While I sit on my bed, listening to music, I feel the sadness start to weigh down on my chest.

My brother was my best friend, he was everything to me, I thought I could trust him. When my parents left, Jackson was there for me everyday, looking out for me. Now, he's only worried about my friend. My heart is crushed and I feel like no one really cares for me.

If he did, why would he have done this with my best friend? Not only am I upset, but I'm...disappointed. I thought my brother was better than this, I mean he can have any girl in the school, but he has to have Brittni? Does that even make sense?

As for Brittni, I saw her in school today, and at practice, but she didn't make any attempt to talk to me. Part of me is relived about that, but then the other part is mad that she didn't try. I would've been pissed either way.

But as I lay on my bed, thinking about what has happened these past few weeks, I realize something. And that's - I don't want to be like my brother.

I mean, who am I to tell him he can't see someone? I know he does it to me, and I absolutely hate it, so why would I want to act like the bastard he is and prevent him from being happy? Why would I try to stop him from hurting Brittni when she doesn't support me in what I do? I don't want to be like them, because no matter what - they're both selfish people and that's not me.

I don't forgive him for what he's doing, but I'm not going to intervene anymore. If he wants to date my best friend, then I want nothing to do with it. It's only going to make me mad, and I'd rather not be.

Suddenly, there's a knock on my door shaking me from my day dream.

"Who is it?" I groan, rolling off my bed and on to the ground with a thump. "Ow."

"It's Colten," he says through the door and I roll my eyes. He needs to just get away from me or I'll take him up on his offer to bang.

"What do you want?" I question and then start laughing when I think of The Incredibles and that little lady saying that.

"I want to come in." I can practically see the scowl on his face.

"Well then," I giggle, and head towards the door, opening it. I scowl when I see Colten scowling.

"Can I talk to you?" He asks, looking impatient.

"About what?" I sigh dramatically, plopping down on my bed.

"Everything," he rubs his hands over his face. "You. Adam. Jackson."

"Colten," I stop him. "What is this?"

He furrows his eyebrows. "What is what?"

"This," I gesture towards us both. "We've kissed

twice now and you keep saying shit-"

"Nothing," he huffs, looking troubled and angry.

"Nothing?" My eyes widen and something in my stomach stirs unsettling.

"That's what I said didn't I?" He snaps, making my eyes widen.

"What did I say?" I bite back, feeling super confused.

"Nothing," he growls, turning to leave.

"You're saying nothing a lot today," I glare at his back, while he grips the knob.

"Sucks," he says quietly, but gruffly.

As he walks out of the room, I throw myself down on the bed with a groan.

Nothing? Nothing? What kind of shit response is that, for gods sake! I feel like I was just being used. For what? I guess, I shouldn't put it that way, because it's not like we had sex or anything like that, but still. Not only does it make me feel used, but stupid as well. Stupid for thinking Colten could ever want more with me. I should've known, though, I'm just Jackson Long's little sister, off limits to all his pals.

I now know that he probably just wanted me to say that he did, that he got past his best friend and got something from me.

...

Walking to fourth hour the next day, I just want to shoot myself.

I didn't see Colten this morning, so I ended up asking Adam for a ride. We didn't talk about anything specific, and to be quite honest, I think he's scared to be seen with me. Jackson must've really scared him that one time. Either that or what happened with him and Colten yesterday.

Gah! Why is it that no matter what, Colten always makes his way into my mind? Speaking of which, I'm heading right into the burning flames.

I'm a bit surprised to see that he's not in his seat when I walk in. Usually, he is always here before me. Strange. It's even weirder when after the last bell rings, he has yet to walk in. I know he's here, I saw him talking to his buddies this morning when I got here. So, where is he? Colten may be a douche, but he's a very educated person and is very dependent on his grades so this isn't right. Something is wrong.

Thirty minutes into class and he still isn't here yet. I can't even concentrate on anything the teacher is saying because my mind is preoccupied on something else.

"Mister Mathews? Why are you late to my class?" Mrs. Lopez asks, glaring at the boy through the top of her glasses. My eyes instantly follow the smug guy, my eyes narrowing at his laid back expression.

What in the hell?

"Sorry, ma'am, I was busy." Now I know something is up.

The teacher opens her mouth to say something, but closes it before saying, "Please take a seat, Mister Mathews."

She goes back to talking when Colten takes his seat behind me, I look back at him in disgust.

"Why are you late?" I question even though it's really none of my business.

"I had some business to take care of," he smirks, making my insides turn weirdly. I take the time to analyze his appearance and when I do - I regret it. His hair is freshly disheveled and his lips are swollen the same way they were after we kissed those times.

He had some business to do all right; fucking a girls brains out. Whoa.

"Wow," I shake my head in disappointment. I should've known after he said we were nothing he'd go back to his old ways. Stupid, stupid, Nikki.

"What?" His smirk makes me want to punch him in the face. No joke.

"You were late to class because you had to fulfill yourself first?" I say in complete and utter disgust.

"Jealous?" He leans forward, making me lean away.

"No," I scoff. "I just don't understand how men can be such horn dogs. You can't even keep it in your pants until school is over."

His smirk widens. "Oh, that was just the opening act. Tonight is the real deal."

I think I'm going to be sick.

"Have fun with that," I smile sarcastically at him before turning back around.

.

"Oh Colten..." Angelique moans, scraping her fingers against my back. I don't say anything, my mind is on the feeling and Nikki.

Jesus Christ Nikki, I can't even.

My thrusts become very sloppy and before I know it, I'm filling the condom and pulling out of her. I get dressed quickly while Angelique stays on the Teachers desk, panting.

I know, I'm just that good. Even for someone as loose as her. I cringe. Nikki would get me off faster - No! No thinking about Nikki.

Fuck. How can I not?

"Where're you going?" She asks all of a sudden, making me close my eyes.

"To class," I shortly respond before heading out the door.

I barely feel anything as I walk down the hallway, leaving the one shot behind. No remorse. No guilt. No nothing.

The only reason I hooked up with this chick anyway was because I can't get my mind off of a certain guys sister. As you can tell, that worked out magnificent.

"Mister Mathews? Why are you late to my class?" Mrs. Lopez asks, but I don't let my tardiness effect my facade. I keep the same smirk on my face as I did when I asked Angelique into that empty classroom.

"Sorry, ma'am, I was busy," I make up some horrible response, heading over to my seat.

The teacher opens her mouth to say something, but closes it before saying, "Please take a seat, Mister Mathews."

She goes back to talking when I take my seat behind Nikki. I get a whiff of her delicious scent before it's gone, but I'll take what I can get.

"Why are you late?" Nikki turns around with a disgusted expression. That's what I don't want.

"I had some business to take care of," I smirk. I watch as she takes in my appearance and I really wish she hadn't. I didn't get a chance to look into a mirror before coming to class and I'm regretting that now.

"Wow," She shakes her head in disappointment. Something inside me deflates and I have a weird feeling travel through my body.

"What?" I smirk, to mask my emotions.

"You were late to class because you had to fulfill yourself first?" She says in complete disgust.

"Jealous?" I lean forward, making her move away.

"No," She scoffs, but I know better. "I just don't understand how men can be such horn dogs. You can't even keep it in your pants until school is over."

My smirk widens. "Oh, that was just the opening act. Tonight is the real deal."

"Have fun with that," She smiles. I can tell it's fake, though. The way her teeth clench together is an obvious giveaway.

I was lying, though. There's no seconds with Angelique, she was just a one time deal just like everyone else.

Except Nikki. My subconscious mocks me. I really hate him.

I guess he is right, I could never get enough of Nikki. Everything about her drives me to be around her. I don't know what it is, I wish I did, but it's something strong enough to draw me towards her.

I want more with her, but I may have messed it up when I told her we were nothing. That was a mistake. We are something, but the fact that she didn't know got me irritated. Then, I walked away like I did all those years ago; like a coward. Now here I am practically throwing it in her face that I fucked someone the day after I let the news down on her. I'm a huge fuck up.

I want to say something to her now, let her know that I was lying, but the bell rings before I can do it. She gets away from me again.

I practically sulk back to where my friends stand at this hour, pitying myself when I don't deserve it. I did this to myself.

Jackson and I haven't talked much since our little argument yesterday and to be honest, I don't really care. He was being extremely rude and disrespectful to Nikki and I wasn't having it.

Ever.

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