My Brother's Best Friend

"Scott," I said, out of breath. "This isn't what it looks like, okay, it is but I can explain." Scott slowly pointed to the back door. "Go inside," He ordered quietly, dropping his arm back down to his side I looked into his eyes. "Scott-" "Go!" He yelled

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My name is Grace Ross. Ever since I can remember, I've hung out with my older brother and his group of friends. This group concludes of Bradley and Andrew Johnson, James Smith, Scott, and me. I've always been considered just 'one of the guys'.
Scott, my older brother, has always been very protective of me. Especially since our parents' divorce when I was five and he was six.
Bradley and Andrew live with us as well. Their Mama and Daddy died when Bradley was ten and Andrew was nine. So, Mama took them in.
And James, well, he practically lives here too.
When Bradley and Andrew's Mama and Daddy died, they immediately were placed with us. And the night that their Mama died, was also the night I fell in love with Bradley. Because, I saw a side of him no one saw. The one that I'll never forget. He's never noticed that I have feelings for him, neither had Scott and the guys, which, in some ways is good. But, I do wish that Bradley knew.
I've been in love with him for nearly eight years. And this year, everything will change. Especially me.