Hey guys well I hope you like this chapter. Its not very eventful but it to be in here. RNR plz.

"Stop it," Cameron said while driving us home.

"Stop what?" I asked.

"Tapping your feet,"

I looked down to see that I indeed was tapping my feet on the floor of the car.

"Sorry," I said softly and forced my feet still.

"You're not sorry. You're happy."

"No I'm not. I just feel like my stomach is going to come up and out of my chest. I can't sit still."

He glanced over at me. "No you're happy. That's what it feels like to be happy but you still have to talk to Chris tonight."

It felt as if I was a beach ball and I had just landed on a very sharp stick. All the air came out of me in a huff. My butterflies were now flying for a different reason.

"You'll be home right?" I asked waiting for his reassuring 'yes I'll be home to make sure he doesn't try something on you,' but it never came.

"No. I have a date tonight, remember?"

"With who?" I asked shocked. I didn't remember anything like that.

"I let you date my best friend so I asked out Kelly,"

"Oh god, well she must be happy as hell. She always has had a little crush on you."

"She has?!" Cameron yelled in shock.

"Yeah she has. Now you're takin' her out, so don't mess it up."

"Hell I wont. That's why I need your help," he said pulling into the driveway.

"Well first go shower," I said getting out of the car.

"I already did that," He said from the other side.

"Do it again. Use lots of TAG after the come and get me when you're done."

"I sure will," he said, opening the front door. We took a few steps inside and I could hear the TV on. Walking into the living room I saw Chris sitting on the couch watching TV.

I pivoted on my foot to look at Cameron.

"What is he doing here?" I snarled.

"He's here to talk with you," he said quickly then darted down the hallway and up the stairs.

My stupid, stupid brother. How could he? I don't even want to talk to Chris, mush less even look at him sitting in the living room. He is such a pervert, a horny bastard.

"Cam rewrote the list," Chris said in a hushed tone.

I ignored him and went into my room and slammed the door behind me. I didn't hear the strong click when it closed but a thump instead. I turned around to see Chris leaning against the door jam with his arms folded across his chest. Damn. He's what got in the way.

"Rosaile we need to talk," he said sternly.

"Well start talking Chris," I said, sitting down in my computer chair.

"I'm really sorry. I wasn't thinking and I was taking everything way too fast. I just want to be with you and I thought that maybe my honesty would help."

"Well that's where you went wrong Chris. I'm not going to go out with a guy who just wants to get into my pants. I'm not interested. I don't want a relationship where sex is the main focus."

"It's not going to be like that. I don't want it to be like that." Chris pulled off his hat and ran his fingers through his hair.

"No Chris that's not how it's going to be and you know it. You know its all about sex. Everything is always about sex whether you want it to be or not. That's just how it is Chris."

"No"

The truth is I don't want to work it out with him. I would rather not waste my time with Chris now that I know there's someone out there that's better than him.

"I really didn't want to mess it all up this time but I ended up doing that anyways. You wanna know what I said to Cameron about you? You want to know my feelings about you?" He kept moving like he was going to take a step into my room, but would then stop himself.

"I know what you said. I heard you."

His brows came together. "You did? Where were you?"

"In a tree,"

He just rolled his eyes and said "That's so like you to be up in a tree,"

"Yeah well…"

"Can you please come closer or can we go into the living room?" He asked.

I got up and walked towards him. He didn't make a move as I came closer, like I was expecting. I stood about a foot away from him waiting for him to move and he didn't.

"Rosaile I'm sorry. I really am." He wrapped his arms around me. His fingers made their way to the skin on my lower back just before my jeans. I quickly pushed him away.

"Chris! I'm tired of you trying everything you can think off to try to get my pants off. I'm done!" I yelled. I turned sharply and went to my computer to put on my music. I brought the volume all the way up so I wouldn't be able to hear him.

He kept yelling my name, but I just ignored him. I felt a strong hand on my shoulder that forced me to turn around.

"Chr-" He cut me off pressing his lips to mine. Being kissed felt great. It made me feel wanted like when Miken had his arms around me. Miken. Oh… Miken… I smiled at the thought of him. Chris pressed his body against mine. My smiling must have given him the wrong idea.

I pulled away from him slowly so he didn't try to do anything else. I hadn't realized my arms were resting on his shoulders. His were wrapped tight around my waist. He dropped on arm and reached over for the computer mouse turning the music off.

"Rosaile," he said softly. "I meant everything I said to Cameron. I really think I love you."

I dropped my arms and looked up at him in horror. "No Chris you don't. Nothing good has ever come out from any guy loving me. I don't want to be loved. I can't be loved."

"Don't say that. That's not true at all and you know it."

"Chris I don't want to be loved right now. I don't want to go back to how I was after Andrew. I don't want to be like that."

"That's not it. You know I won't do that to you."

"Chris…"

"Rosaile listen to me!"

"No Chris you listen to me! I met someone else!" He dropped his arms from around me.

"You what?!" He yelled. I backed away from him.

"How could you do that? You must have left the Trail. Where the hell could you have possibly gone and picked up another guy? Where the hell could you have possibly picked up another guy? You must have been whoring yourself off to get picked up out of a tree."

"Okay one I didn't leave the Trail and two I wasn't whoring myself off,"

"Tell that to all the guys who thought you were an easy fuck,"

"UGH! Whoever told you tat lied. I haven't slept with anyone."

"That's just as about as believable as saying your brothers all have pink hair," he said.

"You fucker," I yelled, not thinking.

"Only fucking you and I'd gladly do that right now," He grabbed my jeans by the belt loops.

"Stop!" He wouldn't stop so I smacked him across the face.

He stopped and just looked at me. "I was kidding,"

"Don't even joke about that," I said harshly.

"Fine I won't. Who's the guy?" He asked quickly changing the subject.

"No one you know. We have to go to the living room. You can't be in my room."

He grabbed my hand and brought me into the living room. He pulled me down onto the sofa almost on top of him.

"Who is he?" Chris repeated.

"I already told you, you don't know him,"

"I will get to know him," he threatened.

"Chris!"

"Does he go to our school?"

"Not yet…"

"You met the new kid? You don't even know him. You know me. Could you at least give me a chance?"

"Chris…"I said pleading.

"Rosaile you have no idea how badly I want to be with you. I've wanted to call you mine for so long. I never really stopped wanting you. I saw how upset you were after Andrew and I jus wanted to make everything better again."

"Chris stop, I'm nothing but his reject."

"REJECT? Is that what you think you are, because it's no where close to the truth. You are the hottest girl in out school, thee hottest." I opened my mouth to protest. "No you really are. Don't say you're not. Every guy goes hard when you walk into a room, every single one. You're so hot that you could be in Playboy or a swimsuit- hi ya Cam. What's up?"

I looked to my right to see my brother in nothing but his boxers.

"You want my help now?" I asked.

"Yeah that'd be nice," he said. He went up to Chris and smacked Chris on the back of his head.

"Owww," Chris said rubbing the back of his head.

"She said no Chris. She doesn't want to go out with you, end of story," Cameron said.

"Thanks Cam. I can take care of myself though." I turned back to Chris. "Thanks for trying to flatter me and everything, but I don't want a boyfriend that's going to be constantly trying to get into my pants. I know you said it's not like that but I need to believe you on that and right now I don't. So in simple terms Chris, thanks for caring but no, I will not go out with you. Now if you will excuse me," I said standing up. "I have to go help my brother with something."

I turned from Chris and went upstairs and into Cameron's room. I went back down stairs after I helped Cameron pick out what to wear for his date with Kelly.

"Wait Rosaile!" Cameron called. I turned back to the stairs.

"Yeah Cam?"

"John called. He said to drive over and that you're gonna be watching tapes of your old races." John is my trainer for motorcross. He's like a good friend that I could always go to about anything.

"Thanks Cam,"

"No problem," I could hear the floor boards creak above my head as he went back to his room.

I headed back to the living room and stopped dead in my tracks. Chris was sitting in the living room.

"You have to go?" Chris asked.

"Yeah,"

"No Chris just go home. I can't deal with you anymore. You have to take no for an answer."

I went into my room and grabbed my keys and yelled as I passed the stairs, "I'm taking the Land Rover." Then passed Chris as I went out the front door.