The Boy Next Door

Chapter 1

For starters, I would just like to point out, in no way is it even ok, to wake me up in the mornings. So you could probably predict something bad happened when Cam came in to my room at 6:30a.m. and told me to get up.
I ignored him, as would any other person, and tried to go back to sleep. But of course, Cam being the persistent shit he is, continued to call my name, getting gradually louder. Then there was silence. So I naturally assumed he had given up. Let's face it, I am way to stubborn for Cam.
As I snuggled back into my sheets, a wave of cold swept over my back, making me scream.
"Oh my God! What the hell!" I screamed in anger.
"You should have listened to Cam. We all know I am not as pleasant to deal with, Sister deary." Derek laughed.
Instead of cussing him out, I simply pushed him out of my bedroom door.
"Duck ass hat!" I yelled two second late on purpose.
Before he could even think the cup Derek had used to drench me in water had hit him in his nose.
"Son of a botch! What the fuck, Aspen! I am gonna..."
It was already to late. I had slammed the door and locked it. I was gonna teach that brother of mine that he shouldn't try and ruin my last first day of senior year.
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As I jumped out of the shower and dried off I thought of what I would wear. I am not that flashy. I was pretty ordinary. I had blonde hair, brown eyes, and was 5"9. I definitely didn't dress out because let's face it, once you get noticed in school, there is no getting unnoticed again.
So in the end I settled for a white shirt, black skinny jeans, a red carsigan, and my black high top converse.
Walking downstars I noticed Derek staring out the living room window.
"What are you looking at creeper?"
Derek turned to me and glared. "I am the creeper here even though you used to stalk the lead singers of All American Rejects, Boys Like Girls, and We The Kings whereabouts using Twitter."
I was fixing to retort, but I heard Cam honking the car horn and ran outside. No use in being late on the first last day of my senior year.
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When Cam dropped me off at school I had to shove my way out of the car due to the excessive amount of people coming to greet him.
In order for you to understand, let's take a step back into 2013, Cam's senior year. He was a jock, a nerd, a bad boy, and a saint. He was popular, unlike me. He had the entire school, teachers included, wrapped around his finger. He somehow managed to avoid me and the fact we were related. He took our football team to state, and actually won. He graduated top of his class and top of the high school hierarchy.
Of course the fact we were related didn't stay secret forever, but that didn't help me at all. I was from there on out always compared to Cam. I was also compared to Derek, but in a good way since he is not the brightest lightbulb in the drawer.
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Flash back to now and I am still ignored and have zero friends. But everything can change for me, right?