Cousin Love

Chapter one:

"Mother, do I have to stay with Jonathan? He's so not polite to me. Sophia said that she would love me to stay with them. Please mother?" I begged one last time before we left the house. She and dad were going to Hawaii for their anniversary. They were going to be gone two whole weeks and I have to stay with my cousin, Jonathan. I haven't seen him since I was six but he was always so mean to me and I bet he hasn't changed a bit.

"You have to go Elizabeth! I will not let you go to Sophia's house after what happened last time!" Last time I slept over at Soph's we threw a party and had alcohol even though we were underage. The cop's caught us. Damn them! "And" my mum continued "staying with your cousin will do you some good. He has some sense of what happens in the real world! You could learn a thing or two from that boy."

"Yeah! Like how to get a one night stand!" I mumbled quite enough so that she couldn't here me. "What ever!" I said so that she could here me. There was no point fighting with mother. She always had things her way.

I picked up my bags and loaded them in the boot of the black Mercedes. I jumped into the back seat and turned on my Ipod Touch. I started playing my "My mum hates me" play list. My mum, Elizabeth (I was named after her because she wanted a child just like her) is a news reporter for Channel 7 News. She likes everything black and white. Our whole house is black and white! I wasn't allowed to add any colour to anything. I don't like her very much but I guess you can't choose family. She's always working and I usually can stay with friends. I just can't stay the night anymore.

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In no time we were there. The house was quite small and very colorful. The front door was painted yellow and the porch was sky blue and they had green grass at the front of their house. It was totally opposite to our black and white house. I got out of the car and got my bags. In the mean time my aunty has run out and giving big hugs and kisses to my mum. Sister love! I wish I had a sister. I could give her manicures and pedicures. Going shopping for baby booties....

I was in my day dream of "little sister" (I had it so often I named it). I was only awakened from this dream when a cute guy stepped out of the house. He was very muscular and he has blond ruffled hair. He was wearing a black baggy jeans that were worn low on his hips and were done up with a gold belt. Other than that he had a plain white singlet top on. I saw him notice me. He smirked and winked. That's about when I realized I was staring. I quickly picked up my bags, put on a nice smile (no teeth) and went to hug my aunty Guinevere. Maybe these next two weeks wouldn't be too bad if the hot guy kept visiting.

"Hello Aunty Guinevere! How are you? I said politely trying to keep my eyes away from the hot guy. My aunty was small and dressed in a rainbow Kimono. She is a total environmentalist. She recycles and goes to cheap 2nd hand shops all the time. Not to mention she's a vegetarian! I can't live without fast food and meat. Mother gave me $100 to spend on meat and fast food over the next two weeks. I have no idea how Aunt Guinevere and mother are sisters. They are total opposites.

"Im good thanks. And please sweetie, call me Gin" She said to me. She turned around to look at the hot guy. This time I looked. Aunt Guinevere – sorry, Gin – lifted up her arm and indicated with a waving of her hand for him to come over.

He didn't come. Instead he pointed his index finger downwards. I followed his finger down to his feet. He wasn't wearing any shoes on. That's why he wasn't coming away from the porch.

"John! I don't care if you don't have any shoes on! Come and greet you cousin!!!" She shouted. She was very easily annoyed. Note to self: Never get on her bad side. My jaw dropped when I heard this. Jonathan! That was Jonathan! No freaking way! Ugly, disrespectful Jonathan turned into a hot, dazzling, sexxxiiiiii John!!! Unbelievable! But, so what! I bet he was still rude and annoying.

I quickly closed my mouth and adjusted my face to a polite smile. Maybe he'll take pity on me. He walked – no strut – his way to me. He looked like a fucking model man!

"Hey lil Cuz!" He said embracing me in a hug. His arms wrapped around my waist and my arms automatically went around his neck. He was warm and his skin felt rough but amazing under my skin. When he pulled away I saw him wink at me. That's when it hit me. He saw me staring at him before! He knows that I think he looks like Greek God! Oh, My God! My life as I know it is over! He's not going to let this go easily.