I kissed my brother, and I liked it

CHECKMATE

"No Cath you can't move the king there."

"Why not?! If I do I'll win!"

He rolls his eyes.

"You can't move it two steps and can't move it into check. That's against the rules-"

"You guys just change the rules whenever it's in your favour."

"Ok then. Move the king wherever you wish."

I move my king two step backwards on 'E-8'.

"Haha. Right there. Take that Callum!" I stick my tongue out at him. Narcissistic bastard. "I WON!", I yell.

He moves one of his-whatever that is-forward. He points at the board. "Checkmate." Looks up at me. "You loose."

"OH C'MON!", I yell and turn the stupid chess board upside down.

That's the fourth time I've lost to him today and that's seriously unhealthy.

"Don't worry Cath, I'll go easy on you next time." He laughs like a dying dolphin on crack.

"Who are you kidding? There isn't going to be a next time."

Courtney laughs. "You say that every single time and still come back here girl."

I chuckle. "Okay. Yeah. Maybe that's true, but still. Last time."

I met Courtney, Callum, Jasmine and a few other people at the music club, which is now more of a chess club. Poppy used to be my neighbour, but luckily for me, she moved a few houses downhill.

I say luckily because she loves music, and her taste is toxic. Actually, she has a band of her own filled with douches that beat the shit out of their drum and snap guitar strings every five minutes, all with vomit-worthy hair colours. They made so much noise while 'practicing' every weekend last year that mom actually PAID them to move away. And so they did.

Then the new girl moved in. Lauren. She's nice. She was a little shy and secretive before, but I got her to break her walls down. Her parents come over quite often and she lingers along. We've had dinner together a lot. Still do.

Currently, from what I've seen and heard about her, she's been hitting on our friend Bean. He's a classmate of ours but I never knew they had a thing for eachother until they started getting all weird and flirty. They do look good together but, it just makes me want to puke all my organs out when couples get all flirty and shit in public.

Save that sexual and gooey stuff for later my friend. No one here cares about how you love eachother's chins and noses and boobs and stubbles. No one.

"See you guys tomorrow for another murderous two hours of my life", I groan, getting up to leave this damned place.

It's a tiny abandoned room that used to be an English classroom. You can tell that because of all the Moby Dick posters plastered all around it. On most of them, the word Moby has been scribbled off and it's just Dick now, but still, it's pretty obvious.

"Hey, it's not that bad here." Jasmime loops her hand around my shoulder. "If it wouldn't have been for this incredible coincidence of music club, then you wouldn't have found great friends like US! This is what they call... The Caterpillar Effect."

"It's The Butterfly Effect, idiot", Courtney hits Jasmine on the head.

"Ouch! Yeah yeah whatever." She lets go of me. "Don't forget about my party Cath." She winks at me.

I start walking backwards towards the door. "Yeah. I'll, I'll think about it." I purse my lips.

"Text me." She says before I turn around and sprint out of there.

I know why she's so desperate to have me at that party. Because it'll make her popular. If I come, all of my friends come, including Kylie. If Kylie comes, all the cheerleading squad comes, including Gwen. If Gwen comes, all the hot guys come. And how to get me to come? Call Logan. And he comes because their parents are friends. See? She has it all planned out.

Or at least that's what I think.

She'll be walking down the school's hallways like they're a fucking runway in a few days from now and everyone will be gwaking at her.

I reach the parking lot and start gasping for air.

"Hey girl hey!!"

I turn around and smile. My man.

"Hey Kenny!" I hug him. "Need a ride home?"

He nods.

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