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"There is a little boy inside the man who is my brother... Oh, how I hated that little boy. And how I love him too"
~Anna Quindlen

Connor

I felt cold, freezing water impact with my face. The sudden splash of frosty water numbed my face, making my nose hurt from the biting cold.

I sat straight on my bed, taking deep breaths and coughing. Wiping the water off my face, I glared at Caleb holding a large bucket in his hands. He was standing beside my bed and laughing his head off.

"What'd you do that for?" I bellowed.

"Get your lazy ass off the bed; it's ten in the morning"

"Ten? Shit. We're late for school!" I hopped off the bed and headed toward the bathroom.

"It's Saturday!" I heard Caleb call from the back.

I stopped halfway to the bathroom and let out a sigh of relief.

Caleb walked up to me and I noticed then that he was roaming shirtless "Why are you roaming shirtless and what are you doing in my room? We had a strict rule that we cannot enter each other's rooms without the owner's permission"

He cleared his throat "First off, it's my house. I can roam naked if I wanted to"

"Ew" I winced.

"Second, you cannot sleep your ass off for so long. How do you suppose I wake you up? By climbing up your toilet pipe?" he made an angry face "Third, do you remember what happened last night?"

His last question got me by surprise "I...uh..."

I strained my mind to recollect something, anything.

Well, Julian's car happened, party happened, Gina happened, Albert happened and Harley happened...

My heart squeezed in pain when I recollected what Harley had told me last night. I got all gloomy and sat in the backyard. Gina came running out of the house. I convinced her to forgive Caleb, and I went on to drink with Alberto.

So many questions were flooding my mind; I couldn't focus on any one of them.

"Wait..." I started "...what am I doing in our house?"

"Yeah!" Caleb shook his fists in victory "That's exactly what I was trying to say! I and my friends were having a great time. But you, you were so drunk last night, we had to carry you all the way here. You were lucky mom and dad were out for a movie"

"No dude it's 'My friends and I'" I grinned cheekily.

"You've got to be kidding" he made a snappy face "Keep your nerdy shit with you"

What took me aback was not that I got so wasted last night. Because knew I was going to drink. The past few days were hectic and frustrating. I had to let all that melancholy out, all the pain out.

What frightened me was what Harley told me last night.

She told me she loved Caleb.

Moreover, she wanted me to tell Caleb that.

No way.

I'm never telling Caleb that.

"And you know what!" Caleb's angry voice brought me back to reality "Last night, Gina was so fucking mad at me"

"What happened?" I asked.

I lied.

I knew exactly what happened.

I'm such a rebel.

"Dude, she thought I was flirting with other girls and I thought she was on the verge of breaking up! I was so happy"

I flinched. He was actually happy about that.

"And then she stormed away..." he continued in rage "I thought she wouldn't freaking come back and I started talking to Harley. But then Gina came back and fucking apologized!"

He said that as if this all was very important and he might suffer a big loss.

"Gina said sorry and Harley found that very cute..." he ruffled his hair frantically "...Some idiot mother-, some idiot had managed to convince her to forgive me! Fuck him!" he yelled.

I got pale, I got so fucking pale. If Caleb ever came to know that the 'idiot' was me, he'd kill me. I bit my lips, standing there like I didn't know anything.

"Yeah" I gulped "Such an idiot"

"And then she started kissing me and..." Caleb suddenly slowed down and flushed red "...and it led to...uh...stuff"

"Yeah I know what you mean by 'stuff'" I air-quoted and asked "So, protection?"

"Yeah yeah..." he exhaled "...yeah, protection was there" the way he was talking, I realized, remembering about last night was turning him on. This was going to get awkward.

"Oh okay" I nodded "That's why you didn't get wasted, you didn't have the time. So, you have any plans this weekend?"

I tried to change the topic.

"Yeah actually, I'm going for another party tonight" he replied "Wanna join?"

"Look..." I sighed "...I just got wasted last night, for the first time and I have no idea why I haven't got a hangover yet. My head is throbbing a little and I don't think I'm ready for another party"

"Con, Con, Con..." he chanted "You didn't get so drunk that you'd get a hangover. It was your first time and a little was enough to make you pass out. Right now, you're on the first step of being a bad boy. Good job. You're tagging along with me today. I'm going to make you a pro at this"

Really?

My heart thudded.

First step of...being a...BAD BOY?

No way!

So, my brother here was actually helping me to become a bad boy. It was beautiful feeling, knowing that you were becoming what you always wanted to. This was really happening!

I wanted to jump around in glee.

I wanted to go out and kiss every girl that I run into!

Uh, no, that'll be weird.

"Thanks man" I smiled "I'll tag along with you"

We gave each other a fist bump.

"Dude, how do you manage to maintain that body?" I gestured at his perfect abs "Girls are all crazy over it"

"I know right" he flexed his muscles "I went to gym regularly. I still do and I maintain a good diet"

"I do that too, that angelic Greek-God body never happened to me" I exclaimed.

He rolled his eyes "Only hard work won't pay off. You need to work hard in the smart way. Just running around, playing and bouncing and on a gym ball won't help you"

I pursed my lips and nodded.

"I'll be downstairs" he proceeded toward the door "Go freshen up, your morning breath stinks"

I covered my mouth and walked timidly into the bathroom to freshen up.

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"Hey Cal, can I ask you something?" I asked when I found him sitting on the couch in the living room, playing a violent and extremely sadistic video game I didn't recognize.

"Sure" he continued crushing the people on the streets with the car he drove in the game. The car he drove eventually crashed into another few cars until it rolled over and caught fire.

"This is serious" I said.

He put the game on pause and looked at me "What is it now?"

"Umm..." I didn't know how to ask him that "Do you think we'll ever fight, physically, over a girl?"

That question got him.

He sat silent for a while and then said "No. No I don't think we'll hit each other, even when it comes to Harley"

"You sure?" I asked; my voice deep and husky.

And he answered "I'm sure"

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Okay, I'm being a bad girl, a very very bad girl.

Sorry guys I didn't update for long.

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