talk to them anymore and the twins went to their rooms.