My Best-Friends Brother

Chapter 2

Picture of who I imagine Kai to look like (don't know who it is)

Chapter 2

Not on my bed!

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"What the hell do you think you're doing here?!" I exclaimed. My first day back and I already see him. Kill me now, please. See I'm nice.. Kinda.

"Missed me?" He said, propping onto his elbows. Which were on MY bed.

"Don't ignore my question, what the hell do you think you are doing here, and in my room!?" I screamed, dropping my bags on to the ground. The muffled sound of glass breaking came from the bag. No! My snow globe broke! I pouted. It was really nice!

"You're." He said matter-of-factly.

"What?" I said confused. What were talking about again?

"You said, what the do you think you're doing here." He said, smiling smugly at me, knowing he already pushed my buttons all the way. It makes me even more pissed off that he can piss me off so easily!

I walked to my bed, stomping my foot when I reached it.

"Get. Off." I growled at him, my nose slightly flaring.

"Nope." He said, his smiling covering his whole face now.

"Asshole." I whispered.

"What was that?" He said, cupping his ear.

"You heard what I said." I glared at him. I thought Cara wasn't going to call him!

"Come on, get out, I need to change." I demanded, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Oh, no I think I'm good right here," He said, laying back down, patting the bed.

"And I wouldn't mind seeing you change." He continued. Dickhead!

I turned around, and then screamed down the stairs. "Mom! Kai's, not getting off my bed!" I know, I'm sooo mature for my age.

"Okay!" My mom screamed back. What?! Did she hear me right?! Kai laughed behind me, making me turn to glare at him. Oh, Mrs and Mr. Willem, why did you have to make him?

"So you're not going to get off?" I said, grinding my teeth together, trying to compose myself.

"Nope." He pooped the 'p'.

"Great!" I forced a smile on my face.

"I love it when you're sarcastic. It's such a turn on." He said, fanning his face dramatically. Okay either he's joking or he gets turned on by some strange shit.

"And I love it when you're gone." I dead-panned.

"Get off."

"Nope."

"Get off."

"No can do."

"I said, get off!"

"And I said, no can do!"

"I hate you!" I said trying to push him off my bed. "I love you too." He said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"You're.. So.. Heavy." I said in between grunts. "That's because I'm a MAN!" He screamed flexing his abs. Show off! "Oh please 'a man' is supposed to have balls."

"I have balls! And I'm a man!" He screamed. Clearly I hit a nerve, which in my case, is a great thing.

"Really?! Cause I thought 'men' don't own any dolls." I smiled. Let's just say, when Cara gets drunk she doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut.