AN: Here's Phil's chapter! Still tempted to post two... but I haven't built up enough chapters to do so, which sucks. Writer's block is a total whore and I want her to delete my number. Anyway, here you go guys! Read, review, enjoy. And don't hate me outta confusion! Everything you're curious about will be explained in later chapters! lol.


Phil DeVille

March 30th, 2010

"That was forty-five minutes of my life I'd like to get back," Kimi cringes as she steps into my house and kicks off her flip flops. "Did you see Tommy's face? He doesn't look healthy. He's been drinking too much, I can tell." She's walking to my fridge and grabbing something to drink. "And Dil looked absolutely stoned off his ass. He barely spoke."

"Well, everyone was pretty quiet..." I mention. "Maybe it was just awkward for them, Kimi."

"You want something?" She says, holding the fridge door open and I shake my head so she slams it. "...And Maya and those pills, what was that?" She adds to her rant as she makes her way to the couch. I fight the urge to roll my eyes. Sure, the little 'Reunion' hangout at Java Lava wasn't as much as a success as it sounded like it'd be... but it couldn't have been that bad for Kimi to sit there at a table of people she'd at least been able to exchange words with in the past year.

I didn't speak to any of them aside from Lil, Maya, and Kimi. So it was way more awkward for me than for her, I'd imagine. The guys and I had stopped talking in the middle of Freshman year. Tommy and I had gotten into a little disagreement and ever since then, Dil and Chuckie have made it a point to stop being cool with me too. As if it was any of their business. I guess I could see how Chuck might have felt some way about everything, seeing as the whole reason Tommy and I stopped being friends was because of his sister. But Dil probably didn't even have an opinion formed about it. I'm guessing he just went with whatever his brother said.

I laugh to myself. If only Lil would listen to me as much... I guess that's because I'm not older than her. We're twins, as I'm sure you already know. And... up until high school, we used to be really close. It started around freshman year... as soon as I started playing football and getting well-known I was the only thing she'd ever hear about in school. Our teachers would always tell her about how good of a player I was, and how I'd probably get a scholarship someday and how well-behaved of a student I was. And all of our classmates would tell her how much we looked alike. She started hating me for it. I'd get yelled at every day after school, and it got so bad she eventually just avoided seeing me in the halls, even at home sometimes. So, if you ask Lil, being a twin is not that fun. She can't be her own person without me.

I hear her name somewhere outside of my thoughts and I realize that Kimi's still going on and on about today. Finally, I shush her by bringing her into my arms. Our foreheads touch and she smiles.

"Sorry..." She chuckles and I move a bit of hair out of her face.

"It's alright. Just... no more today, okay? Let's not talk about it anymore." And I kiss her. She lays back on the couch underneath me and I roll her shirt up. My fingers trace shapes on her smooth, flat stomach and she squirms.

"Stop that, Phil." She laughs, pulling me back into her again. She leans forward a bit and unhooks her bra from behind her, pulling it out from underneath her shirt. I lay her back down and cup one of her tits in my hand. I'm leaning into the crook of her neck so I start kissing and biting her now, and she's moaning in my ear. I feel myself start getting hard as she trails her hand down to my crotch.

Her eyebrows raise and she smiles coyly. "Okay, let's go upstairs..." And the next thing I know, she's throwing her bra over my shoulder and leading me to my bedroom.