Wanting My Step Brother

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Blake

Walking into school felt like I was being dragged. 

Dragged by the thought if I didn't do this, I wouldn't become a hot mom in a range rover. 

Or have enough support for my future dog. 

Because those were my two options; either marry some rich guy, or end up all only with eleventy-billion dogs and having every take-out restaurant in town on speed dial. 

"Kill me now please," I groan as Ella and I stepped through the doors and into the familiar hallways. The linoleum tiles and rusted burgundy lockers were still the same from when we left them last june. 

"Only if you kill me, that way we can go out in style," Ella winked, already waving at people she knew, or people who knew her; which was basically everyone in the school.

 Ella's locker was a few down from mine, which meant we didn't have to go far to meet each other. 

Shuffling up to Locker 307—my garbage pile away from home—I quickly put in the familiar code and yanked it open. It still reeked of texts books and the ham sandwich I had left in here and supposedly forget about. 

Suddenly, the lights turned off and I went blind. 

"Guess who?"

Actually I didn't go blind, someone just covered my eyes. 

"If it's not my boyfriend, please prepare your ass for some whooping," I smirk, my shoulders tensing for effect. The chuckle behind confirmed my thoughts. 

"Hey baby," The voice whispered, kissing me on my cheek. 

Turning around I found my two year boyfriend, Zach. 

"I thought you weren't coming back for army camp till next week!" I squeal, wrapping my arms around his neck. 

He shrugged, "They let us go early." 

"Well, that just gives us more time to hang out," I giggle, stepping back with my arms still wrapped around his waist. 

Movement in the corner of my eye caught my attention, and I saw the football team barrelling down the corridor. 

Everyone moved out of the way for them, because if you didn't, you'd be bulldozed over. 

My eyes met piercing blue ones, that were glaring right at the back of Zach's head. Alex never really liked Zach, and I've never known why. 

"So I heard your step-brother's throwing a party for his eighteenth." Zach said, disturbing my slight trance. 

"Huh?" I ask, confused. Alex never mentioned a party to me, especially one for his birthday. 

"You should totally come with us, Blake," Ryan, one of Zach's best friends, said over his shoulder. 

Zach, Ryan and three other guys I couldn't be bothered learning the names of, were kind of the classy guys of the school. 

All their families belonged to the country club, and they were all real life gentlemen. They are also filthy rich beyond compare. 

"Well, I gotta get to class," Zach smirked pulling me closer, "See you later?"

"Of course," I smiled before he pulled me in for a kiss. 

After he separated, I peered down the hall, seeing Alex and his friends, hanging out by there lockers. Alex's penetrating eyes were on us, and he probably witnessed the kiss. 

"Aw, love," Ella smiled as she waltzed up to me, "Blah!" 

"Jealousy doesn't suit you, Ells."  I smile, patting his rosy cheeks and strutting off down the hall. 

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After yet another endless day of school, I just wanted to curl up in a ball and die. 

Many things happened today, and it was only one freaking day. 

I bet the school record in a four-hundred meter swim. 

They've changed the menu at the cafeteria which is absolutely amazing. 

And Alex got back with his on and off again cheerleader girlfriend, Alyssa Monroe. 

She's Queen Bitch of the school, and only as eyes for my step-brother. She gets around more times than the common flu. I absolutely hate her, and so does my mother. 

She's around here all the time, so unless I chuck myself out of the window and put myself in the hospital, I'm stuck seeing her plastic boobs almost every morning when I walk into the bathroom. 

That's something they both share in common, they barely ever wear a shirt. 

Dumping my bag by the front door, I slipped off my shoes and bounced into the kitchen. I was normally the first one home, and since summer was slowly presenting itself, I'm using all the time possible to get in some relax time in the pool.

Grabbing a quick apple to snack on, I raced up stairs. 

My drawers were jammed back with bikinis and swim gear, because I absolutely loved swimming. 

Changing out of my school clothes, I pulled on a white bikini and grabbed a pair of sunglasses. I hummed while grabbing a towel, and darted out onto the back patio. 

I loved that Ethan had a in-ground pool installed for me when I moved, my mother had obviously told him of my love and passion for the sport. Ethan's a really great man, and I'm happy my mother found him. 

Placing my things down onto the sun bed, I dived into the blissful cold water. 

After swimming a few laps, I hauled myself out of the pool, put my sunglass over my eyes and lay back on the sun bed to tan. 

I must've fallen asleep, because the next thing I heard was the sliding of a door and giggles echoing out into the back patio. 

Pulling my glasses onto my head, I witnessed Alyssa galloping outside in a string bikini that barely covered her tits or pussy. 

My boobs and ass were big, but certainly not as big as Alyssa's and certainly not fake like hers. 

"Oh, Blake," Alyssa froze, noticing me on the, "Alex said you'd be at your super-cute boyfriends house." 

"He's busy," I said, dropping my legs off the side of the subbed and sat up, "So I came home and decided to have a swim." 

"Well, it's so hot. So if you don't mind," She smiled overly-sweet and walked over to the poo. 

"Alex!" She squealed calling him from inside. Oh god. 

The door slid open again, and Alex strutted out in tight board shorts and no shirt. I swallowed, hard. 

"You don't mind us joining, do you Blake?" Alyssa cocked her head to the side as she stared me down. 

"It's cool, I was finished anyway," I said, standing up. 

"Cute bathing suit by the way," Alyssa's eyes sparkled in the way that said "Gimme it", "It really shows off your killer curves. Doesn't it, Alex?" 

I folded my arms, feeling uncomfortable as Alex's fiery gaze reigned down on me. 

"Uh, yeah..." Alex muttered, averting his gaze. 

"Well, I'm going in side," I say, grabbing my towel and tucking it under my arm, "Have fun." 

As I strutted inside, I could feel Alex's stare on me. 

I don't know what demonic spirit possessed me, but I looked over my shoulder and gave him a wink. 

What the actual fuck. 

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