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Dear Stepbrother, I Want You Forty Four
If there’s one thing I’ve learned about Finn Anderson, it’s that he doesn’t ask. He declares. He takes what he wants. It makes me wonder if guys with faces like that don't ask. They simply demand. Or it's only a thing that happens when you're in the school soccer team.Which explains why, halfway through Friday morning, second period calculus class I got a text that read:Finn: Movie tonight. You in?I was puzzled when I saw the text. This guy sure has some guts. Do you want to go? Are you busy? Just… Movie. Tonight.Well, he has the decency to ask if I'm in. Meaning he's leaving it open for me to decide if I want to do it or not. However that is not a genuine excuse for just shooting me a random text about some date. Isn't he supposed to be in a class? Speaking of class. I looked up and caught the face of Mr Tyrell. The calculus teacher was staring back at me. Shit. He had just caught me with my phone.“Ms. McConnell, if you don't mind, see me after the class.”Double shits. What d
Dear Stepbrother, I Want You Forty Three
“Gennie” my best friend’s voice yells ecstatically down the line. I had just gotten home. We haven't had time to catch up all week and she postponed the trip to Target once again. She didn't need the clothes until Friday night after all. Her tone is so high and so sharp that I removed the phone from my ear and glared at it. I rolled my eyes even though she couldn't see me.“What the hell have you been doing with Finn Anderson?” she says in the same high pitched voice.“I know, I know.” I heaved a sign and sank further into my bed, pulling the teddy bear against my chest as I grin from ear to ear. “Where have I been when all this is happening?” She asked.“Lurking somewhere with Liam.” I chirped in. “I haven't spoken to my best friend all week!” Lexi states. There’s a hint of disappointment and irritation in her voice and to be honest I can't blame her also. I've summersaulted into a war with my stepbrother and a prospective boyfriend. “I missed you, how did today go?“Good. I th
Dear Stepbrother, I Want You Forty Two
We walked away from the parking lot, circled round the field and ended up on the far side of the field, away from staring eyes and the group of cheer leaders on the field. Finn takes longer strides while I move to keep up. He has his hand in his pockets. I wonder why guys do that. I noticed girls blushing sheepishly as we passed them. They didn't even try to be subtle about it. We ended up on the bleachers behind the football field. It's more enclosed. I liked it better. I remembered the last time I was here. Finn had invited me and made me wear his number. I will always remember the look on Ryder’s face when he saw me. I've never seen him that angry before. I wish I have the nerve to do something that will rile him up that way again. Give him a taste of his own medicine.“So.” He glanced sideways at me. “What’d I miss?” He says it casually, keeping an intense gaze at me. I felt seen. Oh boy. This guy can stare. I will get lost in his gaze if I'm not careful. “Nothing,” I said qui
Dear Stepbrother, I Want You Forty One
“Genie.”“Finn?” My voice cracked, and I hated it. “What are you—what are you doing here?”I know that voice. It shouldn’t have knocked the breath out of me, but it did. That voice. I can tell a smirk is already tugging at his lips before I’d even fully turned.Finn Anderson. The guy I kissed last Friday. At Kyle's party. The only person that made me forget about Ryder Saint for one time. I spun around, and yep there he was. Just I had known. Finn Anderson.He leaned casually against the hood of some sleek black car, a smirk dancing on his lips, messy blonde hair falling into his blue eyes. His hands are shoved into his pocket like he's on a style mission. He looked… hot. Kissable. He had some bruises on his lips. It must have been from the fight last week. Courtesy of my dear Step brother. Seeing him like that makes me feel bad. I haven't even thought about him since then. I was busy with the thoughts of Ryder plus family drama that somehow escaped my mind. Meanwhile, this isn't
Dear Stepbrother, I Want You Fourty
Monday mornings were already hell, but this one felt like it's the highlight. Like the ruler of the universe woke up and said “Let’s make Genie life a bigger mess.” I like school, trust me but for some awkward reason I don't want to show up at school. I might spoil my perfect attendance record. I don't care about what I say to myself even if I could hear the blue being it. Monday means I'm going to face the kids in school and the news about being stepsisters with Ryder. It's hard enough getting them to stop tormenting me. My alarm goes off. 6am.Shit. I reluctantly got out of bed, pulled off my pajamas and wrapped a towel around myself. Yesterday mom came back late, she said her session took longer than expected. James came home before then and made dinner. I was still filled from the waffles Xander made so I didn't eat. I stored the leftovers in the fridge and kept mom’s in the microwave. I know Ryder wouldn't touch a thing his father cooked. I didn't know when Ryder came in last
Dear Stepbrother, I Want You Thirty Nine
GENIE POV"Doesn't change us,”Maybe there's a little hope somewhere for us. The words linger around us longer than they should.“Doesn't change us.” Our parents getting married and we sharing a step-sibling doesn't really change anything about us. I want to believe in it, I really do but I'd only be a fool to do that. It was the kind of promise that could either save me or ruin me, depending on how much I chose to believe in it. This is a crossroad. I either choose the happiness of my mom or I pursue mine with Ryder. The look on Ryder's face tells me he's so sure. Ryder had this way of sounding so sure. He believes we can work it out. In secret or we tell our parents. With a family name like Saint, I'm not sure how the whole neighborhood would receive it. I leaned against my doorframe, my head raised up. The chandelier was all I could stare at. I watched as the light changed colours at intervals. The hallway was quiet, none of us saying anything.For a second, I let myself imagine
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