
Introduction
Only thing she knows for sure is she loves Being Their's!
Chapter 1
“Hey Ryder, what time are you leaving for school?” I ask when I find him in the kitchen eating cereal.
Ryder looks at me with his brows furrowed. “Why does it matter what time I plan to leave?”
“Umm because I am riding with you. Why else would I be asking?” I say annoyed with his dumb question.
Ryder smirks. “Well, I am leaving at seven thirty, but the bus will be here in about ten minutes. So, I suggest you get your ass down to the bus stop. Don’t want to be late on your first day at a new school.”
“The bus? Your dad told you to drive me.” I say in disbelief.
“My dad’s not here, I only agreed so I didn’t have to hear him bitch. I got to pick up my girlfriend, and I can’t have you cock blocking me.” Ryder says finishing his cereal.
I stare at him in disbelief. I should have known he was going to be a fucking prick when his dad was gone. He’s been a dick since the first day I met him.
“Off you go.” He says waving a dismissive hand towards the door.
Scoffing I grab my backpack and head for the door. “Fucking prick.” I say quietly before slamming the door behind me.
The wind slaps me in the face the second I close the door causing me to shiver. Shit it’s kind of chilly I wish I would have grabbed a hoodie or something. I am not going back in there with that asshole though.
Looking around for a second, I see some other kids standing at the end of the street, that must be where the bus stop is. Pulling my thin long sleeve shirt down over my hands I walk towards the other kids at the end of the street.
This is a nice neighborhood all the houses are at least two stories, yards are clean and mowed to perfection, the houses are all perfectly painted as if they are repainted every year. I have only been here for two days, so I haven’t really had time to explore.
The gate in the yard next to my house opens and a gorgeous tall blonde-haired boy walks out. He has to be at least six foot three and if I had to guess I’d say he’s probably a senior like me. After closing his gate his head lifts and our eyes meet. He has the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen on a man.
“Hey.” He says in a deep voice showing me the most beautiful smile.
I smile shyly. “Hey.”
“I’m Logan. You are Ryder’s new stepsister, right?” He asks as he starts walking beside me.
“Unfortunately.” I say with a small laugh. “How did you know that though?”
“Small town.” He says with a laugh. “So why aren’t you riding to school with him?”
I turn my head with narrowed eyes to look at him. “Cause he’s a dick. He didn’t want me cock blocking him. His words not mine.”
Logan laughs. “I wasn’t going to say anything but since you said it first, yeah he is a dick.”
“Lucky me, we get to live in the same house.” I say sarcastically.
“I thought it was bad living next to him. I would hate to live with him.” Logan says smiling.
“Hey guys.” Logan says to the other teenagers at the bus stop when we get down there. Two younger girls blush and wave at him. If I had to guess I would say they are maybe sophomores.
A couple minutes later the bus pulls up in front of us. The two younger girls get on the bus first, and I motion for Logan to go next but he gives me a small push with his hand on my lower back, and I reluctantly get on the bus before him.
The bus is full of curious kids staring at me, probably all wondering who the hell I am. I know that’s what I would be wondering. Looking around I try to find an empty seat. Logan leans in and whispers “go to the back you can sit with me.”
I nod my head and walk to the very back. There are four other guys sitting back there, all of them are gorgeous, not as gorgeous as Logan but pretty good looking, nonetheless. I can feel their eyes on me as I take the empty seat at the back sitting by the window, Logan sits beside me taking the aisle seat.
“Sup guys.” Logan says bumping fists and shaking hands with each guy. They all nod and say their own greetings, never taking their eyes off me.
A tan guy sitting in the seat next to us with gorgeous brown eyes and shaggy black hair smiles at me and nods to Logan. “Is this Ryder’s new sister?”
“Stepsister.” I chime in rolling my eyes.
Logan laughs. “She’s not a fan of Ryder either. This is-.” Logan pauses and turns to me with an apologetic smile. “You never actually told me your name.”
I smile. “I’m Lilliana most people call me Lilly though.”
Logan smiles at me. “Lilly, I like that. This is Brandon he says pointing to the guy sitting in the seat next to us with the brown eyes and black hair. That’s Aaron he says pointing to the guy sitting beside Brandon, everyone calls him A-Rod. Aaron smiled flashing bright white teeth. He is good looking athletic build, red hair, green eyes, and a few freckles sprinkled across his cheeks. This is Harrison he says pointing to an equally attractive blonde guy with blue eyes and tan skin. Last but not least this is Calvin he says pointing to a gorgeous black guy with dark chocolate colored skin and gorgeous light brown eyes.
“Nice to meet you guys.” I say smiling at all of them.
“So how do you like living with Ryder?” Harrison asks with a slight bit of sarcasm laced into his tone.
I scoff. “I’m riding the bus and he has a fancy ass car. What do you think?”
Harrison laughs. “He’s a prick, but I figured since you are so hot he would have at least been nice to you.”
I feel heat spread up my neck and onto my face. He thinks I’m hot? Logan laughs, “Real subtle dude.”
Harrison shrugs. “What? She’s hot. Don’t act like you haven’t noticed.”
Logan nods his head in agreement, and I feel my blush deepen. “Just because I think it doesn’t mean I need to say it.”
Brandon, Calvin, and Aaron laugh but also nod their heads in agreement. What the hell is going on? There is no way they all think I’m hot. This town must have some ugly women if they all think I’m hot.
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