I'm In Love With My Sisters Boyfriend

Chapter 5. Dinner

Guess who’s back back back, back again again again, vanessas back yeah shes back, It look like im on crack, but im not, I cant rhyme, jesus Christ. -.-‘  … so uhm yeah here you go.

Chapter 5. Dinner

“I'm Mrs 'You want a piece of me? 'Trying and pissing me off, Well get in line with the paparazzi, Who's flipping me off, Hoping I'll resort to some havoc, End up settling, in court Now are you sure you want a piece of me?” I belt out the lyrics to Britney Spears, dancing around my room as I get ready for tonight’s not so exciting dinner. 

Chase’s older brother Greg is coming down from college due to a fire that burnt down nearly half of the campus. I don’t really remember Greg. He was always out partying and sleeping around that we never really got to know each other. I do remember that he is nearly the same height as Chase maybe half an inch taller with hazel eyes and dark brown hair. From what I was told, he used to be a part of this gang when he was 15, the cops found out about them and they were sentenced to either Jail or community service.

Greg got community service for 2 years, finished senior year and flew himself to California to study and that was all I knew. So today, I’ve been forced by the dark people (my parents) to eat dinner at their house to welcome him home for god knows why? He is going to go back then his mother will cry and get all emotional and his dad will stand tall and proud and I’ll just want to dig a hole a die. I’m a cheerful person aren’t I?

Today I chose a dress to wear that looks casual yet, dressy. I picked my white laced no sleeved dress with my silver belt, silver heels. I left my hair out, and curled it into waves, applied foundation, eyeliner, mascara and nude lipstick and I was ready to go. I waited in the lounge room for the rest of my family, watching family guy, holding my stomach, gasping for air at Stewie and Brian’s argument. Wiping the tears from my face, my parents and sister finally walked down and we all headed into the car and were off to Chase’s house.

“Kourtney this is Greg, Greg you remember Kourtney right?” Mrs Anderson said as she smiled, her way too white teeth beaming at us, with smudges of her bright pink lipstick, visible on her teeth. The fact that no one has told her, is simply beyond me.

I fake smiled as I looked up at Greg, but fake smile turned into a look of shock as I saw him. His hair looks a lot like Dales, Zain Malik style, his eyes were as Hazel as ever, his lips were pulled into a smirk, his shirt clung to him like it was about to tear apart with a single movement, and he grew another half or more of an inch! I looked like an ant compared to him. Quickly shaking my head, I smiled again.

“Hey Greg, nice to uh, see you again?” and of course it sounded more like a question, idiot Kourtney.

“Who knew you’d get so god damn gorgeous sweet pea” he smirked and of course, I blushed like an idiot. I smiled nervously as I scurried over to where mum and dad were seated. Chase wasn’t around nor was Lea, fabulous.

“So Kourtney Honey, how’s school?” Mrs Anderson asked, smiling with even more lipstick on her teeth then before, what does this lady do? Eat a whole tube of lipstick every five minutes, sheesh.

“Oh its good thanks Mrs Anderson” I faked smiled, wanting to get out of this place

“Call me Lyne Dear, no need for such formalities, we are all family here!” she exclaimed, smiling once again.

I wonder if that hurts her cheeks, no, maybe she got Botox, this family does have a fair bit of money. Everything in this house is white and crystal, not a place I should be, butterfingers and miss clumsy pants since 1994!. Mr Anderson smiled at me, and cleared his throat.

“So Kourtney, any boyfriends?” he smiled, I nearly choked on air.

“Oh, uh, um, no, no boyfriend, very single!” I stuttered, smooth Kourt, real smooth.