The Stepbrother

Chapter one.

"Come on, pick it up!" My soccer coach yells. We've been here all day running laps and doing the same warm up. Ten jumping jacks, ten push-ups, ten squats, basically ten everything including these laps.

"Ya know, this could've been a normal day but Lauren had to bitch at her" My friend Chloe breathes as she jogs up beside me. Lauren is your typical brat. Always wants daddy to get her out of things including practice. She always has something better to do then "get sweaty".

"I don't even know why she tried out for the team if she wasn't going to put in the effort" I snarl turning the corner making this my last lap.

"Ugh, Carter" she huffs as she rolls her eyes. "I overheard her telling him she's so competitive and to him that's sexy, so her precious dad gave her the spot Casey was gonna get" she tells me. Casey is our best friend, we all three had the plan to try out and make the team as we do every year. But, princess got her way, again.

As we finished up our laps we all were saying our good-byes at our cars and heading home. "Text me" Chloe smiles taking a big gulp out of her water bottle.

"Alright" I smile getting in my car. "Need a ride?" I ask her politely. Her car is nowhere to be seen in the parking lot.

"Nah, I'm walking." she chirps. "Wow, it's hot" she's now being dramatic and sending me those signals that she wants a ride home.

I roll my eye closing my door. "Oh get in" I laugh.

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"She's not even that pretty" Chloe argues. We have been discussing Lauren all the way home and now that I'm dropping her off in front of her house she's still in my car. "I mean if you look really clo-" Chlo I laugh interrupting her.

"What?" she replies seriously.

"Get. out" I laugh. She spins around realizing she's home. "Oh!" she giggles. "That was fast" she smiles grabbing her bag.

"Yeah" I laugh handing her water bottle to her. "Text me alright?" I say as she closes her door waving me off.

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I arrive home only to a dark house. "Mom!" I yell. No answer. I wonder where she is?

I turn on the decorative lamp on the table beside the couch. Throwing my shoes off in front of the door and walking lazily up the stairs to my room was a struggle. I flop down on my bed and groan in pain. A hot shower would be amazing right now.

"Pason!!!" I hear my mother chirp as I was walking into my shower. I throw my head back in annoyance and grab my towel. "Just a minute!" I groan.

As I walk down the stairs my mom is arranging the pillows on the couch.

"What.. are you doing?" I ask shaking my head. She shot her head up the second she heard my voice.

"Oh darling where's your clothes?" She asks with her $200 fake nails rubbing my arm. "In my bathroom floor?" I say blankly. Where else would they be?

"Well" she claps her hands quickly. "Go put some clothes on!" she smiles widely almost breaking her cheekbones.

"Mom" I whine. "I just got home from practice."

"Oh, kicking a muddy ball around a court isn't so bad" she smiles as she walks to the kitchen.

"Field mom, it's a field" I correct her.

"Like baseball?" she's got to be kidding, she isn't stupid.

"Yeah mom, exactly like that" I breathe sarcastically. She walks in with her heels clicking behind her as she carries a tray of four lemonades. Each have a decorative umbrella and bendy straw.

"Why are you- what's going on?" I ask sitting back.

"David" she smiles. David is this guy my mom has been seeing for a year or two since the divorce. I haven't took it completely well because my dad basically spoiled her and did anything to make her smile but she only wanted his money. He left her for some business woman and now they live in New York. I haven't even talked nor seen my dad since then. She met David in a deli shop. And they hit it off instantly and now she's in it for his money now.

"Look" she smiles dangling her hand in front of my face. The ring on her finger is a rock! It's beautiful but this means....

"YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED?!" I scream to the top of my lungs as I leap up.

"YES!" She smiles widely dancing around. "He's so sweet and so amazing! And! He even has a son! You've always told me how you hate being an only child" she smiles. "Ahh... this is so great. I will explain how he proposed after my shower" she says walking upstairs.

I'm left there looking stupid in a towel. But... my shower.. I frown to myself. "This is just perfect" I say annoyingly as I plop down on the couch. The second my body hits the soft delicate furniture our doorbell rings multiple times.

"Knock knock" A man's deep voice sings as he lets himself in. "Ahhhh!" I scream picking up a pillow covering my body which is also behind a towel. "What the hell David?!" I snap.

"Pason" he stutters covering his eyes. "I'm so so sorry!" he apologizes keeping his head down. "Son, stay out there" he says to his son apparently whom I can see through the window. I clench my towel around my waist and yell for my mom.

"This is not YOUR house! You can't just walk in casually!!!" I feel my body tensing up and my breathing increases as my mother runs to the stairs in a towel soaking the floor.

"What is it Pa- BABY!" She shrieks dropping her towel and wrapping her arms around his neck. I few mumbles were here and there and kisses after I interrupted them. "Mom." I sternly say. "You're naked. And his son... right outside" I remind them. "Oh god!" she laughs and picks up her towel running up stairs. "Give me two minutes" she tells us and disappears.

I roll my eyes and look at David not saying a word.

The air is uncomfortable and I keep sighing to make it less awkward. "So.." he starts before I stop him. "Don't." I cringe and walk up stairs passing my mother who's wearing too much perfume.

"Where are you going?" she asks.

I roll my eyes as I continue up the stairs and sarcastically remark "I'm naked" and make my way into my room. "Oh honey hurry down I would like for you to meet Harry!" she beams.

Harry? Oh crap.. his son.