My Alpha and Brothers Best Friend.

Chapter 12

*please Austin please please* I sign giving him a puppy dog look.

"Nope." he says. I sigh plopping down on the couch. I've been begging him for hours now to give me my birthday present but he just won't do it. Jerk. He leans over to kiss but I turn my head making him kiss my cheek. "Oh come on Al it's just a present." he whines. I tighten my lips together shaking my head. Showing him I am not going to kiss him until I get my gift. "Please." he says. I shake my head no. "You drive a hard barging Mrs. Reynolds. Soon to be Mrs. Frazier." he says. I lift up my ring hand and point to my finger tapping it showing him there's no ring on this finger. "Yeah yeah I know no ring." he huffs rolling his eyes and taking my hand. He laces our fingers together just as mom and dad come in with Zandar. He's to busy bouncing up and down.

*what did you do to him feed him nothing but sugar* I ask signing to them.

"No better." dad says waving for us to get up.

So we did and he leads us to the driveway where a shiny new black Lamborghini is sitting.

*you bought him a new sports car* I ask. The both nod. *wheres mine* they both roll there eyes.

"Please like you drive." mom scoffs. She right I don't unless I have too.

"You have a personal chauffeur." dad says nodding to Austin. He's right.

"That's all I am to you huh?" Austin ask me. I nod a yes.

*can I drive it bubba* I ask.

"Nope." he says.

*fine I'm not giving you your gift* I sign glaring at him.

"Dude give her the keys trust me you want this and you want it bad." Austin says quickly.

"How bad?" Zander ask.

"More than you want that car, more then you want sex. Trust me dude. You'll want it bad." Austin tells him.

"Dad is he lying?" Zander ask dad.

"No even I want it but your mother says I'm to old." dad says rolling his eyes.

"Dude give her the damn keys." Austin huffs.

"Fine." he says walking over to me. "You wreak her you buy her." he tells me. I roll my eyes. Of course it's a her. I shove him out of my way.

*score* I sign skipping to the car. They of course laugh at me.

"Around the block." Zander yells after me. I just nod. Yeah right. Block my booty.

"The block Alex." Austin warns. I mock salute him then flip him off. "Alexia." he says warningly. I wave my hand dismissively getting in the car. "I'll give him the gift." he says. I look up him glaring. He wouldn't? "I would." he tells me. Damn it and I didn't hide it. I bow my head in defeat. "Good girl." he says.

I glare at the steering wheel closing the door. I buckle up start the car. Ah nice. I know nothing about cars but I love how this engine sounds mean and I love Austin's car too. I guess that's why I never owned a car. I'm always in his.

He has a sleek black 1969 Chevy camero. Beautiful. I rev the motor up a couple of times just to watch Zander panic. Ah to much fun. Just for a little bit more entertainment I back out slowly then put it in drive and squeal the tires. Look at all that smoke and the look on Zander's face. Now that's what I live for. I take off silently laughing.

I still didn't do one block I did two then went home. It was sweet as hell. I got out of the car with them waiting on me. You know this car is going to look so out of place in this driveway. We have a 69 camero, two trucks, a ford escort, a scion, Zander's old car 69 chevelle and now a lamborghini. Yeah like that doesn't stick out like a sore thumb. Dorks.

"That was longer than a block." Zander huffs.

*I got lost* I sign giving my best innocent face.

"You not innocent." Austin says. Damn caught me.

"Like I believe you got lost going around the corner." Zander says. I just shrug smiling.

"Man you boys turned my innocent little girl into the devil." dad says.

*I know right* I sign to dad.

"Yeah blame it on us." Zander says.

"You turned your little girl into the devil." mom says.

"I most certainly did not." dad protest.

"Oh please." mom scoffs. "Anything she wanted she got." mom says. Dad shrug. Can you say busted?

"Like you didn't help." dad says. Mom shrug this time.

*horrible parenting skills* I sign jokingly shaking my head smiling. They both shrug this time. *moan Zandypoo let's get your other gift* I sign. He rolls his eyes and I start skipping away.

Then I take off running up to my room. I grab his gifts then run back downstairs. I keep the sky diving and NASCAR envelope. I hand him the small box. He opens it to reveal a pair of Ray Ban sunglasses that he's been wanting. Then I hand him the next box to reveal NFL football with his favorite players autograph. He flipped over that. Oh but wait.

*how much you love me* I ask him.

"I'll tell you after my gift." he answers. I frown. He laughs. "I love you lots sis." he says. I smile handing him his last one. I bounce up and down as he opens it up. Of course he pulls out the plane ticket first. Did mom fix them that way or something? "What's in Florida?" he ask.

*keep going* I sign to him. He does pulling out the sky diving one next. His eyes bug out then he screams.

"Holy shit sis you've got to be fucking kidding me!" he yells.

*such language son* I sign.

"Really you got me." he stops reading it. "36 laps on a track with a stock car and how many laps with a real driver?" he ask surprised.

*I got you and Austin. Happy birthday bro* I sign.

"Sweet when do we leave?" he ask. I point to the dates. "Awesome dude we are so going to have a blast." Zander says excitedly.

"I know I'm trying to talk Alex into coming." Austin says. I roll my eyes.

"Forget her. NASCAR man!" he yells excitedly.

*love you too buttface* I sign.

"Well." mom says. I turn around and look at her. She stands up handing me an envelope. "Happy birthday baby girl." she says. I open it open up and there's two plane tickets to Florida.

*wow you bought Zander a Lamborghini and all I get two measly tickets to Florida* I sign. I'm irritating them here. Shhh.

"You want a damn car come on and lets go get you a damn car." dad huffs standing up.

*nah I'm good* I sign sitting down next to Austin. Mom Zander and Austin snicker.

"You little shit." dad says sitting back down. I smile brightly at him shrugging.

*whos the other ticket for* I ask signing.

"We thought you could take Emma." mom says. I fist pump the air. Then I pull out my phone. And text her in big bold letter. Pack your bags we leave for Florida in three weeks and press send.

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