My Best Friend's Sister

Chapter 1

"Your history test is next week. This is the biggest history test of the semester. Make sure you study." Mrs.Desard commanded.

"Dude, I don't feel like studying. I'm just going to wing it," Tyler groaned.

"If I don't pass this test, my parents are going to kill me. I can't fail another test. I have to study," I protested. I grabbed my books and went to my locker.

At lunch, Kristen and her gang came and sat at my table. Kristen sat on my lap, Haley on Tyler's, and Olivia settled on Todd's lap. They really aren't our girlfriends, their just really close 'friends.' I was talking with Tyler when I felt something wet and warm on my ear. I just smiled and turned my head to kiss her. Kristen held my head and turned my face towards Tyler.

Then, she whispered in my ear, "We'll continue this later." I looked at her with a grin and nodded. Her and the gang left my table. My friends had this look on their faces and I knew what it meant.

"You guys are so immature," I added emphasis on immature.

"She doesn't usually do that. Well, she does, just not in a place this crowded," Todd said.

"She does with Riley," Tyler interjected.

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Around 8:30 pm, I arrived at Tyler's house.

"Dude, nice hair," he teased.

"Shut up, yours isn't any better. I'm guessing Haley came over?" I implied.

"No, Olivia did," he mumbled.

"Woah, taking Todd's little friend." He threw me a X-Box controller.

"GTA 5 or Battlefield 4?" he changed the subject.

"Battlefield," I answered. He put the disc in and plopped on the couch in his room.

"Get ready to be annihilated," he taunted.

"In your dreams, dimwit." Then, his mother came in the room.

"Hey, Tyler, me and your father have to go out. Can you hold down the fort while we're gone?"

"Depends, how long?" he interrogated.

"2 weeks,"

"Fine. I know there's some rules. C'mon throw 'em at me."

"It's ok if Riley and Todd are over. But, no girls," she put stress on no, "no parties. Got it?"

"Got it," Tyler sighed, "what are you doing for 2 weeks anyway?"

"It's a secret," she whispered.

"Eww," he turned his head away, "leave just leave."

"You have it all wrong. We are going to pick up something."

"Ok?"

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I'm glad Tyler persuaded me to go this party at a Frat House. It's the frat he is joining next year. Tyler is 1 year older than me. He's a senior; I'm a junior. I'm having a blast. I'm doing the pelvic thrust with a lot of hot college girls. One walks up to me with a shot.

"Bottoms up," I raised my glass and drank. It stung the whole way down my throat.

'Must be whiskey,' I thought.

The same girl that gave me the shot is now wrapping her hands around my waist and following me in the thrust. She pulls me into an empty bedroom and locked the door. She pulls her over shirt off and is now in her micro-miniskirt and a black, spaghetti strap tank top. She sat facing me on my lap.