Inspirational quote: When people tell me "you're gonna regret that in the morning", I sleep in until noon because I'm a problem solver.

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Kieran, Vanessa and Clyde were still arguing for a long time because Kieran still wouldn't believe Clyde that Vanessa was his sister.

"I still need proof that you guys are related," Kieran told them, making both of them groan.

"What proof have you got?" Clyde wondered, looking at Vanessa. Both of the boys were looking at her now.

Vanessa rolled her eyes towards both of them as she dropped her bag and got her English book out.

She didn't actually open the English book. She just shoved it in Kieran's face, showing him her name, then surname.

And while he was at it, Kieran glanced down at the book intently.

Such beautiful handwriting.

Kieran had beautiful handwriting, but it was nowhere near as neat as Vanessa's, nope... not one bit.

But that wasn't important right now. He was mainly focused on Vanessa's surname.

Sterling.

Same as Clyde's, although how did Kieran know that it wasn't just a lucky coincidence that the two had the same surname?

"I still don't believe you guys," Kieran told Vanessa mainly, handing her back the English book.

"But we've got the same surname!" Clyde and Vanessa echoed back at Kieran simultaneously.

"That doesn't necessarily mean that you guys are related! See, I've got the same surname as a hundred other people here, but we're not related. My point proven? You guys don't have any proof."

Clyde became annoyed immediately. So as a result of his annoyance, he brought out some sort of journal from his bag and sort of shoved it at Kieran's heart.

Realising that she had had enough by now, Vanessa left the scene.

"What's this?" Kieran questioned, staring at Clyde quizzically.

"Family journal," Clyde whispered back. "You should read it. Look at the pictures even."

So Kieran did, he opened the first page where Vanessa must have neatly written "Our family :)" because Clyde's handwriting was definitely not that nice to look at.

Clyde was right. Vanessa was really his sister. Kieran knew this by staring down at the photo. They might have looked young, but Vanessa was still the same: still meticulously gorgeous, still Kieran's girlfriend.

Things weren't complicated between them. They were together. Kieran just said that things were complicated between them as he didn't want Clyde asking a lot of questions.

"Okay. I believe you," Kieran mumbled back eventually, handing Clyde the blue journal back. "I just don't understand."

"You just don't understand what?" Clyde repeated, giving Kieran a fixed stare.

"How you two are brother and sister," Kieran explained. "I mean, Vanessa's all like 'damn, she's so hot, that if she walked past any building the building would instantly get set on fire' whilst you're like 'oh look. It's Clyde. Look at his face. I'm bored'-"

Clyde grunted, not replying, and once he brought back to memory what Kieran had said about him he shot Kieran a really dirty look.

"No offence..." Kieran added hastily, once he realised that Clyde was still shooting him a look of death.

"None taken," Clyde lied through gritted teeth.

None of them had said anything afterwards, but then Kieran realised something else.

"Hang on," he trailed off dramatically. "You know the day in February where Justin and Kendrick were kind of torturing us at the place in front of the ice hockey rink..."

Clyde nodded slowly, confused on what Kieran was about to say next.

"Yeah..... What about it?" He enquired, raising an eyebrow at Kieran.

"Justin said that Vanessa was his step cousin. So does that mean that you two-"

"Yes, we're also unfortunately step cousins, believe it or not," Clyde interrupted halfway.

Kieran was about to faint but didn't, because just then Vanessa came back, claiming that she had forgotten something.

"I forgot my scrapbook which you took away," she muttered to Clyde and walked away with it, after kissing Kieran on the cheek.

Whilst Vanessa had walked away, that was when Clyde began to make throwing up noises and when he did that, Kieran then turned to stare at him blankly.

"Are you feeling okay?" Kieran wanted to know.

Clyde stopped pretending to gag then looked up at him.

"Huh? What? Yeah, I'm fine. It's just, you two...."

Kieran, who seemed to be a bit agitated by now, sighed.

"What about us two?" Kieran wanted to know, continuously tapping his watch. "And hurry up. I said I won't speak to you again. We seem to be doing the complete opposite of that right now."

Clyde didn't know how to put what he was about to say next into actual words.

However, he did know how to put it, to an extent. He just didn't know how to say it without Kieran becoming mad or thinking he was jealous or something ludicrous.

"About that. There seems to be another secret about Vanessa that I haven't really told you about yet."

Clyde's prediction on how Kieran was going to react was way above 'wrong'.

Firstly, Kieran screamed.

Secondly, he banged the lockers near him making the people that were nearby look at him without a clue in the world on what was going on or why the hell Kieran was doing that.

Thirdly, he screamed again, although way louder than last time.

Lastly, he nearly kicked Clyde.

"Okay that's it!" Kieran snapped rudely at Clyde. "How many secrets are you planning on keeping away from me, whether to do with Vanessa or not? You might as well make a book about all of her secrets for all I know. I knew you never trusted me, Clyde."

"Kieran. Kieran, please, just listen to this. I think it's kind of important." Clyde said soothingly.

"What is it?" Kieran retorted back, wanting to murder Clyde.

Talk about best friends that didn't really trust each other.

Clyde didn't know how to say it. It was like every time he tried bringing a subject about his sister- any subject- he would just freeze and die inside.

"I didn't know how to say it earlier but..."

"But what!"

"Vanessa doesn't actually like you."

There, Clyde said it.

Kieran glared at him, mortified, before becoming even more annoyed, claiming Clyde was just envious because Maria Grace didn't like him back.

"I'm not jealous, Kieran. Vanessa really doesn't like you," Clyde told him.

"Okay, I kinda need more detail on this because I'm seriously not convinced right now."

Clyde could have gone on about this forever, but he didn't, obviously.

"Kieran. My friend. As Vanessa's lucky brother, I know everything about her, such as who she likes, hates, and doesn't like though not necessarily hate. You're one of the people she hates. She only likes you because you're my best friend."

Kieran felt hurt, anger rising up inside of him. He wanted to scream at Clyde again.

"Also, she doesn't like you like that. She told me everything. Usually when a boy likes her, which has been like 50 people over the past week, she just lies saying she likes some of them back, but doesn't actually mean it. Like you."

Kieran was infuriated right now. His face was turning red and he wanted to vent or let off steam.

"Vanessa had a boyfriend two years ago. But then he died, he committed suicide because of her. Don't ask why. It's too personal and she doesn't want me to tell anyone. She's not looking for a relationship. Like I said, she only likes you because you're my closest friend. If you weren't then she wouldn't like you at all. She's not into you." He didn't blame her, he wanted to add, but didn't. "I'm sorry."

Kieran felt like crying, as well as dying.
The one girl he truly liked was a jerk.

"I swear Clyde, if you're lying about this..."

"I'm not," Clyde interrupted hastily. "Besides, I've got proof."

It was like Clyde was fully prepared for this conversation because he went on his phone and showed Kieran a voice recording, and told him that it was from Vanessa.

Kieran put Clyde's phone close to his ear and listened.

"Oh Kieran? He's such an idiot. I hate him soooo much. Every time he sees me he's always freezing like a statue or something, and staring at me dementedly. He should really see the stupid look on his face when he does that! I'm only using him because he's smart. I was thinking of using him to help me with my homework as well... And cheat in tests afterwards."

End of voice recording, Kieran was fully crying by now.

"That doesn't sound like her, sounds like you actually, Clyde," Kieran whispered.

"No. It was her, believe it or not. It's because she lost her voice. When she loses her voice, Vanessa sounds like me. You wouldn't know because she's never lost her voice in front of you before."

Kieran, who had stopped crying, had fully had it by now.

"Can you send that voice message to me? I would like to give Vanessa a taste of her own medicine."

"I already have. Check your phone."

Kieran didn't. And didn't reply either.

"You okay?"

Kieran shook his head.

"I mean. I've already had enough atrocious things happen to me in my life, and now my 'girlfriend' doesn't even like me? Could my life possibly get any worse?"

"So what are you going to do about it?" Clyde wondered enthusiastically, totally avoiding Kieran's rhetorical question.

"Oh I know exactly what I'm going to do about it," Kieran hissed back. "I'm never talking to you, or Vanessa, ever again! And I mean it this time."

Then Kieran slammed the locker one more time in aggravation before walking away.

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Moral of chapter: Don't always believe "truths" and don't always fall for "lies". People's true colours show when you're no longer beneficial to their life.