Chapter 3: Private Training

Another chapter because I thought you might appreciate it. Written half-way through hospital appointments.


His alarm clock buzzed before he woke up at five minutes to four, his eyes opening with a start as he patted the off button, getting out of bed. Walking towards the kitchen down the stairs after getting dressed and ready with the bag, he already heard the sound of a car pulling up, undoubtedly with the drill sergeant called Summer Rose inside.

'Lucky break for me… I woke up early.'

A bleary-eyed look was all that he gave her as he poured some of the cereal in the bowl and then added some milk to it and mixed it, the woman tapping him on the shoulder. "That's a good little private… Come here for your morning shock-up, hmmm?" He caught sight of Summer wearing something different, the short top that she'd worn before now replaced with a top that said 'Bad-ass Bitch' in bold green letterings, a set of shorts that looked to be tight and a set of sneakers that looked just damn right for kicking someone's ass.

"Or…"She leaned against him, her arms wrapping around him. "Do you have some sort of feelings for my little girl, hm?" He wondered, as she rubbed herself against him, a soft hiss coming from his throat. "Should I prepare the wedding bells?"

"I'm sure that won't be necessary." He said, as she straightened out, her body popping lightly as his mother came down, her eyes looking still somewhat sleepy.

"It's four in the morning… You're taking him out for a run?" Summer grinned, as she strode up, a nod.

"Gotta get bright and early, or else there'll just be some flabby meat on his bones… And I want a fit young man cleaning my pool." His mother's eyes cleared up a little as she looked at him, a low snort coming from her mouth as she went for the fridge, opening it up and pouring herself a glass of orange juice.

"If you make him into a man, all the power to you." The woman said, before she turned her head. "No funny business, though. I don't want to hear about some sort of weird rumours about the two of you."

Summer seemed to bounce a little, a grin on her face. "Aww, but it'll be fun to let a man tackle me to the ground! Everyone loves mud wrestling!" His mother's face was lacking in amusement, as Summer winked conspiratorially at him. "I'll just wear my sexy bikini as a reward for him and slip him a fifty. You know teenagers… Always thinking with their lower body."

His mother winced, giving him a look. "No funny business around Miss Rose and her daughters… If I catch one whiff of you having done something improper…" The woman warned, and her warning was as good as gold.

"Oh, I don't know… perhaps it'll be me tying his little reedy frame to the bed and making sure that he makes my daughters real women, heh." The grin on Summer's face was enough as his mother sniffed with distaste. "No, I am not going to tie him to my bed…" The woman immediately deflected. "No promises about not tying him to a chair and force-feeding him my food, though."

His mother's expression was tired, as she rubbed at her eyes, sighing. "As long as he returns safe and sound, that's okay with me." He gave her a hurt look, to which she gave him a half-hearted glare.

"I can trust her to keep you on the straight and narrow. Anyone who's able to get you out of bed at four in the morning is worth keeping around." That she had such an evaluation of him might have been because he enjoyed sleeping in, or that the habit of 'getting out of bed just in time' might be getting a little too used.

"Thank you for not swearing, Summer." Ruby's mom smirked, giving his mother a wink.

"It's not for everyone. I'll let the maggot get himself turning into a damn fine fly when I'm through with him." He groaned, knowing that this day would be tougher than yesterday. "Aww, don't you groan at me, Jaune. You're going to have fun! I'll pay you for the cleaning."

The trip in the car was mostly silent as Summer focused on her driving, his eyes watching her expression carefully as she drove towards the stretch of forest that was even further, a long trail being where she parked the car, the key put in a zipper-locked pouch. "So…"

The woman got out, looking at him with a severe look. "We're going to be doing a few crunches and a light run. Nothing too strenuous, since you're going to be feeling like hell tomorrow." The sunlight was still a fading glow in the distance, the brightening of the sky above enough for the eyes to adjust a little. He felt a thrill as she leaned up, her arms pressing around his hips, lifting him up easily.

"That's the strength I'm going to put in you, Jaune." The voice of the woman was direct as she shunted him to the side, her arms letting go of him with her chest pressing against him. There was an odd look on her face, as she suddenly leaned forward and laid her head against his chest. She seemed to listen to his heartbeat for a moment before she looked up. "That's a good and solid ticker… Now, let's get to work."

She worked him hard. As the sun rose and the morning spun into being, he was panting and wheezing, the run that they went on having at least three to four miles as a start, the fresh smell of the forest contrasting with how the smell of bodies that'd been exercising had went. If this was light exercise, it was at the very least something that Summer stood behind.

"Alright, you piss-soaked maggot! Thirty push-ups and don't you dare thing I won't count them!" He dropped to the position and then started, feeling the weight of Summer's bag on his back, the experience making him firm his back a little, even as he did a push-up. The weight that she added was more than expected, even as she crouched in front of him.

"That's the spirit, Jaune…" Her encouragement was different from the drill instructor, as she let her voice go softer. "One…"

Sweat dripped from his brow onto the dirt, her body on his, the smell of her body and her shampoo and whatever she had that made her smell like a girl in his nose. He felt his body react, knowing that she'd done things with him that he could've only dreamed of. "Five…"

Her voice was soft and encouraging. "You can do it, you little bitch. Show me that you've got some balls!"

Ten push-ups with her weight on top of his back was barely doable, even though he'd gotten the perfect view of her there, her little crouch showing her best attributes. The silver eyes that had been a unique family trait seemed to shine a little as he worked through another set of five, his whole body quivering. "That's it, you little dicked bastard… Come on! Fifteen more and I'll let you get something of a reward." He wondered what that might be, remembering the moment yesterday when she'd allowed him a handful of her breasts, to squeeze and to feel.

"Do it…" As he reached twenty, she brushed a hand through his sweaty hair, combing it back. "Another ten, sweetheart… A man who's worthy of my little Ruby isn't a quitter."

He wanted to ask whether he would be worthy of her, since she'd done things with him, but the sight of Ruby being with Weiss brought another pall to his heart, his face falling. Another five and he quivered. "Come on, you little bitch… Is this the guy who groped my tits yesterday? Is this the guy who was the man of the house yesterday, mowing down trees and bossing Raven's little crotch-dropping around? Come on, give me another five and show me what you've got! Be a man!"

He fought through the muscle-strain and the pain as he did another five push-ups, Summer leaning back a little, her face looking still a little damp as she did, her eyes looking at him with amusement. "Good boy… Here, have a present from me." A bottle with cool water was held out in front of him as she'd somehow prepared it, the look on her face warm. For a moment, he looked at the bottle before he got up.

"Now… easy… Don't drink too much." The water went down like a godsent, the pleasure of the coolness sliding down his throat being something that sent the burn in his muscles down to manageable levels.

"Do you ever think about the future?" He asked, to which Summer's expression seemed to change gently. "I mean… I think I'm pretty blessed with such a pretty and sexy woman teaching me how to be a bit more in shape, but…"

"I wanted a family." She said, her voice a little distant as she turned away. "A big family, with six or seven kids." He couldn't get a bead on her expression, as she took a deep breath. "I wanted to…" She swallowed audibly. "I wanted to live with my bestie for the rest of our days, but she and I…"

She turned her gaze back. "You must think it silly, but we both liked the same guy. We were in the same squad and well… He knocked Raven up first and after she bolted like the cowardly bird she is, we sort of got together…" He'd heard something of the sort

"He comes to visit sometimes and he pays the alimony… I mean, I'm no slouch with finances. Uncle Sam paid for these muscles and the best mind of our team to be in tip-top shape!" She flexed, as her gaze turned to the heavens. "But… It's probably silly to think about it at your age. You don't know what you'll see when you're getting shot at in a desert and…"A far-off look in the eyes, one that his father had on some days.

"It's okay."He said. He knew that she must've seen some stuff during her time in the Marines. "I want to have a wife, a nice little house and a few adorable kids."

She smiled at him, taking a deep breath, the look in her eyes a little dewy as she did. "Keep on hanging on to that dream, Jaune." The sharp turn of her head to the side and the small quiver of her shoulders told him that she was emotional. "It's a lot more difficult in the real world…"

He drank some more water, taking small sips and feeling his body hydrate a little more. Summer seemed to cheer up, giving him a sly grin. "So… Now that baby's had his bottle… Do you need to do some burps? Give me ten burpees, buddy."

She demonstrated for him, the motion fluid, the dirt that covered her hands rubbed off on her thighs. "And if you do them well enough… let's say that we can let you get some more lessons on how to make a woman happy." He moved faster than he'd expected, going through those motions even though his body protested.

She looked at him and then glanced at her watch. The display showed that it was nearly seven, time for most sane people to be up and at their morning breakfast or something of the sort. "Jaune…" She started, sitting herself down on the hood of the car, the outfit that she wore clinging to the skin. "The most important thing for a woman is to have someone to depend on, when the world's turned against you."

She patted the spot next to her, and he sat down, as she looked at him. The sweat had made a long streak of damp fabric there, her breasts pushing up the fabric a little. "We're not all strong and tough, at least not all the time." She paused, swallowing. He didn't know what to say, as she looked at him.

"You're a great guy for Ruby. She looks up to you, though her girlfriend isn't too fond of you." That definitely smarted a bit as he watched her, her eyes looking down. "And… Not to be rude but… there's also something that I should just say…"

"Ruby is my best friend. That she's… that she's together with the girl I had a crush on isn't… it isn't my place to be feeling upset about it. Love is love." She stiffened, as she took a deep breath, as if trying to muster the courage to speak.

"It's wrong, Jaune. It's wrong that she's teasing you with things that could be there, just because she can't bear to lose you." The admission of that was like a shock. "You may be denser than a septic tank in the desert, but I'm not. She's letting go a little fucking diamond ring for some tart who might be separating from her for her career."

Weiss had always been about her career, even whilst partnered with Ruby. "She cares for you, you little moron." Summer's eyes were heated, as she looked at him with an expression that was beyond the pale. "And when the Kraut decides it's time to stop being the gay little runt that she is, she'll shatter my little girl."

"Weiss would never-" Summer's eyes were fierce as her hands slammed him down on the hood, the woman straddling him in a flash.

"She will. She's just concerned with getting her rocks off, before ditching her partner. I've seen it with my best friend and I've seen it in her eyes… The moment that it'd be advantageous, little miss Kraut will be getting her ass bent over a couch and screaming for the dick that'll be landing her a better contract or a movie role." He wasn't able to say a thing, even as Summer looked at him, her hands gripping his shirt. "And you know what'll happen then? My little baby girl will be crushed. She'll seek solace with other girls, get addicted and then I'll get the message that she's been found with heroin in her system, drowned in her own fucking vomit…" The silver eyes looked sad and afraid.

"I won't let her do that, Jaune. If I can't make you into a man who's able to make her… make her…" The tears were coming, even as her body's energy seemed to sag, her body rocking slowly side-to-side, her gaze locked with his own. "I just don't want anything to happen to my baby. Yang can take care of herself, and I promised Raven that I'd take care of her as if she were my own baby, but Ruby…"

"It's okay." He tried to go in for a hug, her arms resting on his own. The comfort that he felt around Ruby and her mother was something that'd been rare. It had been a moment of release, even as Summer's eyes stared deep into his own, and she pressed him down against the hood of the car, her arms holding him as they wrapped around him.

Her tongue slid deep into his mouth in a frenzied, passionate kiss, her breathing deep, the smell of sweat and her shampoo stronger, as their lips remained locked. She looked surprised suddenly, her body moving back as a shudder ran through her. Her breathing deep and almost gasping, as she shuddered, getting off him and taking a few steps back. "I shouldn't…"

"It's okay, it's… it's okay." He said, trying to calm her down. She didn't seem ready to calm down immediately, as she looked at him, fingers pressed against her lips as if coming to terms. "Let's just… relax, alright?"

She looked doubtful, even as he idly noticed that her nipples had started to poke against the fabric. An idle observation, yet telling of her need. "Yes…" She swallowed heavily, as she shook her head seemingly to clear the cobwebs. "We should get back to my place."

It was awkward, no matter how you turned it. The look on her face was melancholic and distant, the trip back kept in perfect silence with only the engine sounds audible.


When the car turned into the garage, he caught sight of Yang already going through the moves of her practice, the body that'd been honed through a mix of boxing classes and other things to build the muscles up to perfection moving with swift and delicate motions to deliver punches and jabs.

"Hey mom, hey Jaune… Come to join me for some practice? I need a good target to hit." Summer seemed to be back to her normal state, even with her eyes still a little saddened.

"You can talk with Jaune for a bit whilst I get breakfast started, sweetheart. He's been a good boy, so he deserves to talk to a beauty." Yang grinned a confident grin, even as she sauntered up to him with a sway to the hips.

"Soo… What'd mom drill you on, huh? The average 'run for a few miles, get your ass beat into the ground' drill, or just something a little bit more exciting?" The tone she used was casual even as the sweat beaded on her brow, her hair bound back with a single hairtie, her eyes looking him over. "Yeah… that looks average. Not enough dirt on your body for the special drill."

"Well… I can say that it's nice to be able to move." He said, even as Ruby appeared up from the window. "Good morning, Juliet! I'm not going to be singing you a serenade today, Ruby." The girl smiled, even as she leaned forward, showing a pyjama shirt that had been half-opened, exposing her creamy skin.

'Oof…'

She'd probably be able to work as Summer's body double if she grew up a little more. "Jaune! Good morning!" He felt a pat on his chest by Yang, who grinned at him. 'Come on, dodge' she mouthed at him, as he dodged a few telegraphed punches. "I'm coming down! Weiss just went for her shower so… Gimme a moment!" The knowledge that Weiss was taking a shower and the images that it brought to his mind were not something that enticed him now as Yang swung her fist in a round-about punch, his body dodging back to give her no chance to hit him, his eyes watching carefully for her next swing.

"Come on, Arc… Are you a man? If you dodge five of them, perhaps I'll let you get a feel of some titties."

The taunt was there, obviously to inspire him or to damn him… You never really knew with Yang one way or the other. She had her teasing moments and was confident in her skills. The first jab that she gave he dodged, his protesting muscles allowing him to be out of range, even as her knuckles brushed against his chest with the next punch, the next three landing on his hips and in his stomach area.

She obviously had restrained her strength as she did because he only felt the wind being knocked out of him and a minor burn on his chest where she'd tapped him, but it was better than a full power Yang punch. She'd thrashed a club once… which wasn't something that she'd let people forget about.

"That's it… No titties for you, buster." The grin that she had was confident and a little dismissive as she patted him on the shoulder, strutting to the house even as Ruby emerged, still clad in her pyjamas. Summer might comment on it, as she looked adorable with her little rose-print pyjama pants, but it was not something that seemed to be a problem.

"Mom's making pancakes! Ooh!" The excitable cheer in the girl's voice was a bright ray of sunshine even as she bounced. "Sooo… how was day two of the Summer Sweat Service?" The image that such terminology called up was entirely different from how Ruby had intended, even as he smiled.

"She's a hard drill instructor… Never let me rest, or let me have the time to myself to focus." That she'd had her tongue down his mouth was something that he wasn't going to tell Ruby. "She's… She's pretty cool." Ruby smiled, as she usually did, her head tilting to the side as she practically seemed to hop back and forth on both feet.

He entered the Rose home with Ruby currently chatting his ear off about the movie that she'd seen with him, her excitement clearly visible on her face as she told about the glorious car chase. He could see Weiss already seated, eating her pancake with a sleepy look on her face.

"Shower first, young man. No filthy men at my table." Summer somehow didn't change, the woman smelling of sweat and exercise as she flipped a pancake a few times. He gave an embarrassed sound as she told him what to do, before pointing to the towel that'd been hung over a chair. "You've got ten minutes to get squeaky-clean. Then Ruby is going to help you clean the pool, because she's in need of some more exercise."

The groan that Ruby gave was enough to show that the girl didn't want to, even as she sat down in front of her pancake, currently looking like it'd been buried under an avalanche of strawberries.

He stepped into the shower after shedding his clothing, the bag that carried his spare shirt and the swimming shorts that he'd brought with him sat at the tiled floor. He looked at his expression in the mirror before he flexed a little, stepping into the shower that was still somewhat damp.

Thinking back to the kiss that Summer had given him out of the blue, he felt himself respond, the feeling of warmth from the water enough, as he braced himself. The pleasant feelings inside of him were confusing, even as he tried to focus on anything rather than the feeling of her lips, the knowledge that she'd sucked his cock with those lips…

He stepped out of the shower and towelled off slowly, making sure that his body remained perfectly clean, the swimming shorts that he'd opted to wear today feeling a little tighter on him. He knew that he might just have to endure the trials ahead of him today.

The pancake was nice and fluffy, three of them on a stack in front of him. He was briefly reminded of his friend Nora, who craved pancakes a lot, a leftover from her youth apparently, as her boyfriend Ren would comment on frequently. Summer was off into the shower, getting herself ready for… whatever it was.

"Sooo… We've got to get the vacuum out and clean the water… Sure, there's plenty to be said about that but we can do it!" Ruby's little pep-talk was amusing, as she smiled, her bright silver eyes holding a lust for life and fun. The cute rose-print bikini that she usually wore for swimming really made her look cute. "Sooooooo…"

As he stood at the edge of a pool with what was essentially a scrubbing brush on a stick, he wondered what Ruby was going to do. As she balanced herself holding a large vacuum-like apparatus in hand, she grinned at him. "Alright… I'll do the vacuuming after you've brushed the sides. Remember: Cleaning fluid on the brush, not in the pool. Mom would be a little upset if we did that, but… thanks."

He felt awkward as she thanked him, her eyes going to the pool and then at him. Her cheeks turned a little rosy as he started to scrub the side, the foamy suds starting to push through the pool's water, though it supposedly was the stuff that kept the water clean. He could see the brush scrub over the tiles at the edge, moving slowly.

"I'll be going out for some groceries. Jaune? You're the man of the house… So keep the vagabonds that try to steal my little Ruby away out of the home, alright?" The woman smiled as she stood at the door opening, Ruby turning redder in the face. "I expect a clean pool when I return! I want to be able to skinny-dip without feeling the grimy little powder of a cookie explosion on my skin, Ruby Rose!"

Ruby turned red at the thought, and he didn't comment on it as Summer disappeared. "It was one time… but… It was true what they said about cookie dough. Ouch, ouch, ouch…" He blinked owlishly as he realized what she'd just said. "I mean… eh… Nothing."

"Suuuure." He responded, even as Ruby nodded. "I heard nothing. Ruby Rose, demolisher of cookies, did not eat cookie dough."

She turned a little red, even with his motions of scrubbing continuing. "Do you think mom's happy?" She asked suddenly, her voice sounding a little more introspective and serious. "Training with you, that is. She's been more animated than before… She doesn't talk about the past so very much…"

"It's like…" The sigh that Ruby did was sad, as she ran a hand through her short hair. "It's like when dad talks about him and mom together." The soft smile on her face was bitter, even as he continued to scrub.

"Hey, Jaune… Help me put this away for a bit. I can't reach the shelf where the chlorine is kept…" She held up the vacuum, even as the pool had been emptied of the random leaves and other debris that'd gotten into the water, the dirty filter having been cleaned with the aid of the hose. He helped her as she opened the door up to the shed, pointing towards the spots where the tools were to be kept for pool-cleaning. He could see a box with 'POOL PILLS' scrawled on it in bright green marker, taking out one of the packets and then checking the contents, a plastic-wrapped tablet that looked like the stuff you'd put in your dishwasher.

"Thanks. Hey, close your eyes for a bit, Jaune…" He did as she asked. He felt her hug him, just like her mother had hugged him earlier, and then felt her push up.

Lips pressed against his own in a feather-light kiss, even as he opened his eyes and looked at her, her face red and flushed. "Thank you." She said in a soft tone, as she swallowed audibly. "I'm… I like you and I like Weiss, but…" She looked away, as she flushed. "Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for not… for not thinking I'm just some little kid."

Conflict warred inside him, even as she let go and took a few steps away. "Yang probably would be… a bit pissed, really. She's not… well, she's not someone who likes two people. I really love Weiss, but… But you're someone I like-like as well." He felt conflicted, even as she turned her gaze down. "I just… I just wanted you to know, eh… yeah?"

He felt a little stunned as he looked at her, her expression flushed as she turned away. "I mean… Kissing girls is nice, but kissing boys is… nice too?" The hesitation in her voice was visceral as she looked at him, a dubious look in her eyes.

"I think… I think I'm going to go. Thank you for helping me out with the pool and for… and for making mom just a bit happier. She's not… She's not been too happy and we've tried to… But perhaps training someone and being able to shout at them is good for her? I don't know, I just want… I want her to be happy too. She deserves to laugh and smile and be happy."

He was confused, even as Ruby smiled at him once again. "She's a good woman." He said, even though confusion warred in his mind, unsure how to take this kiss from Ruby and the earlier kiss from Summer. "She's… She's someone who sees something in me, something that she's trying to pull out."

"And she's going to kick your ass if you don't help her with the groceries, buster." Summer's voice intruded, as the woman entered with two grocery bags under her arms, giving Ruby a look. "Get that thing in the pool and then cover it up. We'll do a test of the water tonight when it's cool."

Ruby was off, even as he took one of the grocery bags, carrying it towards the kitchen. "Thank you for helping out a bit." She said, her voice sounding thankful as she set the grocery bag onto the kitchen table, Yang and Blake looking up from their spot on the couch, Weiss currently engaged with a mobile game on her phone, her eyes barely glancing up.

"Three more bags, Jaune… You can do it." He would, as she smacked his ass playfully, turning to put some of the cleaning supplies in the cupboard where they belonged.

He did as she asked, assisting her with some of the higher cabinets, taking care to put everything where it belonged. "Tomorrow's your trial by fire, Jaune… I'm going to get you something nice to work on, with the rest of the day off by the pool." The tone was serious, as she looked at him. "At six, though. You deserve two more hours of rest."

As they ate their evening meal – Fresh-grilled pork cutlets with some cauliflower and corn with mashed potatoes, he took notice of how Ruby was giving him little looks, whilst Weiss was disinterestedly staring at her food as if she expected it to run away screaming. Yang and Blake were currently occupied with having a moment of their own, Yang doing imposing posturing whilst Blake merely smiled indulgently.

"So, I'll be delivering you home, unmolested by the women of the house…" Summer said, even with her amused expression clearly hinting to him that it might not be molestation inside the house that she intended, when Blake spoke up.

"I'll take him. I've got to get home to mom and dad anyways, so it's no problem." He looked at her and shrugged. To deny the offer would be seen as unduly suspicious, so he smiled gratefully at her.

"Thanks a lot." The cool look that he received was enough of an acknowledgement, even as Summer pulled out her wallet and then pulled two twenty dollar bills and a single ten dollar bill out.

"Here's your legally issued bribe to keep the fact that we're all hot and sexy women out of the general population's notice." He looked at the bills and then tucked them in his pocket, hoping that he wouldn't forget about them. "And do buy a girl something nice with that, you hear? Us ladies don't mind a bouquet of flowers. Ruby likes her roses."

"Mom!" Ruby said, turning red. "You can't just-" Her mother seemed to not be bothered by her daughter's outburst.

"Yang likes tulips… and Blake is partial to catnip, or so I've heard." The death glare that Blake sent to Yang was met with a cheeky grin and a wink.

"I know ya love me, babe… So what if mom knows that you purr like a kitty when you see them, hmm?" Blake batted at her girlfriend/friend/whatever they were, her smile breaking out.

"I quite enjoy tulips as well as marigolds." Blake added, even as Yang started to wrestle with her.

"No wrestling at the table! I remember the food fight!" Summer's voice cut through, sharp and like the tone that she used. "Chocolate syrup does not go there!"

Yang flushed, as did Blake. Summer looked ill-amused. "And neither does cookie dough go there either! You're going to get an infection if you do something like that!"

He wasn't sure that he wanted to know by this point.

As he sat in the car next to Blake, he idly wondered what was going to happen tomorrow. The weather forecast started up.

'Looks like it's going to be hot…'

"You're home." Blake said, her voice lacking emotion, the door's lock clicking a little as she halted the car. He grabbed his bag and got out, looking at her for a moment before giving a wave, the light little sniff of disdain and the use of some sort of spray on the seat where he'd sat making him feel a little bit affronted, yet he shrugged it off. It wasn't his problem if she didn't like him.

"Hey there, little brother." The grin on his sister's face was enough to warn him that there was going to be some annoying questions asked. "Who's the girl… and why did she drive you home, hmmm? Are we going to be seeing babies in our future anytime soon?"

"Oh god, please… I get enough about that from Saph and Terra…"He pushed past his sister, whose grin seemed to broaden.

"So there is something going on!" He didn't humour her as he walked towards his bedroom, pulling the bills out and putting them into his little saving bin, shaped like the mascot of the cereal, Pumpkin Pete.

"Tell! What's her name! Did you two have sex?" A groan came, as he looked at her. "No, wait… You had sex! Oh gods, I've got to tell the others!"

"We didn't do anything. She's Ruby's sister's girlfriend, not mine." His sister's face fell, even as her hand ran through her hair. The blonde had a blue streak running through it. "Now leave me be. You've got some stuff to do, don't you?"

"Sure, sure… We'll get to hear it from your lame mouth anyways whenever a girl shows an interest… Geez."

He watched the door shut and then sighed. He'd been kissed by a mother and a daughter today…

'Whatever do I do now?'

Tomorrow would tell, though. Summer had hinted at a hard day for him.


Enjoy. Things are... probably a bit clearer about the dynamics in the friend group. Somewhat. A challenger appears! More teenage drama!