Ethan, a college freshman, ran into this blond
chic Shelly on his first day.
Her blond hair, blue eyes and amazing body had him head over heels.
After a strange encounter with Lanore, his badass sister, something happened that changed his life f...
'Hey, get up! It's late!' Vic's annoying voice woke me up.
'What the hell do you want Vic? My class starts in two hours.' I glared at my clock.
'You're my ride Ethan!' Vic hit my shoulder.
'Oh yeah, forgot that mom didn't let you drive.' I said sarcastically.
'Get up, and stop being an ass!' Vic hit me again.
What a good way to start off my day. I have to drive Vic because she's not allowed to drive, not after what happened to Lanore.
LANORE A.K.A. OUR OLDEST SISTER 23 years old a rebel hates her family a horrible car accident survivor
My mom forbid Vic to drive because she doesn't want what happened to Lanore happen to her.
When I was 13, our oldest sister Lanore was 18 and she got together with the wrong group of people and became a rebel. She did drugs and she barely comes home. One night, she was driving while she was on drugs then boom, she drove straight into a van and got seriously injured. Thank the lord she made it. And we were devastated, mom was devastated. She never came home ever since.
'Can you hurry?' I shouted upstairs where Vic is, taking forever in the bathroom. Girls.
I grab a plastic bag and some gloves from the cupboard.
'One second!' She shouted back.
'Oh my god Vic you've been in there for a century now hurry!' I said.
'Piss off!' She shouted.
I don't get it, why do girls take so long to do their makeup and hair, geez.
'Okay I'm done!' Vic came out from the toliet and walked downstairs like a model. What the hell is wrong with these people I live with.
'You know your boyfriend has a car too.' I glared at Vic.
'Shut up and step on it! I'm getting late!' Vic rolled her eyes.
'Yeah you are! Taking a thousand years in the bathroom. What the hell are you doing in there? Swimming?' I laughed.
'No, unlike you I actually dress myself probably.' Vic smirked.
She's not kidding, I found this shirt that I'm currently wearing in the pile of dirty clothes next to my bed. What? Don't judge me! I only wore it twice this week.
The drive to school took about half an hour, we live quite far from USC. I'm surprised Vic can get into USC, guess is those music stuff she's doing that got her in. - 'Shnoogly-boo-boo McCuteykins!' Vic ran right into Ian's arms.
I really don't need to audience another kiss fest.
'What are you doing here so early?' Ian gave me a pad on the shoulders.
'Driving your annoying little girlfriend to school.' I rolled my eyes.
'Hey I'm your sister!' Vic grabs a piece of her hair and stars twirling it with her finger.
'Yeah yeah whatever, bye sis. Bye dude.' I waved goodbye almost immediately so I can save myself from having to see them make out in the school's parking lot.
'Ethan!' I heard a familiar sound shouting my name from behind so I turned around.
'Oh Shelly. Here's the things you need.' I said.
Her eyes widened all of a sudden and her smile on her face started getting bigger.
'Thank you Ethan' She whispered into my ears and left immediately.
What was that? - Another lecture just finished, the odd thing is Shelly isn't here. Where could she be? Never mind, it's none of my business anyways.
'Mr.Jordan.' A voice brings me out of my thoughts.
'Yes professor.' I replied.
'Outstanding performance Mr.Jordan, you seem to be understanding the lecture very well. You have a passion for psychology?' The professor asked.
'Yeah, I have.' I replied.
'Alright, then I have just the right thing for you. I want you to be the school's psychologist for 4 months, like an internship. I want you to experience it.' The professor continued.
'Sounds fun!' I said and the professor nodded then walked away.
School psychologist is fun but I don't think universities needs psychologist. - 'Hey Shelly, where were you today? You weren't in class. Oh my god what happened to your arm?' I asked.
Her arm was covered in cuts and bruises.
'Nothing happened. Don't worry. Well I have to go now, bye.' Shelly said in a hurry and rushed to her car.
I know this isn't right, but I followed her. I followed her to downtown, then to this place in WeHo. It was a grey building and has graffiti on it. I stopped my car about 10 feet away from her's, just enough for me to see what's happening.
Shelly walked out of her car and knocked on the door of that building. After a few second, someone opened the door. Wait, this person looks so familiar. Wait, is that? Is that who I think it is? What the what?
Lanore?
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LANORE JORDAN
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