My Step Brother's Obsession - Carly #2

Almost beating him at his own game

Carly

I woke up at the crack ass of dawn. I'm so damn tired right now but I have to do this to prove to him he's not better than anyone, especially me. 

I've showered and done what every person does when they wake. I am wearing my combat trousers and military boots. I've had them since I came to camp. It was "compulsory" or some shit like that.

My boots crunch over the gravel pavement that leads onto the assault course.  He's standing there grinning. "Glad you made it Miss. Evans. And on time to."

I have the urge to roll my eyes but I won't so I nod instead. "So are we going to get this over and done with or what?"

"We're just waiting on two soldiers to take our timings, so there's no cheating."

"Sure, fine whatever."

"You need to get rid of that shitty attitude Miss Evans."

"I'm a teenager, I'm allowed to have a shitty attitude." I retorted.

He grins at me. "By the end of the week you'll be done with that shitty attitude I'll make sure of it."

"Yeah whatever."

"Argh and here they come."

I look over at the two soldiers approaching us. I've only seen them a handful of times to know that they are both ass kissers. Great I'm doomed I'm the beginning. "Miss Evans I'm sure you've already met Sergeant Donahue and Corporal Cashmere."

"I have."

"Excellent.  Donahue, you're taking his Evans time and Cashmere you're taking mine are we clear."

"Yes, Sergeant Snider,  sir."

"We go on three and we're done ng the whole of this course and we're running through the woodland and back here we are clear with that." 

We all said we were and we went on three and we were almost inches apart. I've done this course a million times before I could do it with my eyes closed. He is fit. I'll give him that but his agent did this course but at a guess, he's done similar ones with all of his art training. We go over ropes and under fishing nets, walk over ropes and up high walls and clip to the top of the course and zip wire down. Going through tyres and tunnels he's a little slower than me on this cause I'm younger and by the looks fitter. I smirk. I know I can beat this arrogant asshole we run into in the forest which takes forty minutes to get out of. I know because I've run it four times so far and this is my fifth time retaining more than ever this time to beat the guy I'm running against. 

I ran out the other side of the forest and through the camp and back to the assault course. I hadn't even noticed he was so close. I stopped placing my hands on my knees trying to catch my breath. Damn, I'm out of shape. I think I need to exercise more.

"How did we do?"

I jump unaware he's beside me inches away in fact. He grins, was he finding this funny or amusing that I had no idea that he was looming close by? 

I finally catch my breath and we watch the soldiers eagerly as they compare times and mutter. "How is this even possible?" They look at both of us. "It's a tie."

"Impossible."

"Sorry Serg or is," he says and they both turn the stopwatches, low and behold the times are the exact same fifty-five minutes. 

"This can't be happening, it has to be fixed."

Now I roll my eyes. "Damn, you're such a sore loser. Even if technically you didn't lose. Is it because I'm a girl? And I am as good as you?"

"I...I.."

"Cat got your tongue serg."

He growls at me.

Whatever.

"So what now Mr. Old school? You didn't win and neither did I. We tied, so what do you suggest?"

"Swimming contest."

"Do you really want to go that way?"

"Yes."

"And what if it's a tie again, Mr old school?"

He sighed. "We train together every morning. I know you may look fit but you're clearly not."

"What are you suggesting in Old school that I need to lose weight?"

"Not at all. You need to get in better shape and I can help you and we can run together every morning. I'll set up a healthy diet and I'll train you."

"This is only if you can't beat me at your deranged game?"

"Yes, you have my word."

"Then I accept," I said, holding my hand out.

He gripped it tightly and shook it. "Pleasure doing business with you, Miss Evans."

I nodded and he let go of my hand. "It's almost time for breakfast. We all best get showered and shit before we eat."

I couldn't agree more even if I had already had a shower. I needed another, how sweaty I was.

We all headed back. "Don't forget I still want to see you in your casual wear on Monday, Miss Evans."

"You will, Sergeant."

He nods and we make our way back to our individual huts once I'm showered again and in clean clothes, I head for the cafeteria and grab me some breakfast.  I notice the guys and walk over placing my tray down and sitting down. "Why Carly bear."

"Hey guys."

"So how did it go? Did you beat his sorry ass?"

"No, but I almost did."

"Wow, I bet his ego dropped by a hundred."

I laughed. "It did. He tried to say I cheated but the stopwatch doesn't lie. He's not good at not being in the top spot; he wants another chance at winning. "We're going swimming tomorrow. He thinks he's got it in the bag." I think the idiot didn't even know just how well I can swim. These guys on the other hand do."

"And you let him think he had a chance?"

"I did." I chuckled.

"You're cruel Carly Evans."

"No, I'm not. I'm just putting the egotistical prick in his place. He's a sexiest prick and he thinks girls are underrated and the female population is beneath him and we're not."

"Well said, Carls. You're the only one who would even dare to stand up to him, all the rest here are ass-kissers,  but not you."

"And I never will be. I intend to show him exactly that tomorrow when I beat his sorry ass, unlike today when I almost beat him at his own game tomorrow I will."