Suckerforlovestory: I would never have the stepsister hit on James. Psh. O.o Haha. Thank you so much! Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I do writing it :)

CHAPTER 14- LIFE SIZE BARBIE

On Saturday morning, Mom, Caleb, and I were running around the house making sure everything was in its place. My dad had already left to pick up Brittany and his stepdaughter. I had called James over, because Mom said she had a feeling he would be a part of this family from now on. I couldn't help but grin at that.

For some reason, we felt the house needed to look perfect for his new family. I still struggle to get that out. My father has another family that's not us. We spent years breaking apart because of him while he was out marrying some other woman.

I heard the door click and signaled to Caleb that he was back. We grabbed Mom from the kitchen and met them in the foyer. James joined us out there and held my hand.

"Miranda, Caleb, Kate, James...this is Brittany." Well she's pretty, I'll give her that.

She stepped further up and gestured to the girl behind her. "And this is my daughter, Chloe."

She moved from behind her mother and, I'll admit, my first thought was Barbie. Not even kidding. Blonde, fake tan central, makeup adorning every visible part of her face. She gasped and came running at me with her arms wide open.

I mumbled to Caleb, "Is she really that excited to- Oh!"

She shoved past me and wrapped herself around James. Brittany giggled. "Oh, she just LOVES Big Time Rush!"

James made a face at me. Chloe stared up at him and he looked down at her. I narrowed my eyes. I whispered to Caleb, "I don't like her. And she had BETTER be wearing a goddamn cami under that shirt!"

Caleb snorted and I smacked his arm. "Maybe you should go remove her from your boyfriend..."

James looked really uncomfortable. "Ok...ok Chloe. Alright. Um, you can let go now," he said while trying to push her off.

"Oh Chlo," Brittany laughed. She turned to Dad. "How are you related to James?"

Dad looked as uncomfortable as James. One of his daughters was strangling his other daughter's boyfriend. Serves him right, I thought. "He's not...yet," Dad mumbled.

I tapped Chloe's shoulder. She opened her eyes and snapped, "What?"

I put my arm around James' bicep. "Sorry, I just wasn't comfortable with you practically hanging on for dear life to MY BOYFRIEND." Ok, I may have raised my voice a bit at that part. But just a little.

Chloe finally let go of James and scoffed, "YOUR boyfriend?"

James shook his arms out to get feeling back into them and then wrapped his arm around my waist. "Yup," he said with a smile.

"Uh huh." She stared at me for a second. I had this creepy feeling all over, like she was planning out my death and then she plastered that dumb smile back on her face. "So, Mrs. Winters, where should I put my bags?"

Mom stood there for a second, dumbstruck. "I'm sorry; what?"

"Where should I put my bags?" Chloe repeated.

"Put your bags..." Mom mumbled.

Brittany smiled and told Mom, "Well, we wanted to stay with our family! Which room is ours?"

Mom's eyes widened. "You're staying. You're staying...here? In my house?"

Dad laughed. "Miranda..." He took her hand and led her to the kitchen. Even from here in the foyer, we could hear them going back and forth.

Brittany turned to me and Caleb. "I don't want you to think of me as your 'stepmom' ok? We'll just be friends. You can call me Brittany."

Yeah, I like her more than her daughter already. Plus, you know, she didn't eye rape my boyfriend.

Caleb smiled and nodded. "I'm sure you've probably already heard, but I'm Caleb, and this is my sister, Kate. And clearly you already know James."

Brittany laughed and indicated her daughter. "Oh trust me, I've been hearing about him pretty much every day for the past few years. 'Mom, James tweeted this!' and 'Oh, he posted on Facebook!'" She chuckled again.

James whispered in my ear, "Yeah, cause that's not creepy." I laughed and pulled him a little closer to me.

Dad and Mom came back out of the kitchen. "Ok, so Brittany and I will stay in the guest room. And Chloe, you can stay in Kate's room!"

Wait what?

I laughed nervously. "Wouldn't she rather have her own room? You know, one that's not mine?"

"Kate," my mother said in her warning tone. She faked a smile. "Brittany and Chloe are our guests. Ehem. Family."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Chloe, where are your bags?"

Chloe gestured for me to follow her out to the car. She turned back around and gave James a sultry look. "We could use a big strong man like you to help out."

I swear to god, if she winked, this bitch is getting slapped to China. James gave me a questioning look and I sighed and nodded.

She opened the trunk and I got blinded by all the pink. See? Barbie.

Chloe chucked the largest, heaviest bag at me. I caught it, but I think it damaged my spleen. I blew my hair out of my face and maneuvered towards the house. I turned around and caught her backing up into James. No, let me correct myself. Backing her ass up into James. And giggling.

He coughed and sent me an alarmed look. I dropped the bag. "Chloe c'mon!" I said with fake cheeriness. "Lemme show you our room." I waited until she was a significant distance ahead of us before walking back to James. "And just what the fuck was that James?"

"I told you she's weird."

"Yeah, no kidding. More like she's slutting herself out to you."

He laughed and kissed me passionately. "You know I love you. But...you're cute when you're jealous."

He ran and picked up her bag and headed towards the front door. He stopped on the doorstep and winked at me.

"I AM NOT JEALOUS!"