Todos los capítulos de Everyone Thinks I'm Thirsting Over My Own Brother: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

My older brother, Cody Ferrer, took my dad's last name, whereas I, Rachel Sparks, took my mom's. Nobody at school knew this. It wasn't because our family situation was complicated, but simply because on my very first day of school, Cody had cornered me at the front gates and laid down the law."You're not allowed to tell anyone I'm your brother.""Why?" I asked."It's bad for my image.""You have an image?"We promptly got into a fight right then and there. And from that day on, we've acted like complete strangers at school.As for bringing him food, getting him water, and copying notes for him… Mom had forced me to do every single one of them. She said high school seniors had it rough, and I, as his little sister, should take good care of him.And every time I "took care" of him, I'd get paid three dollars. There was even a perfect-attendance bonus if I didn't skip a day. So, for the cash, I sucked it up and put up with it.But now Amber Belknap wanted me to take a leave of ab

The next day was the school anniversary celebration.The second I walked onto campus that morning, I could feel eyes following me from every direction—some were pitiful, while others were contemptuous. Some even clutched their backpacks tighter when they saw me, as if I wasn't just stealing guys' underwear but also stealing stationery on the side, too.I found out why soon enough.Amber had posted the underwear photo on the campus forum. On top of that, she had also posted photos of me leaving the Ferrers' house in the morning, getting into a car wearing Cody's jacket, and entering his bedroom in the middle of the night.She'd thoughtfully put all the photos in a nine-picture grid and captioned it, "From bringing him breakfast to sneaking into his bedroom at night… just how pathetic can a stalker get?"The comments section was a gold mine.Some suggested Cody check his bedroom for hidden cameras. Some suspected I was secretly collecting his hair. And others claimed that I was try

The auditorium went dead silent except for the faint hum of static coming through the speakers.There wasn't even time for the coy look on Amber's face to fade before it froze into something that was ripe to be memed.Matt was the first to react. "That's impossible. You two don't even have the same last name."Cody shot him a glance. "I took our dad's last name, and she took our mom's. Is that against the law?"Matt opened his mouth, but no words came out even after a long pause.By then, people in the audience were already frantically scrolling through old posts on the campus forum."No wonder Rachel could get into Cody's house.""No wonder she had his house keys and debit card.""So that underwear really was her brother's?""Oh my god. What on earth did we just witness?"Holding the microphone, I helpfully chimed in, "100% pure cotton boxers. Three-pack for 15 dollars. Free shipping."Cody's face went dark."Rachel, shut up.""Oh."Guess he thought I wasn't being detail

The post never actually went live, but screenshots of it had already spread through the entire grade's group chats.Half an hour later, Amber's mother, Mrs. Belknap, arrived at school. The moment she rushed in, she pulled Amber into a hug before turning to me."You're the one bullying Amber?" she demanded.I looked down at myself. My clothes were dirty, and my arms were scratched up with splinters. My phone, debit card, and house keys were all still missing.Amber, meanwhile, was dressed in a pristine gown with her hair perfectly in place. Apparently, figuring out who had bullied whom required excellent eyesight.Ms. Wayland quickly explained the situation. After hearing the whole story, not only did Mrs. Belknap not blame Amber, but she also frowned at Cody."Amber was always under the impression that you two weren't related. Since you knew she had feelings for you, why didn't you clarify things sooner?"Cody was dumbfounded. "How many sentences have I even spoken to her?"Amb

I listened to the recording three times.The first time, I was shocked. The second time, I was confused. By the third time, I was almost impressed. Because every single word in it had really come from my mouth. The thing was, they weren't spoken on the same day or in the same context."If Amber doesn't" was pulled from yesterday's meeting, "drop out of school" came from when I was trying to convince my deskmate not to quit our school's chess club, and "I'll make sure her reputation is completely ruined" was cobbled together from fragments of phrases I encountered while reading a passage aloud in literature class.The sheer amount of work the editor had put in was mind-boggling. To hate me to this extent took a truly terrifying level of dedication.After the recording was posted, public opinion swayed again.Amber also posted a photo from the hospital showing her wrist wrapped in gauze. She claimed she'd been subjected to cyberbullying and was now too scared to set foot on campus.