We met when we were 5 years old. He protected me because I was the girl who got bullied and pushed around. Only problem was our school didn't have good teachers. My mom fought the system told them that the bullying had to stop. Including the bullying going on from the teachers. They got fired. A whole new staff came in. It became a great school. He was still there only better. This time we were safe. He was still my hero. The boy with the beautiful soul. I always loved him. Every girl at one point had a crush on him. And me being the stupid girl I was I would offer them help to get him to notice them. He always called me his sister. That hurt but I hid my hurt by calling him my brother. That was until our first year of high school...... Could it be? Is the boy with the beautiful soul actually noticing me??? **** This story does have some swearing and sexual content so be awareAll Rights Reserved