The Story Of A Players Sister (On Hold)

Chapter One- Footy pajamas skittles and a party

Chapter One- Footy pajamas, skittles, and a party

I tapped my foot, waiting for the paper to finish printing. How long does it take for a paper to print? Clearly, a millenium.

When it finally stopped printing I snached it up and put it into the envelope I had prepared. Why I'm putting so much work into this, I have no idea. Maybe its because I'm bored and need something to do. Or maybe I just want to see the priceless look on my brothers face when he receives this. Who knows?

I sealed the envelope and skipped down the stairs, my brown braid flopping around behind me.

I heard giggling coming from the kitchen and cringed. I know that giggle anywhere.

Daniella Cape, the schools 'popular' girl. My school isn't stereotypical, but it does have a group of people that are the most popular. This consists of the football team, cheerleaders, and their friends. Both my brothers and this chick fall into this chategory. I'm part of the group to an extent, but not a big part of it. Which is perfectly fine with me. I'm only really known as the king brothers' little sister. Which I have absolutely no problem with. And my pranks, but we will get into that later.

Back to the task at hand.

I made my way to where the giggle came from, a little reluctantly. When I made it to the kitchen I tried so hard not to throw up. I couldn't keep the disgusted look off of my face, though.

Daniella was sitting on the counter with my brother between her legs. She is wearing only a long shirt-which happens to be my brothers-that leaves little to the imagination. He's trailing kisses down her jaw while his hand is creeping up her thigh, under her shirt. Gag. Please, take my eyeballs and burn them.

Congratulations everybody, you have met Christain King. I'll distract him while you run for the hills.

I cleared my throat, which caught Daniella's attention but not my brothers. She smiled at me and blushed. Christain just flicked me off with the hand that wasn't, uh, busy and kept kissing her. I rolled my eyes at him.

Daniella isn't a bitchy mean girl, and I actually kind of like her. But her getting it on with my brother kind of brought her down a few pegs on my people I like list. Not that its very long to begin with.

Daniella slightly pushed him away. Christain groaned and pulled the rest of the way away from her. Daniella looked embarressed, but my brother just looks mad.

"What do you want, shay? Can't you see that I'm busy," he asked me.

"Oh yeah, so busy," I rolled my eyes, sarcasm dripping from my every word.

He wiggled his eyebrows, leaning himself against the kitchen counter and running a hand through his now tousled dark hair. His dark eyes shined mischievously. I gaged.

"I-uh. Um. I should probably go," Daniella trailed off awkwardly. I smiled at her and waved dismissively, to show her that she doesn't have to go anywhere.

"I'm only here to give my brother his mail. You can stay, Dani. Just please, don't get your freak on in my kitchen. I already have to bleach it five times," I smiled sweetly at her, waving the mail in my hand.

Christian looked at it suspiciously and raised his eyebrows. I shrugged, leaning my body against the refrigerator.

"I was bored. Now, do you want your mail or not," I questioned.

Christian rolled his eyes and headed over to me, taking the envelope out of my hand. His muscles flexed as he ripped it open. He may be my brother, but I am not stupid. I am very aware that he is extremely good looking. The boy has such a sharp jawline, I swear you could cut your hand on it.