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Chapter 5 : Chris P.O.V.'s

When you find your brother about to kiss one of the most prettiest girls you've seen, what do you do? You kill the mood. I did exactly that.

But of course, her brothers, and may I say, many brothers, show up and ruin the moment as well. She soon left and I am alone with my raged brother.

"WHAT THE HELL CHRIS?" he yelled at me.I just laughed at him.

"What?"

"Why did... you... and... she was... ugh!" he said.

"You mean, why did I ruin your moment? Why does it even matter, you are not going to get her anyways." I spat.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"Yeah." I said confidently.

"And what makes you so sure?" he asked smugly, like he knew was going to win this battle. Not on my watch.

"Because, I call dibs on her." I said. He gave me a glare.

"You can't do that." he said. I knew he was right. But it was worth a shot. He was my twin brother after all. But I wanted her, and I don't even know why.

I've never felt this way for a girl, before. But everything about her screamed perfect. Her chestnut colored hair flowed down flawlessly, her eyes sparkled when it caught the light. And her attitude, damn! I got it bad. She was mysterious and fierce, and had a fire inside of her. I wanted her. I wanted her bad. I wanted her to be mine, forever and always. But for some reason, I knew I couldn't. She was practically untouchable. It was like a privilege to talk to her. In fact I was probably already on her bad side. I hope I wasn't. (God, I sound so girly.)

My dear brother cut me from my thoughts. "How about we both don't go for her." he reluctantly stuck his hand out. I grabbed it, my grip firm before we both shook on it.

"Deal." we both said, before pulling our hand away from each other.

This was a good idea, no Emily. I would lose my feeling for her. Then I wouldn't feel the butterflies I felt went I saw her swimming. Or feel the heat in my cheek when she pressed her lips against my ear, the other day. I won't have to chase her round, in a circle that was never ending. I wouldn't care if other guys flirted with her, which is practically impossible. I would be free of this spell she had somehow put on me.

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I was awake at the crack of dawn. The sky was just fading from purple to red. I checked my phone for any text messages, which I received one. It was from Cole.

PARTY AT MINE TONIGHT!

-COLE.

I'm sure he sent the same text to everyone. Even the Wells kids, however he got their numbers. It didn't matter. I would be drunk, maybe even high, and rid of all the craziness that has happened over the week.

I rolled out of bed and got ready for the day ahead of me. And with a nice shirt on, which I had no idea why i decide to wear, jeans, and my jordans I strolled out of my room to get to the bathroom. But of course my brother has to be heading the same way. But today he was smiling. He hates mornings. Let me rephrase that, he despises mornings. So this was an odd thing.

He was humming a cheery tune, and I took a step in front of him, blocking the door to the bathroom. He just stopped, and waited.

Giving him a confused look I asked him, "Why are you so happy?""Oh.... it's ahh.... nothing." He sang. Odd.

"Doesn't seem like nothing." I pushed.

"Fine, I just had a great conversation with Emily." he said. It's like he forgot the deal already.

"What about the deal?" I was starting to get mad.

"She texted me good morning first. And that is not considered flirting, we were just having a morning conversation, that's all." He seemed so calm, that it was freaking me out.

I turned and slammed the bathroom door in his face. After all my needs were complete I left the bathroom, and went down the stairs, to the kitchen.

I took a quick piece of food before leaving the kitchen. I quickly grabbed my bag and ran to garage.

I sat upon cream leather. The leather under my fingers felt cold. My red convertible was old fashion like, but was really expensive. As you can see, Shelby was my baby. Yeah, so? I named my car. Don't judge, it's rude.

I backed out of the garage and made my way to school. I parked in the parking spot that was right in front of school before jumping out to go see my friends.

Denise, Teah, and Lexi were my best girl friends. We all hung out together when they weren't out with their boyfriends. They knew my crushes, and secrets, and helped me with girl problems.

Cole, Jax, and Dustin were my brothers. Met them all in sixth grade, except for Jax, I met him in kindergarten. They all knew my secrets as well. Yep we were family alright.

Now you can say my brother and I run the school, along with the jocks and cheerleaders (Sluts), but we really don't. It's might be because we all have good looks, or because some people are afraid of us. But we all don't seem to care. But, now that we got the Wells here, the cheerleaders hate Emily, and the jocks hate the Wells Brothers. It's like they were threatened, since all they did was walk in here. The jocks and cheerleaders had to work for their popularity. My brother and I? We kinda worked for it, but we didn't care if we were popular.

A roar of an engine dragged me out of my thoughts. The Wells. But of course, my brother has to be riding with them, what a surprise.

Heads turned, and glares were pointed at Brody and the Wells Boys (From the boys of course), and Emily (From the girls). The glares soon stopped when the bell rang.

Everyone ran to their homeroom awaiting for the day to unravel itself.

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