Chaper One: Moving In and Meeting A New Kid
My older brother is strange at times. He doesn't like seeing me talking to people-no guys. He hates when I talk to guys. Apparently they have only one thing on their minds. I mean, guys don't think the exact same thing. At least, not all the time. My mom had burned the moral 'only have sex if you're in love with the other person' in my mind from an early age. She was pissed at me, though. I'm not allowed to choose to live with my dad apparently. Anyway, me plus guys equals one pissed off older brother and one messed up date. Not a good thing all the time.
Ethan was bringing in my bags and I had a lot, as I finished mowing the lawn for him. I was finishing up when the boy across the street walked over. He was totally gorgeous too. "Hey, I'm Max." he said, with the hottest smile ever. Max was a good name for a hottie like him.
"Kathryn. Kat for short." this guy was so...perfect. I'm not one to fantasize but I wouldn't mind dating him for...forever. He was strong and built too.
"I see that you're moving in. Um, do you need any help?" he blushed. He actually blushed! Hot and sensitive too. I liked him already. I shifted from foot to foot.
"No, my brother got everything. He kinda has a...thing about me needing his help twenty-four, seven. But I don't. Um, so is school as big a drag as it is everywhere else?" I know totally lame for bringing in school, but hey Ethan had come outside and I wanted him to think that I wasn't hitting on or getting hit on.
"Kat! Dad needs to, um, talk to you about school. Now." Ethan was angry. At Max of course because he was talking to me. This was so not good for my potential dating history.
"He can wait. Ethan this is Max. We just-"
"So you like preying on young girls? Stay away from my sister or I'll kill you. She doesn't need some...sex addict ruining her future. Got it?"
"Whatever." he was angry, but not as angry as Ethan. I was so going to bitch my bro out.
"Kat now!" was what called mea way from yelling at Ethan, for ruining any chance that I had with Max. I walked into the house and slammed my fist on the table. Then I punched the wall, which hurt, a lot. I suggest punching a pillow or an older brother instead.
"What do you want?"
"School starts in a week. We're going to the administrative office to enroll you. Why so aggressive toward the house?" he was laughing at me.
"Ethan just totally embarrassed me in front of this guy. I mean we were just talking. That's it. He had asked to help move my stuff. Max was-"
"Whoa Max? As in varsity quarterback? You're NOT dating him. Do you have any idea what a young girl makes him think of?" UGH! MEN! Are they all this way? Seriously.
"Dad this is so unfair! I wasn't talking about dating. He wanted to know if I needed help with my stuff. Plus if I had been asked out, I wouldhave said 'not until you meet my family.' Do you not trust me dad?"
My temper was falling, but only because I was talking instead of acting out. Me and Ethan had inherited our dad's temper. "I trust you but not the teenage boys." simple but infuriating.
"So Ethan is allowed to dat whatever slut he wants, but I can't date anyone but a geek? Maybe mom was right." I know, low blow, bringing my mom into this conversation, but I needed grounds for winning, and that wasn't easy when me plus a boy was concerned with my dad and brother.
"You're fifteen, not seventeen. Until then you can only date guys approved by me or Ethan." not what I wanted to hear. "get ready. We leave in ten."
I walked outside, ready to bitch at Ethan, but I saw something really interesting, but bad. Cops arresting my brother. I yelled for my dad then walked down to where the two officers were standing. "What seems to be the problem dudes?"
"We got a call saying that he," the cop pointed at Ethan, "threatened to kill a young man by the name of Theryn."
Ugh, they disgusted me. "You're sadly mistaken. I was with my brother the whole day, and the only time that a 'young man' came over was to offer to finish mowing the lawn for me. I declined and he left. Ethan was putting away my bags in my room during that breif encounter. I suggest you uncuff my brother because you have no grounds for arrest."
"Is this true boy?" asked the second officer. They were screwing around. Making us wait because we were a couple of teens.
"That's exactly waht I told you." Ethan rolled his eyes at the officer who had started to uncuff him, while I had been saving his ass from going to jail. Dad had walked out then and watched it all unfold.
"Mr. Rapport?" asked one of the officers. Then with a nod from my dad he walked up to the porch. "We need you to sign these papers since your son is still a minor." My dad took the papers and signed them. Then he gave them back to the cop. The cop then walked to the cruiser and got in the driver's side. The other cop released Ethan and gave us the death stare as he got in and they pulled away.
One thing to know about my family is that we hate the cops and cops hate us. We just don't mix. That was why we were pissed. Also they make the charges against one of us worse than they really are. If someone else had made that call then it'd just be blown off. But if you say a Rapport did it, a squad car's at the house in minutes. "This 'bout that Max kid?" my dad asked.
"Yeah, the little bitch called the cops on my, just 'cause I told him off for going at Kat." he was rubbing his wrists, where the cuffs had been.
"Kat as your father I am ordering you to stay away from that boy. He almost got your brother arrested and you wanted to go out with him. Nobody's going to date you if they can't handle me and Ethan. Got it?"
"God damn it dad, why don't you just lock me in my room. You are so unfair about this stuff." my ranting got me nowhere. My dad still held strong about the no boys thing and Ethan got off the hook for it being the fact that he was "protecting" me.
We walked out to the car, which was a Buick Regal, old but classy, and got in. It was time for me to get signed into the stupid school system. It took, literally, ten minutes to drive there. Great. No chance for me being late now. Ethan looked around and grimaced. He must hate school as much as I do. We walked into the building and an old lady greeted us. Said her name was Judy. Ugh, hated her sour sweet sound. Took three seconds for me to decide that I was taking the same classes as Ethan. We weren't the same age, but I was in his grade because I had skipped the fifth grade. We had every class together, at my dad's request. So Car Care, Current Language and Literature, Advanced Algebra, U. S. History, and Building Trades. Great. It does pay off to live with guys because they only talk about cars and construction. Took a total of a half hour for us to get done. "McDonald's kids?" dad asked us while we drove around.
"Yeah, sure." very bland, but I had only moved away six years ago, with my mom. She and dad had a huge fight over custody so the judge sent me to live with her and let Ethan stay there. John, my mom's new husband, wasn't what my dad would say, a great person. He's the reason why I decided to move out.
Once we had our food, double cheesburger for me and a chicken for Ethan, we drove home. I had the uneventful duty of unpacking all of my clothes. I'm not a "preppy" but I do have a ton of designer clothes and tons of Aeropostale and Hollister. So yeah, I had a ton of stuff to do. Took me the majority of the last week of summer. Being in California was fun, but it totally sucked because of school.
I was waking up to the sounds of my dad and Ethan yelling about some news report when I realized that I had to get up for school. I hurried and showered in the only bathroom in the house, besides the one in the basement, and ew. I hate basements. They're just creepy. Well anyway then I ran back to my room and dressed in the brown Aero top and my Hollister comfy pants. That's what I call them, at least.
I ran downstairs and saw Ethan getting out the keys to a different car. The Regal's were old and bronzy. These were silver. "We driving?" I asked him.
"Ya. Dad's old Monte Carlo. Great car to drive too." he was proud of dad's old beat up Monte.
"Cool." I was sarcastic today. Great way to meet people. I walked outside and put on my sunglasses. I'm not the kinda girl that likes those big ass glasses, so I had on some plain, dark ones. I got into the only car that was in the driveway, besides the Regal. It looked kickass. Metallic red paint was good on a car.
"Get in the back. We got to get Ed." ugh, the back. I was never put in the back, not even when my dad was taking us somewhere, but I got in anyway.
"Why Ed?" Ethan had had the same friend for the whole time that I knew him.
"'Cause he doesn't have a car yet. He's savin' up for a 'Stang." I rolled my eyes as we pulled up to a driveway with an average kid in it. Had longish hair. Cute, maybe dateable. That's how I ranked guys.
"'Sup Eth. Kat, long time no see. Filled ou-. Oi, why'd you do that?" Ethan had hit him in the gut. Guess that didn't teach him.
"That's my sister Ed. Not some chick from school."
"Um, Eth," I used his little nickname that Ed had for him, "I am a chick from school now. So you're wrong. And thank's Ed. Nice to see you too. You look cuter without the glasses and acne."
He blushed at my comment and looked up front. "Kat, try not to make me kill my best friend, please?" Ethan ased, "and don't call me Eth. That goes for you too Ed. I hate it."
Luckily we pulled into the parking lot and I was able to get out of the back of the Monte. I swear more than half the guy population looked at me. ME! when I got out of the Monte, and then away when they saw Ethan. Ed also looked like an older brother, and growled at some poor freshman when he came near me and asked me out. That scared him away. But not the others. My day was going to be long.