A/N: Auty and Aut are pronounced like; Aww-tee and Aww-t.
Autumn woke up the next morning to something heavy jumping onto her.
"Wake up lil sis!" The deep voice of Autumn's older brother boomed into her ears. Anthony James Miller was Autumn's twenty-three-year-old brother. Anthony was five years older than her meaning the two never went to school together, but Anthony was still the obnoxious older brother. Anthony was the golden boy of Cliffwood, Autumn was the outcast, many people didn't even know the two were related. Them having such a big age gap also meant that Anthony didn't know about Autumn's bullies, which she thought was a good thing.
Kind of.
Anthony was Autumn's half brother. Their mother had him when she was in her first marriage, that's why the two have different last names and why no one knew they were related.
"Anthony!" Autumn groaned as her brother smothered her with kisses all over her face. She then placed her hands on his face and pushed him off her before sitting up. "Doesn't it bother you that you're a twenty-three-year-old man who still lives with his parents?"
"Nope." Antony started popping the 'p'. "Because little Auty, our parents are what people called: 'loaded'." He concluded his sentence by flicking Autumn on the nose. Mischief twinkling in his blue eyes.
"Man child." She said as she held her hands over her nose.
"Come on!" Antony groaned. "Mom made waffles and they smell delicious, so get up so we can eat."
Autumn groaned but got up anyway, swinging her legs off her bed and walking into her bathroom to brush her teeth and take a quick shower. She went to her room and into her walk-in closet to find something to wear.
Antony wasn't wrong when he said that their parents were loaded because they were. The Newton family was the richest family in the whole of Cliffwood. That was because of the tech company Autumn's mother started: H.T.C - Huttons Tech Company, named after Autumn's mother's father - while their dad was the CEO of said company. It was one of the biggest tech companies in the state. So they were, in fact, loaded. And being the heads of a company meant that Lucy and Milton Newton were very busy people, so the family always made sure they had breakfast together because that was the only time of the day that Mr. and Mrs. Newton were not busy.
Autumn walked over to her full-length mirror, to do a once over of her outfit, she had picked a pair of black jeans with a faint white lining, a cream tank top with a brown zip-up hoodie over her shoulders, plus her old white converse high tops that are slowly starting to fall apart. She twisted her dark brown hair up with a black matte hair claw, leaving a few pieces out to frame her face. She quickly tidied her room before grabbing her bag and running downstairs.
During the morning the kitchen in the Newton household is a complete mess. Mainly because Antony tries to eat everything he sees. Autumn took a seat at her kitchen island next to her father who was drinking his coffee while watching his wife work around the kitchen. Autumn loved how in love her parents were, her being a hopeless romantic and all. She grabbed a book from her bag to read but it was snatched away from her before she could even open it.
"No weading at the wable," Antony said, his speech was muffled by is the food that filled his mouth. This was when Autumn's eyes scanned Antony's appearance, he was wearing black fluffy slides, black sweat pants, and a dark green hoodie, his dark brown hair was covered by a blue and white backward cap, the back of the cap being made of a blue mesh material. Autumn knew that cap all too well.
"Firstly," She snatched the book out of her brother's hands, "Don't touch my book, you're going to get syrup on it. Secondly," she shoved her book into her bag, "Don't eat your mouth open, it's disgusting. And thirdly," She pulled the hat off Antony's head. "Stop going through my stuff!" She yelled and Andrew visibly shrank leaning back in his chair and pouting.
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The Bet
Teen Fiction"Okay you big baby." Andrew said unfolding his arms and pushing his hands into his pockets. "If you get the next girl to walk through that door to either have sex with you or fall for you, I will give you five hundred dollars, if she doesn't you giv...