The Little Sister (Book 1)

Ride Of My Life

Let's fast forward a bit. 

We all piled into the car and made our way down the street. It was about a 15 minute ride to get there. Joe and Patrick fought the entire time. And this time, Andy picked shotgun. I was stuck in the middle of two bickering assholes. Fan. Tast. Ic. 

"You guys! Shut the fuck up!" Pete yelled at the two for fighting.

"He won't stop flicking me!" Patrick whined.

"Joe! Stop it!" Pete's voice boomed.

Hell, even I was scared. 

Joe pouted and put his arm down, and looked at his hands in his lap.

"Thank you." Pete huffed.

We pulled into the parking lot, and Joe dived out of the car. I guess he couldn't wait to go on a stupid roller coaster. I stayed in the car a good 3 minutes after everyone got out. I was tired. 

As soon as I got out, I was swept off my feet by the one and only, Pete Wentz.

I did as any normal person would do..

... I screamed. 

"Shh. You're alright." Pete said, smiling.

"You scared the shit out of me." I said, playfully smacking Pete.

"I figured. " Pete chuckled. 

He put me down and started walking away from me.

"Wait, where are you going? Where are the guys?' I asked.

"Where are we going? To the longest roller coaster here. And I have no idea where they are." Pete said.

"No. I hate roller coasters." I said.

"Too bad, you're coming with me." Pete said.

"No. I'm not moving from here." I said, stopping in my place.

Pete sighed and turned around, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.

"No! Pete, put me down you dick!' I screamed.

"You're calling attention to us." Pete mumbled.

After he said that, I shut up and went limp.

Thankfully (Yeah, right), the line wasn't very long.

Pete put me down and held my hand so I wouldn't try to leave.

Bastard.

The next time the coaster came back, we boarded. 

As soon as the coaster started inching forward, I grabbed onto Pete's arm.

Tightly.

Then, came the drop. 

I felt a scream come out, and I grasped Pete's arm even tighter. 

Okay, okay, it's over. I'm cool.

OH SHIT. 

Another drop.

As soon as the ride started slowing down, and I thought it was over, there was one last drop.

Before we went down, Pete leaned over and kissed me.

I was too shocked to do anything.

He continued to lock my lips within his until the drop was over. It was a small drop, and the ride was over.

"What... What was that?" I asked, wide eyed.

"Shh, let's get the pictures." He said, helping me out of the seat and guiding me over to the booth.

Oh. That explains the kiss. 

He bought 2 pictures, and gave one to me. It actually looked pretty cool.

We walked to a bench next to a fountain, and sat down.

"So, what was the kiss for?" I asked,

"I saw the cameras, thought it'd be cool." Pete shrugged.

"You liar." I replied.

"I'm not lying." Pete chuckled.

"Uhuh. Sure." I said, sticking my tongue out at him.

"Watch it, Stump." He said.

"Or what? Gonna kiss me again?" I taunted.

"Mhm." Pete said, then pulled me into another kiss.

 I pulled away.

"Dude. What." I said, staring at him.

"What?" He asked.

"If my brother sees, he'll freak," I said quietly.

"And you're like, 5 years older than me." I finished.

"So what?" Pete said,

"My. Brother. Will. Kill. You." I said slowly, spelling it out for him.

"No he won't, I've known him for years." 

"Wanna bet?"

"How much?'

"375 bucks."

"Why that much?'

"There's this Limited Edition Star Wars Xbox that I want."

"You're amazing."

"Yeah, I know. Come on." I said, grabbing Pete's arm and pulling him up with me.

I pulled out my phone and texted Patrick, telling him to meet me and Pete over by the fountain.

Cool. Not that far from there. See ya in 2 mins.

I sat back down, still holding Pete's arm.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Nothing. Sit." I said.

He obeyed and I dove towards his face, kissing him passionately.

"What the fuck?!"

There we go.

Immediately, Pete was pulled off of me and thrown onto the ground.

Dirt plumed up around his body.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Patrick yelled.

"Told you." I sang out.

"That's my fucking sister, you creep!" He continued.

I sighed and stood up, walking up to Patrick and pinched the nerve where his shoulder meets his neck.

"Ow, fuck!" He hollered, turning around.

"Calm down. Okay? Just chill." I said calmly.

"You're okay with this?" He asked, panting.

I nodded and pulled him into a hug.

"But.. He's my best friend... And you're my sister!" He gasped, trying to make sense of it.