I slept with my best friends brother

I slept with my best friend's brother... Crap. Chpt. 1

All I remembered was being welcomed into my best friend's home... and the next thing I know is...

...I wake up in her brother's bed...

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"What time do I pick you up tomorrow?" my dad asked as he kept his eyes on the road, driving towards my best friend, Claudia's house.

I turned to him and nonchalantly said, "I don't know. Whatever time's good for you."

Disgruntled with my answer, he narrowed his eyes on the road. "Tell you what, I'll pick you up no later than 8pm tomorrow, but if you figure out whether you want me to come earlier, just call," he said.

I nodded in response, then averting my eyes back to the road. It was quite rare that my dad allowed me to go on a sleepover. Heck, he never said yes to any of my pleading. Although, after getting his permission for this case, I think I may have found the trick.

Claudia had invited me to sleepover at her house and I explained to her that my dad never allows me to sleepover at anyone's house. Claudia couldn't accept that and suggested that SHE ask him, herself. I didn't really know how to respond to that, so without thinking, I just told her to go for it.

Unexpectedly, she returned from asking for his permission, all calm and collected and said, "I'll be expecting you at my place, tomorrow at 9!"

I grinned to myself, thinking about that day, as we neared our stop.

My dad gave me an uncomfortable glance without my awareness then cleared his throat. "There won't be any boys, right?"

I shook my head. "Claudia's brother's leaving for college tomorrow. We've never even exchanged two words, so you have nothing to worry about," I responded with no hint of interest in my voice, which reassured my dad somewhat.

Claudia's brother was a mystery. He's not once acknowledged any one of Claudia's friends whom she brought home with her. He'd talk to Claudia when she's around me and other people, but it's as though he doesn't even know we're there.

I shook thoughts of Claudia's brother off my head, as my dad drove up Claudia's driveway. My dad parked the car and walked me to her front porch. Being the overprotective father he is, he wanted to see if an adult was present in the household.

I rang the doorbell and waited for someone to open the door.

Before someone did, I whispered to my dad, "So if you don't see an adult, are you just gonna take me home?"

He whispered back, "If that's the case, yes." I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

The door opened and revealed Claudia's brother, being the one to open the door. He was wearing a white T and plaid pajama pants.

Our eyes met and I couldn't help but curse to myself in my head, thinking about how she could've picked a better outfit going to Claudia's house- Navy blue T and jean shorts, oh did I just look fab. I gave him a small smile, not wanting to be rude and he returned it, then quickly glanced over to my dad.

"Good morning," he greeted my dad, letting out his hand for him to shake. Dad smiled and nodded his head, greeting him, starting to feel uncomfortable with the idea of his 15 year old daughter sleeping with the presence of the likes of the good looking teen he stood before.

William, Claudia's brother, excused himself and turned to the inside of his house. "Claudia, you friend, Amy's here!" he yelled out.

I was a little taken aback, shocked at the fact that he knew my name. Then I started to think of the possibilities of why that may be. Claudia could have informed him she was sleeping over, or it could have something to do with whenever I called, he'd usually be the one answering the phone and calling Claudia over to tell her to get on the other line.