My Stepbrother - Too hot to handle

Dabby:Not that I wanted to be like my mother or anything, but I just desired to be a little similar to her. The cool aura, sexy body, riveting smile, and every charm she possessed. She could make anyone love her, and she always got whatever she wanted, so far she put her mind to it.Joanna Sanders was hot. She was like a magnet. And no one would ever believe that she was my Mum, because I was totally different from her. I was Dabby Sanders. The car that was assigned to pick me up on the last day of the first session in grade twelve drove through the gate, and all my nerdy eyes could catch was the beautiful sight of the guy, that would make every girl in school swoon together with his crew. He was really hot, handsome, charming, and every good thing one can think of, but he was not just the typical cold and gentle guy. Damien Anderson wasn't the usual mind-blowing guy you know that was like the ones you would imagine, but he was one of the most popular in high school and kind o

Dabby: Despite my heightened awareness of the situation, no one else seemed to notice that something was amiss. I was the only one obsessing over every detail of everything around me, and no one else seemed to care or be aware of what was going on with me. 'Would they even care? Of course, not. How could they know? It was a word never to come out to anyone.'During the first class, I found it difficult to concentrate due to Damien's threatening words echoing in my mind. He had never spoken to me before ever since we have been in school together, and our newfound relationship was anything but friendly.I struggled to take notes and keep up with the lecture, because my whole mind in disarray. Skipping breakfast for the first time in a while only made things worse, as my stomach growled with hunger and pain. It was as though the juice I drank made everything worse.I usually avoided lunch most of the time to steer clear of any potential conflicts, with the various cliques of students t

Dabby:I tried texting Mason for about two days, but he had not been checking his messages. Knowing that he would still end up checking them later, I didn't want to pressure him unnecessarily about replying or anything. He was like the only friend I had, and there was no way I would lose that by being too clingy. The setting at home was still the same, and my mornings ended up with being dropped miles away from the bus stop. I guess having a rich step daddy was better than I thought, because he sent money into my bank account, which was more than I had ever received as keep-money. So, regardless of how Damien avoided me like a plague or acted, I didn't feel so bad. The trauma of being poured sauce still stuck to me for days, so I made sure to avoid being in the same space with Madison or going for lunch. We were in the same class and it really sucked, because others also wanted to take advantage of how she acted to mess up with me. Damien and his friends were not in our own class

Damien I was pissed when I noticed that I was talking to Dabby, and she got distracted by a message notification from her phone. I knew I had overreacted with how stressed I was from tending to her the previous day, but I was mostly because of the plans of vacation I heard my dad discuss with her mum. If it was in the past that I knew that Dad was traveling, I would have been happy because it was a great avenue to have my freedom to myself. But having to remain in the same house with a clumsy girl for days, where I would want to host a party and enjoy my space stuff is the worst. I could never allow anyone to know or find out that we had become step siblings. Especially from school. Without even allowing me to say any further, she opened the door to the car and alighted like she had been waiting for that. And off she ran like a flash of light without even looking back. I wondered why she was really dumb. I was used to seeing most ladies rebel whenever they didn't like some

Damien:Almost immediately, the doorbell rang and I pretended to not know who was there, as I opened the door nonchalantly and looked at them in the usual way. They were carrying a lot of things with them for the party. "Why were you running? We called you but you seemed to be in a rush," Xavier said with a doubtful look on his face, as they all made their way in one after the other. Madison gave me a tight hug immediately and tried to kiss me on the lips, but I evaded it instantly by just patting her hair. "Had something really important to check," I lied, and I almost snarled at myself. I didn't want to also be a snob to my friends like the figure I represented to others, but I definitely could not look like a joke either. "This place smells like baked cake or something. I thought you said your dad traveled already," Madison pointed out, and ran to the kitchen where the smell was coming from to check immediately. I wanted to yank her by the hair real hard, and drag her back to w