I Think I Love My Brothers Best Friend. -7- Chapter 7 First Day Of School. I Think I Love My Brother's Best Friend A/N: Hiya lovelies. Remember to read chapters in order 1 than 2,3,4& etc. they are all in my opuss's! Thanks! Like, Comment and follow! I woke up early to shower. I always showered in the morning and Aaron always showered at night to avoid bathroom issues. We were close, but not that close. I showered quickly and brushed my teeth. Then I gave Aaron the bathroom and went into my room to change. Once I was in the first-day-of-outfit I had picked out last night, the light faded super skinny jeans and the lace design crop top. I did my makeup, giving my hair a little time to dry before I straightened it. Aaron was done before me, of course, and went to go eat breakfast with the guys in my kitchen. I grabbed mine and Aaron’s backpacks and ran downstairs. “You guys ready to go?” I asked as I handed Aaron his backpack. Adam rolled his eyes, “Nice stomach.” “You can see like half an inch,” I protested. “Half an inch too much,” he placed his bowl in the sink. “Someone help me,” I groaned. Aaron threw his plate into my sink and defended me, “She looks fine. The outfits last night were worse and I’m not watching her try on fifth teen more.” Chace and Adam grumbled under their breath and led the way to Adam’s car. We got to school fairly quickly. We all hopped out of the car and walked to our lockers. The four of us were greeted by Jen and the guys. Jen tackled Aaron into a hug before pulling away, one of her hands still in his, and waved at me. “Hey, Skye,” she beamed. “Hi, Jen,” I smiled. “Skye?” my brother’s friend Derek asked. I was kind of excited to see the guys, though I'd never tell Adam because he would snap their heads off. I hadn't seen them all summer and I missed them. I was glad it was the first day of school so I could see them again. “Yeah?” I asked friendly. “What-,” he was cut off by Adam who probably thought I sounded too friendly. “Yeah, yeah, Skye looks different. What else is new?” I blinked twice and the rest of the group decided to talk about the girls they’d be going out with on Friday. I opened my locker to put away my back pack and just take out a few things to carry. Aaron tapped me and when I didn’t respond immediately slapped my back. “What?” I whinnied and turned to face him but stopped when I saw a familiar figure walk through the door. I’d know that brown hair and honey colored eyes anywhere. He still had the tan from when we went to the beach this summer. His muscular body somehow showed through his jeans and t-shirt. I felt my heart skip a beat at the sight of him. “Who’s the new kid?” Chace asked. “His name’s Jake. He tried out for the football team last week. He’s really good and he made it,” Ryan informed us. Aaron and I swapped glances as I watched Jake walk through the halls. It seemed the gossip around the school was split in half between my new look and the ‘hot’ new kid, Jake. Jake winked a girl and I felt something tug at my heart. Damn it I was jealous. And angry; what gave him the right to come back here? He broke my heart and then walked away. That guy didn’t deserve to live in the small area code as me, let alone go to my school. Jake walked straight up to me with a wicked smirk on his face. He stopped less than a foot away from me. I felt tension throughout the group and I knew Aaron wanted to rip his head off. “Hello, Skye,” he continued to smirk like we were best friends and he had just gotten away with pranking me. “What are you doing here?” I spat. He put a hand over his heart pretending to be offended by my question, “That hurt.” “Good,” I growled. He grimaced sarcastically, “You’re so mean.” “I think I have the right to be,” I snapped. “So you don’t want to show me around?” he asked smoothly. “What? No,” I replied a little dazed from the sudden shift in conversation. It was like a head rush. The bell rang and the group dispersed except for Adam, Chace, Aaron, Jake and I. He leaned in slightly, “You’re lying.” “Some one’s full of themselves,” I smirked. “It’s called a high self-esteem. Clearly you did not have it,” he grinned as he referred to this summer when we had slept together. I bite my tongue. I can’t believe I still care about this guy. He was such a jerk. He played me and I only wanted him back. I was so pathetic. “Get to class,” the security guard walked passed us. “Let’s go,” Jake grinned. “Stay away from her,” Aaron snatched my arms and dragged me to our first class. Jake turned the other way and out of the hallway. We walked into our first class late due to my mini confrontation with Jake in the hall. Thankfully the teacher came later then us. The teacher began to explain English class for grade eleven. I was grateful Aaron and I didn’t have to talk about this. I couldn’t even begin to explain how I felt and I was already a nervous wreck for when I saw Adam next. The bell rang too soon. I had second period off. I walked with Aaron to his class before I went to sit outside in the sun and I was right. He had something to say. “You still won’t let me kick his ass?” was what he started off with in all seriousness. “Yes,” I nodded, “Stay away from him.” “But what if he doesn’t stay away from you?” “Then… I don’t know. I’ll cross that bridge if I get to it,” I sighed. He groaned, “It doesn’t look like he’s going to leave you alone.” I looked down the hall and saw him coming, “Go into your class. I’ve got this.” I walked passed him outside. I saw him quickly turn around and follow me from the corner of my eye. Once I sat on the stone wall in the back of my school he found me and stood in front of me. “What’s with the attitude this morning?” he inquired. “What’s with the attitude?” I growled wondering if he was seriously asking that. I watched him step in between my open legs. His chest was almost against mine. He smelt sweet, like caramel, and I almost wanted to taste him. I remembered Chace doing this the day he and my brother came back. This time it felt different. “Yeah, the attitude,” he smirked, “Did I do something?” I took a deep breath to calm myself and noticed him looking at my chest as it moved up and down. I placed one finger under his chin and yanked his head up to look me in the eyes. It was a gesture that probably looked sweet from anyone on the outside, but we both knew it wasn’t. He placed his hands on either side of my legs and leaned in more. I pulled my finger off his chin and scowled. “You really don’t know why I’m angry?” I questioned while I tried to remain clam. “Nope,” he smirked after popping the ‘p’. A football spiraled into the back of his head suddenly. He immediately removed his hands from the stone wall and took a step back. He rubbed the back of his head in pain. I had to fight my urge to smile. It was great that he was in even the tiniest bit of pain, just a fragment of what I felt, but he also looked really adorable. Chace came running up from behind him with this weird, angry look in his eyes. “Sorry,” he tried to sound sincere as he picked up his football. “Already practicing?” I raised an eyebrow. He nodded and narrowed his eyes at Jake, “I heard you made the team. You should probably practice too.” Jake scowled as Chace shouted, “Go long.” Despite what seemed to be his desires he ran far away from us to catch the ball. Chace pretended to throw it then turned around to face me. He dropped the football in between us and furrowed his brow. “Why are you talking to him?” he asked almost angrily. “Why does it matter?” I asked surprised at his concern. “Don’t talk to me like I’m him give me a straight answer,” he demanded. “He’s not that bad,” I suddenly propelled into defense mode. “He’s pretty much held a whole conversation insulting you today,” he snarled. I got scared for a moment. I’d never seen Chace angry. He was usually playful or sarcastic or happy, but he was never mad. A small shiver ran up my spine, but I sucked it up. “So what? You insult me all the time,” I pointed out defensively. He looked hurt for a moment, but recovered quickly, “Why are you defending him.” I sighed, “It doesn’t matter. Let’s just forget about it.” He looked at me with softer eyes after I said that. Like saying that made me fragile and in need of protection. He was about to speak when a football came flying at the back of his head. He let out a small string of curses. “Where the hell did he find a football?” Chace growled and I giggled. A/N: So you all met Jake. What did you think of him? Chapter before I go. Anyway tell me what you think about Jake/Chace. Comment, vote, and follow! Thanks!

I Think I Love My Brothers Best friend. -6- Chapter 6 Dress Like A Nun... Not Really. I Think I Love My Brother's Best Friend A/N: Please read chapters in order, chapter 1, than 2,3 & etc. Thanks for all the nice comments and likes! Almost a week passed by after Adam and Chace came home. Surprisingly I hadn’t seen much of Chace after that day in the pool. We were starting school tomorrow and I was extremely nervous about my new body. I felt completely different. In fact I was completely different. I had stopped letting people walk all over me and the thought of how people would reacted to that terrified me- ironically. Aaron sat on my bed and watched me change into about a thousand different outfits for the first day of school. He rolled his eyes after I modeled the cut off jean shorts and neon blue short sleeve shirt, “What’s the point of this? You’ll look fine in anything you wear.” “Fine?” I pouted. “Awesome, sexy, hot, stunning,” he grinned sarcastically, “Better?” I grumbled a ‘yeah’ under my breath and stripped down to find another outfit. It’s not like I really minded Aaron seeing me in my underwear. We’ve known each other since my first day on this earth, which was only five days after his first day. He’s like my brother… only less protective and slightly more sexual. “Might want to close the door,” Chace leaned into my room. “Ah!” I exclaimed and try to cover myself as Aaron threw a pillow at him to get him out. Chace deflected the pillow with his arm and laughed before closing the door himself. I grimaced. “When did you two get so close he’s allowed to see you half naked?” he asked suspiciously. “He’s not,” I growled honestly. He really was not allowed to see me in my underwear. Just because we kissed, or more realistically made out, didn’t mean he could just walk into my room and see me half naked… again. He raised an eyebrow, but decided not to pry anymore and motioned for me to hurry up and change into the next outfit with one hand. I shimmied into a white v-neck tucked into a tight, black skirt. I did a little twirl and he shook his head. “Adam’s not going to let you out like that.” “Ugh, he’s not my dad,” I stated with exasperation, “He can’t tell me what to wear.” He rolled his eyes, “Yeah, your real dad doesn’t care all that much. Just wear something that Adam won’t flip out about. Otherwise he’ll be hanging around you more than usual trying to scare the guys off.” I sighed and took of the t-shirt, “I have a feeling he’ll be doing that anyway because of the whole weight loss situation. He’s going to see how the guys react. No one at school really knows what I look like now. Excluding James and he has only given Adam more of a reason to freak out.” Aaron grinned, “So dress like a nun.” I laughed and threw the white t-shirt at him, “I still want to look good.” “Okay, so sexy school girl,” he beamed even more. I rolled my eyes, “You’re lucky Adam doesn’t kill you.” “I’d use Jake as a human shield,” he laughed. I forced a laugh, despite myself, and hope he didn’t notice. Of course being my best friend Aaron always noticed that sort of stuff. “You still really like him don’t you,” he said softly. “Yeah, but it’s not like I’m going to see him again. I’ll get over him eventually,” I sighed through my nose and began to dig through my clothes again, but nothing seemed to fit with what I was looking for in a ‘back to school’ outfit. “Adam would kill him. Hell I would, but I’m forbidden,” he mocked. “For a good reason,” I reminded, “I don’t want him to think I’m so pathetic that I’d send my best friend or big brother after him just because he broke my heart.” “That’s not pathetic.” “Whatever,” I narrowed my eyes at him, “It’s unnecessary.” I pulled out a pair of light faded denim super skinny jeans and a whitish lace design crop top, that showed a bit of my waist line. I slipped into the shirt and did that little dance one does when they put on skinny jeans. I pulled them up one leg then the next, jumped into them, wiggled, and then buttoned the jeans. “Huh?” I asked. “Hell yes,” he grinned. “Finally,” I beamed and changed into my pajamas after hanging up my outfit for tomorrow. I sat down pretzel style next to him on my bed. “You sleeping over tonight?” I asked. Aaron had a drawer in my room for his clothes, shampoo, a tooth brush and a razor in my bathroom. He practically lived at my house, not that I minded. On the other hand Chace being here all the time bothered me. Didn’t he have a #life outside of hanging out with my brother and confusing me? He nodded, “I don’t have my car though. Is it cool if we get a ride from Adam?” “I don’t know, let me ask,” I was at the door when he stopped me. “You’re in booty shorts,” he stated clearly referring to what he anticipated Adam’s reaction to be. “Yeah, but it’s just him, Chace, and us home. I doubt he’ll care,” I shrugged. Aaron gestured for me to go talk to him and I bounced out my door to Adam’s room across the hall. I knocked and he told me to come in. He was sitting on his bed with Chace on the floor. The two of them looked to be engrossed with the movie they had on television. Adam paused the movie to look at me. Chace glanced up at me too and became wide eyed. I looked back up at my brother with the sweetest smile I could muster up, “Do you mind giving Aaron and me a ride tomorrow?” “Why can’t he drive you guys?” Adam asked almost confused. I don’t think driving us bothered him as much as he was curious. “He’s staying over and his cars at his house,” I informed him. “Yeah, sure,” he nodded and pressed play. I walked back into my room and Aaron was in his red pajama pants half way under the covers of my bed. He never wore a shirt to bed. He claimed he had to be either shirtless or pants less so the obvious choice was the shirt. I crawled into bed with him and the two of us quickly fell asleep. A/N: I really like writing chapters between Aaron and Skye. I just think they're cute best friends. Comment, like, and follow!

I Think I Love My Brothers Best friend. -5- Chapter 5 Bro Code. I Think I Love My Brother's Best Friend A/N: As I said before,just if you haven't read this before, please read the chapters in order Chapter 1 than 2,3,4, and etc. which are all in my opuss's, thanks lovelies! Follow,like,comment! “Hey, Aaron?” I asked while we were sitting on my bed. “What’s up?” he asked while texting someone, probably Jen. I hesitated for a second as I tried to decide whether asking this was a good idea or not. I sucked it up and sighed, “Do ever kiss a girl and then… then just leave?” “Are we talking about Jake? Because he was horrible, just forget about him,” Aaron stopped to look up at me. “No,” I groaned internally; I knew I shouldn’t have brought it up, “I was wondering if guys did that a lot. Kiss a girl passionately and go.” He shrugged, “If there’s no chance for sex and we’re not in a relationship, maybe.” “Oh,” was all I could think of to say. I mentally slapped myself; I’m such a genius. “You still didn’t say why,” he waited with impatience clear in his voice even though he looked totally relax playing with his phone. I debated telling him the truth and decided it was just too dangerous. I loved Aaron with all my heart, but it was at times like this when I wished I had a girl to talk to. I accepted a long time ago that I’d never get to talk about bras- even though he knew my bra size, C- or my period, that never really bothered me, but I could’ve really used a girl at that moment. Sure, Aaron and I were pretty much friends with everyone, but none of them were close friends. He wasn’t even that close with his girlfriend. “No reason,” I mumbled, “What do you want to do tonight.” He bit his lip, “I already promised Jen I’d go out with her.” “Sorry, I forgot,” I blushed at my lack of caring for my friend’s relationship, “go have fun.” “You sure?” “Yeah,” I put on my best fake smile, “go. Tell Jen I said hi.” “Okay,” he grinned and left my room. I fell back onto my bed lost. What was I going to do? People kept leaving. Aaron to visit his girlfriend. Chace, who shouldn’t have been here at all. I hate his stupid, perfect, soft lips. The way he could make me moan without my permission. I so badly wanted to hate him. But I couldn’t hate him. I wanted his lips back on mine. I wanted to tangle my fingers in his hair. He shouldn’t have kissed me. Doesn’t he know Bro Code? You can’t just kiss your best friend’s little sister. Especially if your best friend happened to be Adam Barker. Even if you’re not his best friend you don’t just kiss his sister. I groaned and covered my face. I was making too big a deal about this. I decided to clear my mind by changing into my bathing suit and going out to tan. I grabbed my sunglasses and put them on. I fixed up the wrinkles in my red bikini and ran for the door. My bare feet touched the hot ground outside and I grinned to myself. “Hey, Skye!” Damien called and Tom dunked him under the water. I paused. I had no idea they were out here. I searched for Chace and when I didn’t see him I relaxed. I gave Damien a small wave when he resurfaced and then laid down on one of our pool chairs. I was comfortable and warm when I felt cold water sharp against my back. I shivered and flipped around on the chair. Chace was shooting water at me from a water gun. Chace winked at me and leaned in to whisper in my ear, “I love making you shiver.” His warm breath on my now cool neck would’ve accomplished that if I wasn’t so against letting him make me now. I froze up and he chuckled softly in my ear before walking away. I grimaced and walked up behind him. He was still dry, to my advantage, until I shoved him into the pool. The guys all laughed with me. Chace splashed up and spit water out of his mouth. He glared at me and then dropped the look as it was replaced with a sexy smirk. He swam to the edge of the pool were I stood. “You think you’re really funny, don’t you?” he asked rhetorically. “I’m pretty hilarious,” I smirked right back at him. He grinned. He took his arms and hit the back of my knees gently with it knocking me off my feet. I fell forward and he caught me before I could hit the ground and get scraped up- a big improvement from when we were younger and he’d let me fall. But quicker than he caught me he span around and threw me down into the water with him. We went over in a splash and white bubbles crowded around us. His arms constricted around me pushing me closer against his chest. My leg wrapped around his waist and I prayed the bubbles were still covering us. He pulled us back up. Once my head broke the surface of the water and I could breathe again I seemed to snap out of it. I detangled myself from him and we broke apart. I pulled away from him and stood up. I hadn’t realized I had been breathing heavy until Ryan pointed it out. “I think you kept her under too long, Chace,” Ryan put an arm around me and laughed, “You need some CPR?” Chace glared at us and Adam came up from behind us. He pushed Ryan over with one light shove of his hand to his face. He threw an arm around me and frowned down at were Ryan was coming back up. His brown hair dripping wet and his golden brown eyes almost hidden by it. “Hands off,” Adam warned. Ryan laughed, “Chace’s hands weren’t off.” I blushed. They had noticed that? I was so sure they couldn’t see us. That was so embarrassing. Adam rolled his eyes, “Chace and Skye’s touches are as sexual as hospitals.” Doctors I thought immediately and Chace mirrored my thoughts. “Nurses,” he winked and gave me a sexy smirk which was promptly ignored by Adam and glared at by the others. I felt my whole body go warm in the cool pool water. I hated the way he could make me feel. It was like all I wanted to do was kiss him, but I loathed him. I watched the sun begin to set and decided that’d be my queue to leave. I swam to the ladder and climbed out. Once I had found my towel I dried off. “See you guys latter,” I said with a smile after I wrapped the towel around me. I walked into my house and grabbed a bottle of water from my kitchen before heading upstairs to my room. My legs felt weak for some unknown reason. All I wanted to do was sleep so once I was out of my wet bathing suit and into my pajamas I laid down onto my bed. I closed my eyes and waited for sleep to come, but it never did. It was going to be a long night. A/N: This was a quick chapter before I went out. Anyway, comment, like, and follow! #love

I Think I Love My Brothers Best friend. -4- Chapter 4 Apologize. I Think I Love My Brother's Best Friend A/N: Please make sure to read the other chapters and not to skip like chapter 1 or anything. Go in order from chapter 1 to chapter 2,3,4 and etc they're in my opuss's, thanks! “What about this?” I asked spinning around in the dressing room to get Aaron’s opinion on the jeans I was sporting. They were light blue, which faded to white, with rips and I’d practically fallen in love with them. They showed off my legs perfectly and I had a feeling I’d get away with them even though Adam wouldn’t like them. Aaron slapped my ass from his laying down position on the dressing room bench, “Looking hot.” I laughed, “Perfect. Now I just need to find some shirts.” He rolled his eyes, “Are we going to have to get shoes too?” “Just one pair,” I pleaded. “Fine, but I’m not being your pack mule,” he warned however we both knew he’d carry some of my bags. “Thank you,” I exclaimed and kissed his cheek, “such a lovely best friend.” “I’m the bestest, best friend ever,” he smiled jokingly. I giggled and we left the dressing room to be greeted rudely by a store employee. “That’s the girl’s dressing room,” she hissed and glared at Aaron, “You can’t be in there.” “I wasn’t in there,” he responded calmly. “Yes, you were,” she said most hesitantly. “These are not the droids you’re looking for,” he #quoted Star Wars and I almost died trying not to laugh. “Uh, um, okay,” the women blinked, “I’m so sorry.” “No problem,” he grinned and we walked away. Once we were at a safe distance I burst out laughing, “I can’t believe that worked!” “What can I say,” he shrugged, “I’m smooth with the ladies.” “Oh yeah, you’re a real player,” I grinned amused. “You know it,” he beamed. “Oh, let’s check that store out,” I grinned, dragging Aaron towards it with me. I spend an hour picking out shirts, much to Aaron’s annoyance. In the end I found tons of shirts that looked awesome. We left with my bags in our hands and walked to the Vans store. It wasn’t too hard to pick out shoes. I got a pair of dark purple Vans and we went back to my house. I threw the bags on my bed and met Aaron downstairs in my basement. “Hey,” I beamed. “Hey,” he smiled and threw me a game controller. We began shooting each other. I had the lead after two hours of playing Call Of Duty. And then my brother’s friends came down. “Hey, Aaron,” one said and they all nodded in his direction. “Hey,” he addressed them without taking his eyes of the television because he was about to be creamed by a girl. I got in the last head shot before the game was over and I officially won. “Yes!” I jumped up and did a tiny victory dance, “In your face!” “Calm down,” he rolled his eyes, “It’s just one game, Skye.” I heard someone choke on their drink and turned around to see my brother’s friend, Damien. He was cute. He had black hair and blue eyes. He had a nice body and he was really sweet, he just wasn’t my type. He looked red in the face until he could manage to shallow his drink again. He waited a few seconds before he stuttered out, “Sk-Skye?” “Hi,” I greeted them brightly preparing to get back to my gloating. “What did you do this summer?” Tom inquired interest clear in his brown eyes as he shook his blonde hair. “Fat camp,” Chace said aggressively. “Shut up, Chace,” I hissed and he continued to glare at me. “Well, whatever you did, it worked,” Tom grinned. “Thanks,” I beamed. Chace rolled his eyes. What was his problem? “What’s up?” Adam asked coming downstairs. “We’re talking about how Skye went to fat camp,” Chace smirked. I cross my arms and stomped upstairs. I heard the guys whispering before I shut the door. I ran into my room. Soon enough he had found me on my bed playing with the sleeves of my shirt. “Go away,” I snapped. “Listen Skye,” he came closer to me. I stood up and walked away from him towards my closet, “Get out!” “Skye,” he took another step closer and I stepped back. “No.” “Just listen to me,” another step forward. “No.” I stepped back. “Seriously,” another step. “Go away,” I stepped back and hit my closet’s closed door. “Skye,” he trapped me against the wall by placing his hands on both sides of my head. His body was almost against me and I felt my heart race. I prayed he couldn’t feel it too. “No.” “Just listen to me,” he commanded and I shut up immediately, “I’m sorry.” We remained silent. He’d never apologized to me before. We just stared into each other’s eyes and I felt him press himself against me a little harder. I could feel his warm breath against my neck. Goose bumps began to rise and then my breathing hitched all together when I saw him lean into me. His lips barely touched mine. It was more of a brush. His lips grazed mine for a second. Then he pulled back to judge my reaction. He seemed to be searching my wide eyes. Then he looked down at my slightly parted lips and smashed his lips down onto mine roughly. He licked my lower lip for entrance. Before I made the conscious decision my mouth opened itself and I felt his tongue play perfectly with mine. He slowly moved away from my mouth to my jaw and placed gentle kisses all along the way. I moaned and blushed slightly when I felt him smirk against my skin. He then moved to my neck. He sucked gently on my collarbone until it had a purple mark left on it. He pulled away and then came back to kissed me. I twined my fingers into his hair pulling my chest harder on his. I put all I had it that kiss and that time I heard him moan. I laughed lightly when we broke a part. “Skye,” Adam called. “Oh shit,” Chace whispered. I got off my closet door and pushed him into my closet. I walked out the door to meet my brother. “What’s up?” I asked causally. “Have you seen Chace? He came up to apologize to you half an hour ago.” That had been half an hour? I thought shocked. I shook my head, “He apologized and then left.” “Okay,” he nodded and was about to walk away when his eyes widened, “What’s that?” he pointed to my collar bone. Shit. “It… happened last night at the party,” I stuttered. “Who did that to you?” he asked trying to remain calm. I winced trying to think of a name. The only one that came to mind was James. At least no one innocent would get hurt. “James,” I blurted out. “He’s so dead,” Adam growled. “It’s fine,” I assured him. “No, it’s not,” he snapped, but then softened up, “it’s like he’s marking his territory. And you are not his territory.” I had to fight back a smile at the idea of Chace marking me as his territory. If I smiled at that my brother would’ve thought I was smiling at James and then probably would’ve put his fist through the wall. “Bye, Adam,” I said warning him to calm himself. “Whatever,” he grumbled and walked away. I shut the door to my room and turned around to see Chace with his hands on both sides of the door, locking me in. His eyes dug into mine. We were silent for too long before he sighed and stepped away. “Later, Skye,” he walked out my door. Wait, what just happened? I thought. A/N: So what are you all thinking of Chace now? I couldn't update yesterday so I had to give you guys something. Besides I love writing parts between Aaron and Skye. They're so cute together. As best friends, I mean.

I Think I Love My Brothers Best friend. -3- Chapter 3 A Fresh Start. I Think I Love My Brother's Best Friend My eyes slowly opened and I yawned. I flipped onto my other side and saw a person lying there. “Ahh!” I screamed and kicked them off the bed. I heard laughing from the corner of my room as a mannequin rolled onto my floor. Chace emerged from my closet with a video camera. “Ha, that’s totally going to go viral,” he said with his famous smirk, “I was wondering how long it would take you to wake up.” “So you were just sitting in my closet videotaping me sleep,” I snapped, “Pervert.” “Not all night,” he shrugged and then winked, “I had other ladies to attend to.” I looked him square in the eyes, not amused, “Get out of my room.” His smirk reappeared, “Yeah, I’ve got to go put this on Youtube anyway.” “No!” I exclaimed. “Try and stop me,” he teased. “Give me the camera!” I yelled as I jumped out of my bed. He only held the camera above his head and stared at me wide eyed. “Give it to me!” I jumped up and down. He only held it higher. I got a lot closer to him, almost enough that we were against each other, and began jumping. I held onto his strong forearm to steady my jumps. Yet I still couldn’t get the camera. “Chace,” I whinnied and jumped one more time before stepping away. “No,” he said stubbornly. I then got a bright idea. “I’ll go tell Adam.” “You sure you want to do it dressed like that?” he snickered. Being the light weight drinker I am two beers could do some damage on me. I had forgotten about him splashing me last night and saving me. But more importantly I forgot I was only wearing a bra and underwear. I sucked in air and tried to cover my blushing chest. My narrowed my eyes at him, “Get out!” He smirked again, “You still never thanked me for saving you from James.” I ran to my closet and pulled out a random shirt and shorts before I continued talking with him. The shirt happened to be a little low cut and slightly see through, but it was better than him seeing me in my bra. The shorts I was sporting were pretty short too, but I was too mad at him to care. Besides, almost anything was better than underwear. “I think you’ve undone all the good you’d done last night,” I growled. He grimaced for a second but regained his usual, sexy smirk. Did I just say sexy? He was not sexy. Okay made his wash board abs were attractive. Of course his hair was gorgeous and the summer tan didn’t hurt. But he’s not sexy! I gritted my teeth, “Give me the camera.” “Never,” he protested as he turned to leave. Frustration flared inside me and I ran after him. I jumped onto his back. My chest pressed onto his muscular, warm back. My upper arms rested on his shoulder as I stretched to get the camera he held out in front of him. My legs wrapped around his waist so I was straddling his back. I smiled a little at the thought before I remember it was Chace I was straddling. He ran through the door of my room into the hall, knocking into things as we passed because he had been trying to avoid me clutching the camera as he walked. He managed to get down the stairs with me on his back and into the kitchen. “Give it to me!” I screamed. He sighed dramatically, “I’m really not in the mood to have sex right now, Skye.” “Jerk,” I snapped and kicked his side. I could almost sense him rolled his eyes as he gripped one of my legs so I couldn’t jumped off when he put the camera down. Then he flipped me onto his shoulder into an effortless fireman’s carry; as if I weighed 2 pounds not... well I'm not going to tell you that. I punched his back repeatedly as he searched for breakfast, still carrying me on his shoulder once he found an apple. My punching didn’t even make him flinch. Stupid, sexy, strong Chace. “What’s going on?” my brother grumbled, still dressed in pajamas as he walked in, “It’s nine am.” Nine am? The idiot woke me up at nine am? “Give me the camera!” I screamed again and kicked his stomach. He chuckled. I rolled my eyes. Could he be anymore cocky? Adam laughed, “I’d put her down, Chace. If that kick goes half a foot lower it might actually hurt.” I felt him tense up, shudder, and then place me down immediately. “Thank you,” I said stiffly. I almost missed the heat of his body. The way his back felt against my chest… Oh my God, what is wrong with me? I thought. THis was Chace I was thinking about. Chace took a step closer to me and looked directly into my eyes. Or at least I thought he was until he fixed my messy hair. He smoothed it out until he couldn’t do it anymore. He took a step back, shrugged, and walked to the garbage to throw out his apple core. What is going on? I thought desperately. This wasn’t Chace. He’s going to prank me worse than ever, I just knew it. I remembered when I was nine and he fixed the water fountain so it would spray on the front of my pants. I had to walk around all day in school being called pee-pee pants. When I was ten he cut off a chunk of my hair before class photos. At eleven he hid all my clothes when we were at camp I had to borrow things way out of my size range and wear my same clothes over again for a week and a half. Last year he made my crush ask me out and then break up with me in front of everyone in school. And those are just the highlights. He’s done much more. He’s done much worse. And I knew he’d be doing much more yet to come. I never understood what I did to deserve those things. I had always been nice to Chace until he’s pranks got the best of me and that had taken a while. To this day I still wonder what I did. I hadn’t had it in me to ever ask Adam and Chance would just mock me if I asked him. “Adam, I’m going to the mall with Aaron today to get some clothes for school,” I informed my brother. He nodded uncaringly as he searched for a bowl for his cereal. I sighed and went to take a shower knowing he’d be here soon. I showered quickly and changed into a tight black t-shirt and cutoff jeans. I brushed out my hair and ran a blow dryer through it before doing my makeup. I kept it light. There was no need to pile it on at ten am. Just as I finished putting in my earrings Vegas by All Time Low came blasting out of my phone. That was Aaron’s ring tone. I didn’t even answer it. I just shoved the phone into my bag grabbed my credit card and ran downstairs to slip on my Vans. I heard a low whistle come from behind me and turned around. Chace winked at me with a bright smirk plastered onto his face. I grimaced. “Bye Adam,” I called completely ignoring Chace’s idiotic behavior and headed out the door to Aaron’s car. “Back to school shopping?” he asked with an eyebrow raised once I was buckled and he had pulled out. I shrugged, “Everything’s too big on me now. I have about four outfits.” “Well, I think it’s a good idea,” he turned right, “after everything that’s happened this summer a fresh start would be good for you.” I felt tears prick into my eyes when he mentioned my ex-boyfriend- if you could call him that. It only took me a month and a half to fall for him before he took my virginity and broke my heart. I tried not to think about Jake anymore, but the wound was still fresh. But as long as Adam didn’t find out things couldn’t get any worse. “Yeah,” I sighed when he pulled into the mall parking lot and we got out. “I’m sorry,” he said as we walk into the main entrance, “I didn’t mean to bum you out.” “No,” I shook my head and put on a fake smile, “it’s fine. Let’s get some new clothes.” Being my best friend, he clearly knew I was lying. But he also knew it wouldn’t help any to bring up the truth and that’s why I loved Aaron. “Come on,” he slung an arm over my shoulder with a smile, “I’ll buy you a milk shake.” A/N: Ohhh the 1st mention of Jake. Tell me what you think of him. Comment, like, and follow.