Loren's pov
Today's my first day of school in this city, Los Angeles. Together with my brother who's one year older than I am, 18. So that means, I'm 17. Don't go taking this wrong way but he's hot! We're from San Francisco. No, that's not really true. San Francisco is just the last city we have lived in. There have been many other cities before that. It's because my parents own a company that we move around a lot. It also means that we're rich and that means that I don't see them so often. I got over that. Due to all the moving around, I don't have that much friends. Besides, every school where we have been was the same. Every single girl who befriended me only did it to get closer to my brother. Don't worry, got over that too. So, no luck with the girlfriends. How about the boyfriends then? Well, just like all my friends flirted with my brother, my brother's friends all flirted with me. I can't even remember the time where it was flattering. Now it's just annoying. Especially because they had no chance. Since what happened with the last guy I dated. Don't want to think about that though. I step on the gass since I'm racing Ian in his black lamborghini in my black bugatti. He's always trying to prove that his car is better. I speed up again not bothered by the fact that some cars are honking at us. I look in my rearview mirror and ssee that Ian is a few metres behind me. We're not bothered by the fact that it's illegal either. Our parents will prevent anything bad from happening. Too worried about their reputation. I drive into the parking lot with 200 miles an hour, making sure I don't hit anybody and then I step on the breaks. My car makes a high sound, leaving a black trail and then comes to a stop in one of the parking spots. Of course I wouldn't be so crazy to drive that fast with the risk of hitting people if Ian and I hadn't had professional driving lessons. Everybody looked up as soon as I drove into the parking lot and is still looking.
I grab my 500 dollar bag and get out of my car. I'm not a spoilt little bitch who gets everything she wants. Okay, I really did want this car but the bag is all my mom's idea. I was fine with a simple 30 dollar bag but my mom insisted. That also had to do with her reputation. I can't walk around with a 30 dollar bag because what if someone found out that Nora Tate's daughter was walking around with someone like that. Everyone's still staring at me while I'm waiting for Ian. Just as I flip my hair over my shoulder, Ian comes to a stop right in front of me with a high sound. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that he could have hit me. He gets out and I walk up to him. After grabbing his bag, he throws it over one shoulder and wraps his other arm around my shoulders. We walk into the school like this with all the students following our every move. I don't pay attention to it since I'm kind of used to it. We walk into the school, me wearing black booty shorts, black pumps, a black shirt with a red kiss mouth on it and a black leather jacket. Shadow eye make-up, red feather earrings and silver bracelets. Ian is wearing black jeans, a white shirt and a blue football jacket making every girl stare at him and glare at me. He wins at a few girls making me roll my eyes. Behind me, a guy whistles but even though I ignore it, a few other whistles follow. There's a group of hot boys standing against a few lockers who start talking to Ian once we walk by. Even though they're probably hoping that I'll come with too, I go on the mission to find my locker instead. My eyes trail over the lockers while I keep walking. Suddenly someone pats my back making me turn around. Now I'm looking at a bright but pretty girl. I guess she can be called hot if you're able to look past the bright colours without being blinded.
"What?", I say with an attitude. "Are you looking for your locker?", she asks me. "Yes, why?" "I can help you, which number is it?", she responds. "202." "It's this way. I'll walk with you.", she says. I follow her and in just a minute, we reach my locker and I thank her. I start putting stuff in my locker, expecting her to leave since she has no reason to befriend me. She doesn't know about Ian being my brother yet so she doesn't know that it's me she has to get close to in order to be able to flirt with him. She doesn't leave though. "I'm Melissa Sanders." "Loren Tate.", I respond shortly. "Can I see your schedule? Maybe we have some classes together." I hand her my schedyle and finish putting books in my locker. "We have about half of all classes together so that's fun." I fake a smile and then turn around to leave. "Wait, where are you going?", she interrupt my attempt at leaving. "I don't know. Chill before class starts I guess." "I'll go with you since we have our first class together. Then you won't have to look for the classroom." While walking into the direction of the yard, someone suddenly grabs my ass. I grab his arm without even turning around yet and sigh. Then I do turn around while twisting his arm. I see Ian standing in this group of guys too. I observe his face and his body. He's kinda hot, green eyes, muscular arms, black fancy hair, cool clothes and I'm guessing he has a sixpack. Doesn't give him the right to touch me though. I turn his arm a little but further while giving him a sassy look. "I told you not to try that man.", Ian chuckles. "I'll be very clear-', I stop and look at Ian to figure out the name of this guy. Ian chuckles again, "It's Tyler." "I'll be very clear Tyler. Try that again and I'll break your arm." I turn it yet a little bit further to prove my point. He lets out a small cry of pain since I'm about to break his arm. I let go, turn aroud and walk away with Melissa trailing me. "That was amazing!", she exclaims.
During all of that, I quickly checked out Ian's friends. They're all kinda hot but one of them really caught my attention. He had brown hair and brown eyes and was wearing a black football jacket. He was wearing black jeans and underneath it black high tops. He was even more musculared than the other guys. I'm guessing they're all on the football team. Ian plays football too. He was the captain of the team on our old school actually. "Who was that boy you were talking to?", Melissa asks me all excited. "Ian, why?" "Because he is HOT! Is he your boyfriend?" I chuckle, "Ian? No way." Melissa seems suprised by that, "Why not? You two seem close." "Because he's my brother. Gross.", I say emphasizing 'brother'. "Are you serious? He's your brother?!", she asks and gets all excited again. "Yeah, what's the big deal?", I say and shrug. "The big deal is that I want to JUMP him!", she exclaims. "Please don't. That would be really awkward and creepy and stuff." "Okay, I'll drop the subject. It must be pretty awkward to hear things like that about your brother.", she says. "It used to be but I got used to it. Now it's just extremely annoying." "All right then. Lets move on to the Eddie Duran subject." "Eddie Duran?", I say with raised eyebrows. "Yeah, the guy you were totally checking out.", she says giggling. "I was not!", I deny. "You so were.", Melissa says teasingly. "I was checking all of them out. Pure curiosity.", I then say, trying to get out of the situation. "You checked him out longer." Then the bell rings and I follow Melissa to class. When we sit down, I speak up again. "Okay, I did. But let's face it, he was the hottest of them all." "Who was the hottest of them all?", I suddenly hear Ian's voice behind me. I turn around to see Ian and that Tyler guy sitting behind us. "What are you doing here?", I say in a sassy way. "Haven't you heard? This school has joined classes so students of the ages 17 and 18 are in the same classes.", he says while smirking smugly. "Seriously?", I exclaim. "Jup, so now we can be together all the time sis." Looking past Ian, I see that Eddie guy sitting behind him. He really does look good.
Eddie's pov
I was standing in front of the school with the boys when a black bugatti drove into the parking lot with at least 200 miles an hour. He manages not to hit anyone and comes to a stop in a parking spot with a high squeaky sound. I'm amazed by his driving skills and I just love his car. He gets out of the car and I'm shocked to see that the he is a she. Now, my eyes are glued to her instead of the car. She's incredibly hot. Then a black lamborghini arrives exactly the same making my eyes leave the girl's body. It looks like the car will hit her but she looks totally relaxed. I guess she trusts the skills of the person inside of the car. A good looking guy gets out of the car with an expensive looking bag over his shoulder. I'm disappointed to see that he puts an arm around her shoulder because that means she's not available. They walk into the school and literally everyone is looking at them. So am I of course. "Man, I want to have sex with her.", Tyler says dreamily. "I hear you man.", Dylan says sounding absent. Their eyes are glued to her ass but mine are glued to her eyes. Of course I checked out her ass too and my eyes will be on it many times more but right now I'm intruged by her eyes. She passes me and my eyes trail down to her ass since I can't look at her eyes anymore. "Too bad that she has a boyfriend.", Cameron sighs. "Hey man. I'm Eddie. You new here?", I speak up. The guy walks up to us but his girlfriend doesn't follow. "Yeah, my name is Ian Tate. We just moved here from San Francisco." "That is Tyler. Dylan, Cameron, Phil.", I say pointing to the guys.
"So, was that girl your girlfriend?", Cameron asks to confirm. "Hell no. She's my sister.", Eddie exclaimes and the faces of the boys clear up. I try to hide my excitement at that statement. "So, what's her name?", Tyler asks Ian. "Loren.", Ian simply states. That's when Loren walks by and Tyler attempt to squeeze her ass. "I wouldn't do that man.", Ian says but Tyler does it anyway. In only a matter of seconds, Loren has grabbed his arm and started twisting it while turning around. Ian chuckles, "I told you not to try that man." Loren keeps turning Tyler's arm and he tries to stuggle against her grip but fails. "I'll be very clear Tyler. Try that again and I'll break your arm." She turns it a little but further and then walks away. When the bell rings, we walk into our classroom and I smirk when I see Loren sitting in the classroom.