I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm clock going off. I'm sure everyone knows that sound very well. Anyway, I stopped the dreaded noisemaker before it game me a headache. I accomplished this feat by throwing it out the window; might I add that it's a real effect measure. Once I solved the root of the ringing in my ears problem, I exited my room and headed towards the bathroom.
"Hey Andi. What are you up to?" Jason asked, yawning as he walked towards his older sister still in his night time attire.
"Not a whole lot, Jas. But I'm planning on going out tonight with Tory to get my mind off of racing and all the pressures that come with it." I sighed and knew that Jason was a smart boy; he would catch on fast.
He blinked repeatedly at me in confusion. "Oh," he finally replied. "Does this have anything to do with someone who's name begins with a d and ends with a n?" Jason teased.
"Maybe," I retorted, walking straight past him. At this rate I was going to get nowhere fast; I was already falling behind. As you may have noticed, I can live on only taking ten minutes to get ready, so I only set my alarm fifteen minutes ahead; I had to make the small talk stop with Jason. There simply wasn't anymore time to chat. "Jason, I got to go. I'm going to be late and you know how impatient Tory is," I babbled as I closed the bathroom door behind me.
"Yeah, ok. But, I have a question," Jason asked, leaning against the door.
"Shoot," I shouted, brushing my teeth.
"Um, what would you say to me if I told you that Tory was hot?" he exclaimed.
"I guess I'd probably laugh and shrug it off. I'd also call you crazy. Tor has a boyfriend, Jason. So I don't think it would be very nice if you keep hitting on her every time she comes over," I chuckled, making sure he heard me loud and clear.
"Ah, this is going to suck. I won't hit on her for a price," Jason suggested into the awkward silence.
"Brother dearest, I have a feeling that this is going to be something huge at stake. You know, I really shouldn't be risking anything. I have my career to think about and I'm not paying you to keep your mouth closed," I fussed.
"Oh Andi! That isn't what I meant," Jason stumbled for his words. "What I'm trying to say is that I want you to tell Dean your feelings and the we're even."
"Jason, I like your ambition but I'm going to have to turn you down. Dean is all a part of my past. We are only strictly friends. Dad even said that I can't date until I'm eighteen. So it would be a waste of my time to tell him that I could possibly like him and then I can't date him. You just don't understand how bad I fell," I continued babbling, trying to catch my breath as I picked up a brush to tame down my wild hair.
"Ok, Andrea. I'll just go away because all of this love talk- well ah, my line won't work. Yes, I think I'm gonna hurl," he replied, using his fake French accent.
"So I see you still aren't over Renée, I stifled my laughter at the thought of that guy. He had a nasty tempter and was a womanizer. No one would hire him after the way dad exposed him for being a fake and dirty rider. Renée had seen the last of racing motocross races.
I smiled as I looked at my reflection in the mirror; I was still the same girl but by now my hair had grown to my shoulders. My look screamed clicked but I shook that thought out of my head; I was getting bad and judging myself.
Time was definitely not on my side, so I opened the bathroom door to the vacant hall. I blinked and wondered if the whole thing was my imagination running wild. There was not a trace of a single human being.
As I approached my door, I heard two voices arguing down the halls. The only thing that I could make out was that they were both masculine. The bickering continued so I became a bit nosey and I looked into my brother's room. He was having a chat with- wait, it was Dean. My breath immediately caught in my throat and I leaned against the door to see what was going on.
"Man, I know you like my sister but you can't
go behind my father's back and do so. Believe me, if I could change that then
we wouldn't be having this conversation. I would be willing to do anything for
my twin," Andy responded.
"I
guess you're right. You see, I just can't-
I took this as my cue to leave; I had already heard too much information and I was eavesdropping. What was happening to me? I sighed and found a nice pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt. The weather was absolutely perfect to wear that ensemble.
I was rudely interrupted by a knock on my door.
"Come in," I called with my back to the door. When I turned around, I felt like a child all over again. Dean was standing right there in front of me as I was bent over. I blushed a deep shade of red and waited for him to say something.
"Um, I was wondering if you want to practice a bit later? One of the bikes just doesn't feel right," Dean answered quietly.
"Sure, but I'm going out with Tory tonight so it might have to be tomorrow," I replied without any remorse. Why was it suddenly so easy to talk to him? Maybe it was because he was such an awesome guy that I had no worries towards him.
"That'll be fine. I guess I'll go and talk to Jason and see what he thinks," Dean mumbled, as he smiled and closed my door behind him.
Sadly, a smile appeared on my face; that guy could not keep me from smiling and I absolutely loved the attention. I guess that was the way you feel with two brother's around all the time. I'm just treated as another one of them, so when I get special attention it makes my day.
I headed downstairs and plopped down on one of the couches; I was still wrecked from my nape earlier. Yawning a few times, I noticed that I wasn't alone. Well not really, anyway. Dean was asleep on the other couch with grease covered on his face and his pants. Oddly, I thought he looked so cute. Guys who could get down and dirty were definitely my type.
The clock struck the appropriate time and Tory was right there on the dot. And I didn't even get to the door. Jason had beat me to it. So, I decided to do something that would scare the household and I took a pillow over to the couch that Dean was on and I closed my eyes as I got situated with the little room. If I disturbed him, the whole plan would be ruined.
A few moments later, a voice literally screamed and Dean jumped up at exactly the same time I did. Immediately I turned bright red; damn. There was no way out of this situation, but nothing could have made me feel bad. A huge grin was plastered across his face.
Tory and the rest of the household went into another room and I was left alone with Dean. Sometimes I just can't explain how I feel when I'm around him. It makes my teenage years the best years of my life. Well, so far anyway.
Dean cleared his throat and broke the silence. "So, how did you get over here?" he asked.
"Um, I was plotting something against Tory. Apparently she had to go egg roll and wake you up in the process. See, she talks about you and I all the time so I was going to play a little game with her," I replied as I sat up to face him.
"Really?" he asked as he got closer. "And what exactly were you trying to imply?" he asked softly, his smile getting wider.
"Um, you can figure that out for yourself," I teased and my heart sped up as he got closer and closer to my face. Then it happened.
A/n: Normally I would have left the old note in, but I just wanted to say that I'm going to finish chapter three within the hour so all the chapter's flow together. And if your curious, I'll update much sooner than last time.