Shh.. Don't Tell My Brother! ♥

Chapter One.

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Conrad's Pov:

   The Patel's house was just as I remembered it two years ago, in Senior year. Of course, I don't have the best memory, but it still smelled of cinnamon and hot chocolate. It reminded me of Christmas, actually. The furniture had been rearranged and the walls were painted a different color, but it still felt as it did two years ago; homey and sweet.

   I sighed slowly, making myself at home on the living room couch as I waited for Logan to tell me what the big emergency was. I stared at the family portaits on the wall, chuckling as I found a geeky freshman Logan hanging by a hardwood table. I was in a photo, actually. I had accidentaly came to Logan's house, anticipating some call of duty action. Little did I know I had interrupted a family picture time and Mrs.Palvin let me in, saying, "Why not?" My arm hung over Logan's shoulder and I had plastered my fake smile while Logan's eyes were closed. I snorted, remembering the dorky 18-year-old seniors we were. Allanah, Logan's sister was 14 then, and her hair was short, but she still had the same genuine smile. Logan's parents made the goofiest smiles I had ever seen, and I had actually felt comfortable in a home for once.

   So now Logan and I were 20 years of age, living in our college dorms, but I still haven't figured out why Logan had told me to come here.

   "Con, stop staring at your face, man. It's ridiculous." Logan snaps me out of my trance.

   "Oh, but I was actually staring at you. I still haven't found out why your parents chose the picture where you look the dumbest." I joke. This gets a laugh out of Logan as well.

   "Yeah, yeah." He waves his hand in the air, as if he's shooing the conversation away. I follow him into the kitchen and watch as he grabs two Dr. Peppers and throws me one.

   "Heads up." He shouts a second late, but I still manage to catch the soda with one hand right before it's about to hit my head.

   I pop the soda open, asking him, "So what's up? Are you chilling here for your three day vacation? A little mommy's boy?"

   Logan shrugs. "Nah. My dad and mum were gonna be out for a day so they asked me to babysit Lana, and I agreed."

   "Yeah, I still don't see why this regards me." I shook my head questioningly.

   "You see, I forgot that I had a date planned out for Kate. She's gonna get pissed and complain about her period if I don't make this one."

   I scrunch my nose at the 'p' word. Kate and Logan are litteraly the worlds weirdest couple. They could actually win an award if there was one. Hey, maybe I should invent one. I bet they'd get a vote from their parents, even. "She tells you when she has it?"

"That's not the point. You have to watch Lana while I'm gone. My parents will be back by the morning, but I'll probably be back by then."

"You guys are way too overprotective of her. Allanah is 16. My mom let me run loose when I was 8." I complained, not wanting to babysit a teenager. -Especially if it's Lana. I haven't seen her since 2 years, but she was already getting into trouble when she was 14.

"Well, you know Lana. Crazy and annoying." Logan downs the rest of his soda and leaves the can on the kitchen table. "Trust me, you're the last person I would leave with her, but you're my only option so.."

"Just get out of here." I muttered, already annoyed of his presense. What? He thinks I'm a bad rolemodel or something? I paused.

I can't argue with that.

Since I would be staying here for a while I decided to kill time by playing any game on my iPhone, even if it meant another round of Angry Birds. I checked all my pockets but they were all empty; meaning no phone.

"Ah shit." I groaned, grabbing my keys in one hands and trudging up the stairs. My phone was my prized possesion. If I lost that thing I would go on a rampage. Plus, I needed to call Logan if something was wrong with Lana.

I hastily opened the door to Allanah's room, not bothering to knock because everything was all too familiar. I wished I had just did myself a favor and knocked because Lana was naked, all but a black towel wrapped around her body. Her hair was longer, but obviously wet. When she saw me, she screamed, then cooled down and came up to me with her eyes threatening me.

"What the hell? Don't you know how to knock?"

"Yeah. Um. When you're done..not being naked..we have to go back to my college dorm and fetch my phone."

"God dammit Conrad. I had plans today, you know?" Then she slammed the door in my face, leaving me to sigh in relief. I did not just try avoiding to look at her..

I shook my thoughts away, pinching the bridge of my nose and climbing into my black lamborghini.

I turned on the radio and cranked the volume to the highest my ears could take and leaned on the head part of the chair. It was about 20 minutes later when Allanah finally came into the car, dressed and ready.

 "You drive a fricking lamborghini.." She said surprisingly, shaking her head almost as if she couldnt believe that I could own a car like this.

"No, I stole it." I said sarcastically.

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