Alright guys, so this is me being very very stupid and in a writing frenzie again... Stupid Kay!

Anyway, I just wanted to have this chapter out so we could get to the good stuff!

Hope you enjoy it, and I'll double check for mistakes when I wake up later... So if you guys see any feel free to point them out.. I did write it pretty fast..

So read, enjoy, vote and comment! :P

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"Alright, have fun reading!" I told Blake smirking when I got out of the car.

"Sure will" Blake laughed and then I closed the door and he drove away.

I stayed in front of the house, looking at his car disappear from my eyes, shaking my head slightly and then I turned around and walked to the door.

This hadn't been as bad as I thought it would...

Oh who was I kidding I had fun! Blake was actually entertaining, in a real annoying kind of way... but entertaining nevertheless.

And that's what I'm sticking to! He's entertaining, that's it!

I walked in my house, and then slipped out of my shoes, sighing heavily when I saw the empty space where the cupboard had been.

It doesn't matter I told myself and just headed for the kitchen because I was starving.

I opened the fridge and scanned through it, trying to find something interesting to eat.

"We're going to order pizza when dad finally gets off the phone" Ty said behind me.

I turned around to face him.

"You know you're in big trouble!" I told him, my eyes narrowing.

"Oh please! So what I let the guy in! No big deal! You really overreact for everything big sis!" Ty said, rolling his eyes and leaning against the counter.

"No I don't!!" I answered him, closing the fridge "If we're talking about overreacting, I think we should center our attention on you!"

"I'm overreacting?" Ty snorted.

"Hell yeah you do! Do you WANT us to start talking about Vanessa?"

"That's just mean!" Ty said and then he punched me on the shoulder.

"Never said I wasn't!" I answered and kicked him on the side of the waist, retrieving my leg fast enough that he wouldn't catch it and make me fall on the ground.

"Okay, I think the best way to deal with this is to settle things in a totally mannered kind of way..." Ty said, raising his hand in surrender.

"You mean playing UFC 2009 Undisputed?"

"Hell yeah! Oh and SHOT GUN RAMPAGE JACKSON!" Ty yelled and then ran to his room.

"Go to hell! That's SO unfair!" I screamed, chasing after him.

"Shot gun rule! You lose! I got Rampage!" Ty smirked, when I got to his room.

"Go to hell! I'm kicking your ass!" I said frowning and walked to his bed to sit on it crossed legged, looking at the TV against the wall laughing at the mess that was his room.

His closet which was on the same wall than the bed was set against was wide open, and clothes were scattered out of it, like there had been an explosion in it.

There was left over food on the floor and all over his working table on my right, with his computer on it, and dirty dishes too.

I shook my head at that. The bed was the only safe place from all the mess, if you ignored the fact that his sheets were basically rolled in the middle of it.

God, mom would have never let things go that bad... He was going to have to clean the place...

Ty took the game from the infinite stack he had lined up on his drawers, and then put it in, and took the two joysticks, handing me one.

"I'M kicking your ass!!" I warned him, while he set up the game.

"Ya, we'll see about that!" Ty said mischievously.

And then it was my turn to choose my fighter. I wasn't sure between Rashad Evans and Lyoto Machida but decided to settle on the last one, because I didn't want Ty to think too much about another Evans...

"Game on!" Ty smirked, sitting beside me on the bed crossed legged too.

We both stared at the screen intently, waiting for the game to start and then there was the bell sound and the fight was starting.

I didn't even have the time to take one step and Ty punched me square on the face, making the screen becoming kinda blurry grey.

"Shit!" if I got punched again, I would be knocked out...

I played all for nothing, and then managed to roundhouse kicked Ty in the face.

"What the fuck! You were dead!" Ty screamed, jumping on his feet a little.

Haha!

After a few of grey screened times, Ty mouth piece fell on the ground, knock out from the last kick and I jumped on my feet, screaming.

"I WON, I WON, I WON, I WON!" I kept shouting, jumping up and down.

Ty threw the joystick on his bed and tackle me to the ground, on the mess, landing in a small pile of most probably dirty clothes.

"Unfair! I had Rampage!" he shouted and started to tickle me.

"Stop, stop stop!" I started to scream, laughing.

"I want a rematch," I said, never stopping the tickling.

"NO! I won fair...and square. Stop being... such a sore... loser," I managed to gasp between laughs, and then kicked him off of me, attacking with my own tickles.

"Alright break it off kids," I heard my father laugh, at the door of Ty's room.

I let go of Tyler and we both got on our feet.

"So, you guys want pizza?" he asked, the phone still in his hand

"I'm starving," I informed him, nodding, Ty agreeing beside me.

Dad smiled and then started to dial, walking away.

"Alright, what now?" Ty asked me.

"I don't know, wanna play something else?" I said, sitting back on his bed.

"How about we start a campaign of Resident Evil 5"

"So you can be the guy and boss me around" I said rolling my eyes, and then leaned back, taking my joystick who had landed on his pillow.

"Whiny big sis!" Ty snorted and put the new game in.

So then we played while waiting for the pizza to arrive. Ty kept all the good ammunition for himself, ran the second he saw a gun locker and kept all the guns for himself, and since he was the guy and was supposedly in charge of buying the guns and was the only one allowed to modifying them I was stuck with the shitty weapons.

This game was soooo sexist!

We paused the game when dad called us downstairs.

"So you kids are having fun?" my dad asked while we were all sitting around the center counter, taking slices of pepperoni pizza from the box.

"Yeah if you don't consider the fact that Resident Evil is freaking sexist! Why can't the girl lead?" I whined.

"Well, I'M having fun" Ty snorted and took a big bite of pizza.

"Whatever..." I mumbled and bit my pizza too.

And then I looked at my dad, and for one second I actually lost my appetite... He looked so depressed... He just had a sad little half smile, trying to reassure us probably, but it was just heart-breaking...

"We're going to be alright dad," I whispered and put my hand over his.

He looked at me with the sad eyes and smiled a little more "Don't worry about me kid, worry about yourself, I lived my life, you guys are starting it... Just... make the right decision alright...." he said in a faint voice.

The three of us were silent for a little while, the pizza cooling in front of us, our gaze all directed towards the counter.

"Let's look at the bright side! I mean Anna isn't here anymore," Ty said, with a small smile.

"Please Tyler, you liked your sister," my father said, shaking his head slightly but I could see the hint of amusement getting back in his face.

And then we ate the rest of the pizza, listing the many reasons why Ty didn't like Anna, starting with the time she had forced him into a dress and make-up till the one she had decided to make herself a dress with his blanket.

After dinner, Ty and I went to play a little more and then when my eyes started to feel tired from the constant staring I went to my room, to draw again I told him.

But the real reason was because I wanted to call Vanessa.

I closed my door behind me and locked myself in my bathroom, sitting on the toilet, to make sure Ty wouldn't hear.

"Yellow!" Van's familiar voice, greeted me on the other side of the line.

"Van, we seriously need to talk," I told her.

"I know feels like we haven't talk in ages!" she answered.

"You know what I'm talking about..." I trailed.

"He's being mean Lex!" she defended herself.

"Well, you're being mean too!"

"He doesn't even like me anyway. He just thinks it's going to be cool to tell all his other buddies he "nailed" an older girl. He doesn't like ME! He likes the concept of me," she answered, and I could feel her voice thick with emotion.

"God Vanessa, you really ARE blonde. He LIKES you. He likes you way too much for his own good."

"You're just saying that..." she whispered.

"No I'm not! Trust me! And if you both just keep hurting each other the way you are, in the end you'll just loose each other! And I know you both don't want that!"

"But it's not that simple! And you can't even be sure! I mean you're not in his head. And even if we did both like each other, I mean where do we go from then? I'm here and he's there! It's never going to work..." she trailed her voice almost breaking.

"Van..."

"I just wish things could be simple..."

"I'm so sorry Van... but seriously... You guys are meant to be together... I'm telling you," I said, believing those words.

As much as it had freaked me out the first time I had considered the two of them together, now I was confident about it.

My brother and my best friend HAD to end up together... they wouldn't be right with anyone else...

"Oh ya? Meant to be? We kept saying Alex was meant to be with you, look where that brought you! I mean don't get me wrong, I love him, and I honestly consider him as one of my best friends but he did hurt you Lex, he hurt you bad..."

"Ya, but I forgave him, and now we're friend just like before" I answered and I did believe those words too.

"Ya friends! And that's all you'll ever be..." she snorted.

"But that soooo not the same thing here!! Alex's gay!"

"Ya but you did believe you were meant to be!"

"But you and Ty ARE meant to be!"

"Maybe you shouldn't say that, if it does the same thing as last time... I REALLY don't want Ty to be gay, like REALLY REALLY don't want that..." Van said, and I'm sure she was smiling a little right now.

"I wouldn't worry about that..." I answered her, thinking about the words he had said to me earlier, about her...

"Alright let's change subject! What have you been up to lately! I mean I haven't heard for you yesterday!"

"Ya, I went to the Creek with the guys," I said enthusiastically.

"Owww, I missed the Creek," Vanessa whined.

"Ya, sorry, and it was pretty fun. You really missed something," I told her and then proceed on to give her a full report on the entire stay at the Creek.

"I should drop this singing school and just come back," Vanessa answered when I was done and I'm sure she was pouting now.

"That would be nice but don't, you have talent."

"Ya, but I miss you guys... A lot."

"We miss you too."

"And I'm missing out on the beginning of this new couple," she said mischievously.

"New couple?"

"Ya, you and Blake," she answered, laughing.

"Oh hell NO," I hissed.

Nah ah! Me and Blake, not happening.

Why was she even considering this?

And then I thought about the two seconds again... but shook them away. That didn't mean anything! Blake was a freaking player! And that was just me being a stupid hormonal teenager, nothing more!

"Hell yeah girl! And I mean I don't judge cause the guy is HOT. But just be careful, oh and I want all the juicy details when you'll make out," she told me.

"Seriously, me and Blake, not happening! EVER!" I told her again, loudly.

"Alright... whatever you want to make yourself believe," Vanessa laughed.

"You know what? This conversation is over. Bye!"

"Ya bye," Vanessa laughed even more and then I hung up on her.

Stupid Vanessa!

Grumpy, I got out of the bathroom and put my cellphone on my bedside table and then walked to my drawing pad.

I sat on my chair, in front of a white sheet, and then my hands started to draw shadow, but for some odd reason, they all looked like lips.

Ugh.

I tore the sheet out of my pad and threw it in the garbage.

Stupid, stupid Lexi,

Freaking snap out of it! I told myself, hitting my head on my drawing table.

I looked at my clock, which said ten thirty and just settle on taking my shower and going to bed.

A good night sleep that's what I needed and then I could think clearly, I thought before falling asleep.

And then, for what seemed like barely minutes later, a sound woke me up.

Oh god, it couldn't be time to go to school just yet.

I still wanted to sleep.

But when I opened my eyes, it was still very dark in my room, and my clock said it was not even two yet.

And then my eyes caught what had wakened me up.

My cellphone light was flashing.

I took my phone off the table, my hand weak, still sleepy and towed it to my eyes.

There was a message text, coming from Blake of course, why didn't it surprise me, saying "Alright I'm having an argument here and I would like to know, what'd you do if I showed up in your room RIGHT NOW?"

Oh god... what the hell?

I replied "I'd kick you out! Like a lot of times. In the crutc" and put the phone back on the table.

Few seconds later, my cell phone vibrated on the table.

I sighed, took it again and read the text, "Ouch! Alright, what if I'm shirtless?"

That just screamed bad high school movie cliché.

"That's just creepy!" I sent him and put the cellphone back on the table.

And oh surprise surprise, a moment later there was another one. I groaned and read it "Isn't it every girl's dream?"

"No Blake it isn't!" I replied, and this time just kept the cell in my hands.

I wanted to sleep for Pete's sake not have a freaking conversation in the middle of the night... I should just shut my phone down!

But then I got another text saying "I'm calling you!"

I barely had time to answer "No don't!" and I was having an incoming call.

Answer?

Not answer?

I put the phone to my ear, yawning hugely.

"Are you sure? Even shirtless?" Blake said before I could even say hello.

"Blake it's freaking two in the morning," I whined, rubbing my eyes.

"Yeah, and?"

"We have school tomorrow," I hissed.

"Again, and?" Blake asked.

"Well, unlike you I sleep. I actually like to sleep, I enjoy sleeping quite a lot."

"More than a half naked me at your window?"

"Yes!"

"What about a full naked me?" Blake said, and I could just see the smirk he was making right now.

"Blake! That's just gross," I said, more loudly and was worried for a second about waking people up.

"Aww please I got only good reviews about my nakedness. You couldn't resist me. Have you seen my feet? That's just a little preview."

"Blake, if you showed up at my window NAKED I swear to god you'd wish you were never been born," I informed him.

This is completely ridiculous! What the hell am I doing speaking with him at freaking two in the morning about the probability of him showing up naked at my freaking window?

"Aww come on! I'm sure with a little persuasion I could work miracles. I'm pretty desirable," Blake said, and I had no doubt he was smirking like an idiot.

"I'm hanging up now..." I informed him, taking slowly the phone away from my ear

"Wait, wait, wait!" Blake urged and I towed the phone back, sighing "So that's your final answer?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed.

"You sure?"

"Oh god Blake, please don't tell me you're waiting by my window..." I whined.

"Don't worry I'm not but I'm touched you thought I'd go to such extends to see you! Oh and I'm sure that if I DID show up at you window naked you'd all bu-" I didn't let him finish and hang up the phone on him.

I threw the phone back on my bed side table, closing it before, and snuggled in my

sheets.

Idiot, idiot, idiot!

I waited for the sleep to come back, but in the back of my head worried a little about the possibility of a naked Blake showing at my window...