A Secret Love

Day 1

The day had barely even broken before Hannah was already awake planning her day, while Reese and Ethan remained sleeping, snoring loudly. Hannah sat in bed, scrolling through her phone, observing whatever new trend had started, which had happened to be febreze chugging. Hannah shook her head as she watched people she goes to school with, chug Febreze. "What morons," she said. Hannah sighs and gets up from the bed, looking in the mirror across from her bed. "Man, I need to shower," she thinks to herself. Hannah rummages around in her dresser for a minute before she finds a pair of blue jeans with rips down the legs and a black tank top that she hadn't worn in forever. Hannah walks to the bathroom across the hall; Hannah begins to strip down for her shower; she looks into the mirror and begins to talk to herself, "Why are you such a bitch? He didn't do anything wrong to you." Hannah whispers. Hannah continues getting in the shower, cranking the knob up. Hannah climbs into the tub with the steam rising, fogging the glass and mirrors, leaving only a blurry shape of Hannah's body as she washes away all her sadness. While in the room next door, two boys were sleeping soundly in their bunk beds when the sudden sound of music woke Ethan from his slumber. Ethan looked around the room, still confused.

 Ethan dropped his head under his bunk to check on Reese, but he was still snoring in his bed. "Where is that music coming from?" Ethan thought to himself. Ethan wipes the drool from his face and slowly creeps up in his bed, trying not to wake Reese. Ethan drops from the bunk. Making not a sound but a little squeak from the floorboards, Ethan tip-toed his way out the door, following the music, leading him to a door with steam seeping from the bottom. Ethan sneaks his way to the door, pressing his ear to the door as the voice belts out music. Ethan's eyes widen. "Who is singing like that? It's beautiful." he thinks to himself. Suddenly, the door creaks open, "Would it be ok for just a peek?" he thinks. Ethan pushes the door ever so slightly so as to not alert the person inside. Ethan adjusts his head to look around the door, only to see a blurry figure in the shower.

Still unable to figure out who she was, Ethan watched as the figure washed, singing to herself; it made his heart race when suddenly the shower stopped. Ethan quickly grabbed the door to hide; the glass door creaked open. The sound of water dripping on the floor, Ethan stopped momentarily, and his mouth dropped. "Oh my god, IT'S HANNAH."

Ethan couldn't draw his eyes away from her hourglass body. Ethan didn't know how to react; the soapy water dripped from her breasts, her hips swaying as she danced about the bathroom. Ethan looked down at himself. "I never knew how hot of a body she had." he thought. Ethan felt his erection growing. "What would she think if she saw me here knelt on the floor watching her with a boner?" he wondered. Suddenly, the sound of a door opening alerted Ethan, causing him to return to the bedroom. Ethan hopped back into his bed when Reese began to mumble, eventually waking up. "Huh... what," he muttered. Reese looks around the room, looking for the disturbance, but finds nothing. Reese drops his head back onto his pillow and returns to sleeping while Ethan lies above him, not making a sound, trying to comprehend what he just did; the fear of being caught killed his boner. He sighed with relief. "That was close, too close." Ethan looked at his phone, checking the time; he sighed as he read eight-thirty, relieved to at least get an hour more of sleep. His eyes slowly shut, still bright, with the image of Hannah in his head.

Meanwhile, Hannah leaves the bathroom in her new outfit. Hannah's Mom walks around the corner. "Morning, sweetie," she says. Hannah shrugs her off and walks to the kitchen as she is still upset about last night's argument. Hannah's Mom looks at her as she walks away, wondering if she should apologize, but she walks away; she feels terrible for yelling at her but doesn't feel she deserves an apology. Hannah entered the kitchen; the sun beams through the front door, shining into the kitchen. Hannah swings open the fridge door and pulls out a bowl colored with assorted fruits: watermelon, canteloupe, pineapple, oranges, four of Hannah's favorite fruits. Hannah peels the plastic back, sniffs the fruits, picks a piece of watermelon from the bowl, and takes a small bite from the square of red. Reese enters with Ethan behind him, both still full from last night's dinner. "Morning, Hannah," Reese says with a giant yawn. Hannah nods at him with a mouthful of fruit. Ethan looks at Hannah but quickly looks down as he is still branded with the image of Hannah's body. "Morning, Ethan," Hannah says. Ethan looks up at Hannah, trying to ignore the image of Hannah's wet and glossy body from his mind. "Yes, uhm... good morning to you too," he responds. Hannah looks at him with a raised eyebrow but ignores his sudden awkwardness. Reese walks to the counter, pulls out a cereal box and two bowls, and pours the cereal. Hannah looks at them both as she eats her bowl of fruit. "What are your plans for the day, sis?" Reese asks Hannah. Hannah shrugs. "I'm not quite sure yet," she responds. Hannah finishes her fruit bowl, tosses it in the sink, and then walks outside, leaving Reese and Ethan to eat their cereal.