Stepbrother

18: Cookies

I feel left out, like I was some second grader on Parent Day. Okay, maybe it's not the same thing, but it's somewhat alike. Since Mr. Lee announced that we're having a dance to thank our parents, I've heard people constantly asking if I'm bringing a parent, but I have to awkwardly tell them that I'm not.

I feel like I'm continuously keeping secrets, and it's honestly so dreadful. No one knows about my mom being gone. Not only that, but I'm also lying to my mom about Jacob. She still thinks that I'm somewhat in love him, and I can't bring myself to tell her the truth, because I let him treat me the same way my dad treated my mom.

I wasn't looking forward to telling her anytime soon, but it's bound to come up, especially in two months, when my mom is getting married to Darren. After all the crazy events that have happened to me lately, I almost forgot about my own mother's wedding.

It almost seems like time is passing by quickly, and I'll soon see my mom walk down the aisle, holding a bouquet of colourful flowers and staring longingly at Darren along the way. She'll be happy, and I'll be happy for her, but will she be happy when she finds out about how I feel towards her own stepson? She would never look a me the same, and I knew that. But I can't stop thinking about Jordan, even if I tried.

A small part of me wished that I met Jordan in a different scenario, and it would be okay for me to like him. Maybe then it would be alright, and I wouldn't have to be his stepsister. But, if I met Jordan in another scenario, would we hate each other? The only reason why we're so close is because our parents are getting married.

Maybe I'm not exactly in the greatest position right now, but isn't it worth it? I was able to meet Jordan, and I'm so glad about it. Sure, Jordan was a huge jerk, but there's more to him than most people know.

"I can't believe I got detention for three damn days because of what happened in the cafeteria," Kendall complains, throwing her head back in a groan. "My mom is so pissed. I'm pretty sure she wants to crucify me."

I grin at her and laugh at her comment about her mom. I push my hair aside and watch her squirm in the driver's seat of her car. We were at a red light, which was a good time for her to complain about her strict mom. "Look on the bright side, Kendall." I try my best to think of something optimistic, but I couldn't think of anything. "Okay, maybe there isn't a bright side."

Kendall rolls her eyes and continues driving when the light turns green. Then, she gasps. "What if she doesn't crucify me? I bet she'd slap my face across the Pacific Ocean." Kendall sighs and shakes her head.

"Yeah, and you'd end up in the Philippines," I mumble. We both laugh at what I said. "She'd probably want to murder you even more when she finds out you like someone," I remark, smirking at Kendall.

Kendall stiffens in her chair. "Um, I- uh, I..." Kendall stutters, and her cheeks were as red as a cherry. She keeps her eyes on the road, completely stunned by what I said.

I laugh at her sudden embarrassment and playfully hit her arm. "Kendall, can't you tell me who your crush is? I wanna know who the lucky guy is." My smirk grew even wider, and Kendall grew uneasy from her face burning up.

"I'd rather not!" she yelps out. "I want to know what's happening between you and Jordan first!" I immediately begin blushing just as hard as Kendall is when she mentions Jordan's name, and my heart pounds against my chest like a hammer. "Ah, I see you're blushing too," Kendall teases, finding my weak spot.

"Ugh, now I wish your mom actually sends you to the Philippines!" I whine, hitting her arm again. "You're so embarrassing, Kendall!"

"I'm embarrassing?" she says, pointing at herself. "You're the one making fun of me and my feelings for..." Kendall doesn't finish her sentence and lightly punches my arm. "I hate you," she bleats.