You guys seemed to like the first kiss action there…and still hate her parents. There will be some good stuff happening with her family EXTREMELY soon so don't worry-her parents aren't that jacked up…okay they are but give them some time:D

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Playlist For Chapter:

Renegade--Styx

Supermassive Black Hole--Muse

What Was I Thinkin'--Dierks Bentley

Chapter 9--Double Grab

Today kind of sucked so far. I mean-it was great too because Brady and I are officially together and all that but it was freaking ridiculous trying not to stand too close to him when we walked in the halls or not be caught when we were actually physically touching or something. It was pretty stressful.

I was relieved when lunch came around though. I quickly got my food and sat by Megan while Brady got his food. "What's up?" she asked as I plopped down one the bench.

"Not much," I said before looking around, finally spotting Erika sitting nice and far away from me and behind Megan. I leaned towards her. "Okay, yeah, something's up," I admitted. "Brady and I are dating but we can't let Erika find out and it's killing me," I told her.

"Whoa, when did this little golden nugget occur-and where was I?" she asked.

I rolled my eyes. "Before school started," I told her easily.

"Huh," she muttered. "You need to call me in advance when you know epic things are about to happen so I can be there to witness it," she said as Brady came up behind me and sat down next to me. He gently took my hand under the table and I squeezed it back. Yay. "Aw, you two are so cute," Megan cooed as I rolled my eyes.

"Wow, you're a good secret keeper," Brady said sarcastically to me but smiling all the same.

I rolled my eyes. "You can tell your friends-as long as we know it won't get to Erika," I said easily. Which is all that mattered right now.

"So what are you guys doing after school?" Megan asked curiously.

I groaned. "Training. Dad's taking me to the track tonight-it'll be so fun," I said sarcastically. "What are you doing?" I asked her.

"Family Movie Night," she grumbled.

I raised an eyebrow as Brady chuckled beside me. "Why?" I asked.

"It's supposed to be some kind of freaking family bounding bull shit," she said. "Shut up Brady, I'm sure you're not doing anything better," she said, glaring at him as he laughed.

"Actually, I'm going to a bonfire tonight," he said. "I was going to ask you to come with me but I see you've made other plans," Brady said to me, pretending to cry.

I laughed and patted his shoulder. "Not my fault my Dad's a motocross Nazi," I said easily. And my Uncles. And my Mom depending on whether Dad's home or not.

"I still don't think it could possibly be that bad," he said doubtfully.

"You wait, I'll give you a personal training session tomorrow after school," I told him.

"Don't go easy on him-he doesn't deserve it," Megan cut in.

"No problem," I said easily.

"Hey! Are you guys seriously planning my demise while I'm sitting right here?" he asked incredulously.

Megan and I looked at each other. "Yes," we both chorused.

"Well then," Brady huffed as I grinned at him. He was just too cute.

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AFTER SCHOOL

"Hello," Brady said as I shut my locker.

"Hi," I grinned, slinging my bag over my shoulder.

"Can I ride back with you?" he asked with a grin. I knew it was kind of for show-seeing as half the school's population was staring at us right now. "For safety purposes," he added.

"Oh, alright then," I said with a nod and a slight smirk.

We walked through the parking lot and toward the bikes where Collin and Lettie were already standing together.

"Hey Collin, Lettie," Brady greeted.

"Hey guys," they both said at the same time, making me smile to myself. They were both so cute together. Brady and I got on our bikes and sped through the parking lot, weaving in and out people and cutting it so close that they jumped out of the way. I laughed as we zoomed down the streets, and unspoken race between Brady and I.

We both skidded to a stop at the front of my driveway next to a big pine tree. I laughed as I turned off my engine and Brady did the same before we got off. "Thanks Brady," I said, smiling as we came closer.

"For what?" he asked, taking one of my hands easily.

"Everything," I said. "For being so excepting with sneaking around-it makes me feel terrible that I have to do that to you," I admitted.

"It's fine. Really," he said, looking seriously into my eyes. "Just don't go too hard on me tomorrow," he added with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't be too sure about-"

"-Andy!" my Dad's voice called. My eyes widened and I instantly jumped away from Brady and turned around.

"Uh, yeah Dad?" I called, because I thankfully couldn't see him-which meant he couldn't see me and Brady.

"Are you with someone? I thought I heard-" he cut himself off as he came into view, looking from Brady to me and finally to Brady's bike. "Hello," he said.

"Uh, Dad this is my friend Brady. He rides too-but for fun," I told Dad.

"Really?" he said, raising an eyebrow.

"It's nice to meet you sir," Brady said, shaking his hand confidently.

"You too," Dad said, his eyes gliding back to the bike. "What kind of bike do you have there?" he asked curiously, kneeling down beside it. Oh, thank you sweet heaven above!

Then they started talking bikes. I was so relieved I almost cried. Dad didn't suspect anything and he was getting along with Brady just as good as he got along with all of my other guy friends who ride. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

"Andy, come here really quick," Dad called to where I was sitting on my bike a few feet away from the two of them, just watching.

I got up and walked over, crouching down between the two of them. "What do you need?" I asked.

"The clutch is jammed can you grab the-"

"-Got it," I said as I reached over disconnected and reconnected the wires-his fingers were too small to do it and I knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Thanks Ands," he said easily as I stood up.

"No problem," I smiled as Brady stared at me incredulously. Hey, I don't just ride them. One of my favorite parts of this whole mess is actually working on the bikes.

"We need to head to training now," Dad told me as he stood up. "I'm going to go hook up the trailer-it was nice meeting you Brady," Dad added, nodding to him-which shocked the crap out of me. He likes him! He almost never chooses to acknowledge people he just met when his mind's on motocross-because he forgets they're even there. It's not like he tries to be impolite, he just zones.

"You too Mr. Fuller," Brady said as my Dad walked up the drive. I turned to him with my mouth hanging open. "What?" Brady asked, confused about my expression.

"What did you do? Hypnotize him?" I asked incredulously.

Brady rolled his eyes. "I can be charming when I want to," he said, pretending to be offended.

I grinned and glanced back, seeing that my Dad was just heading inside. "Thank you Brady," I whispered, giving him a quick kiss before hopping on my bike. "See you tomorrow morning?" I asked hopefully.

He smiled widely at me. "Yep," he said, watching as I sped towards the trailer and up the ramp. Training is going to be hell.

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NEXT MORNING

I. Am. So. Sore. Last night was one of the hardest practice sessions I've had in a while and it sucked. I was trying new jumps for the first half and-since I haven't tried any of them using a pit yet-I wiped out hard. I actually had to get stitches across my right eyebrow after one of them. (A pit is like this swimming pool filled with all these foam chunks that you land in when riders first try new jumps on bigger ramps and stuff so they can get the footing and landing time down. I don't know if most people call them pits or if there's another word but that's what I've always called them. Oh, and I don't ride-I just watch motocross semi frequently. :D)

So now, I have seven stitches in my eyebrow, scratches all over my body, and bruises everywhere. This. Fuck'n. Sucks. "Morning Andrea," Erika said with a smug smile as she sat down across from me. You know, I'm really starting to hate breakfast.

"Erika," I greeted,

"Dad told me you got hurt the other day, are you okay?" she asked carefully, all signs of smugness gone.

I blinked. Was this a joke? "I…I'm fine," I told her, my confusion probably seeping through my voice. Was she…concerned? Whoa.

She just nodded and started eating her breakfast-talking to Mom when she came in the room. "I'm going to leave now," I told them, standing up slowly and watching them carefully. It feels like I'm waiting for them to pounce at me all of a sudden and shove and…I don't know, do something unbelievably horrible.

"Okay," Mom said. "Have a good day at school," she said, giving me a smile.

I quickly turned around and walked outside. That was…the weirdest, most quiet breakfast I've ever had in my entire life. It's freak'n me out.

I grabbed my bike and rode easily to the end of driveway, knowing Brady was waiting by the pine tree and out of sight of the house. "Hey Brady," I grinned.

When he looked up and saw me his eyes widened. He jumped off the bike and all but ran to me, carefully taking my face in his hands. "What happened?" he asked, his thumb stroking just outside the cut on my eyebrow.

"Ugh, I totally squashed this new jump," I told him, making a face. "It's just a couple of stitches-no big deal," I said with a shrug. It's not like it hasn't happened before.

"Does it hurt?" he asked carefully.

"It stings sometimes, but I'm fine," I assured him.

"Are you sure?" he asked again.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm positive. Now come on, we have to get to school," I said, giving him a quick peck on the lips and hopping on my bike. We got to school in no time and, sadly, didn't seem to have the same kind of luck we had the other and weren't the first ones there. Oh well, at least we could still talk with our friends and all that without having to hide anything.

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LUNCH

"Hey, can we sit with you guys today?" Claire asked, coming over to our table with Lettie, Collin, and Seth in tow.

"Go ahead," Megan said easily.

The all sat down and I watched with a satisfied smile as Collin held Lettie close to him-even though he clearly had trouble eating with his left hand. I stifled a laugh as his elbow kept bumping into Seth's and they kept scowling at each other. I may not know them all that well but they all seem like really great people.

Brady held my hand under the table again and I tried not to smile too wide. "What happened to your eyebrow?" Seth asked curiously.

"I biffed a new jump I just started working on," I told him with a shrug. "No big deal," I said.

I saw Collin share a look with Brady and shake his head, trying not to smile. "Looks like you have your hands full," Collin said with a slight smirk.

"At least I'm not the one who has to deal with Terrible Tony-no offense Vi," Brady added as I continued to look at all of them confused.

"Non taken-I know my brother's an overprotective idiot," she said easily.

"I didn't know you had a brother," I said.

"Yeah, Tony. He's dating Seth's sister," she said easily. "And I think he hates Collin," she added with a slight smirk.

"Hates? No, that's not a strong enough word-your brother wants to kill me," Collin said certainly as we all laughed.

"I'm sure it's not that bad," Meg said.

"You don't have a brother-if you did you would experience all the joys that comes with having them glare at every boy that comes within fifteen feet of you," I told her.

"True," she allowed.

"But not all brothers are like that though, right?" Brady asked.

"I don't know. Seth, what did you do when Leah was dating people and you were in middle school?" Claire asked.

"I glared at them," Seth answered without missing a beat. "It also helps that Dad was around and he used to glare at them too," he said with a far away look in his eyes and a slight smile playing on his lips.

A sudden shriek ran through the open air of the outside portion of the cafeteria. All of our heads snapped over to find Erika jumping out of her seat and running straight at…no fucking way!

I shrieked too and jumped out of my seat, bolting after Erika and leaving my friends and Brady behind me. "Derek!" Erika and I yelled at the same time, launching ourselves at our laughing older brother.

He hugged Erika first as I made my way over. When he let go of her and looked up me his eyes zeroed in on the cut on my head and then he lunged at me, picking me up and twirling me around as I laugh. He put me down and kissed the top of my head. "Derek, what are you doing here?" I asked as I grinned. We hadn't seen him in so long.

"Can't I come visit my sisters and not have a reason why?" he asked with a grin.

"No, but it's you," Erika said, nudging his side as he mussed up her hair.

"But seriously, it's lunch time. What are you doing here?" I asked curiously.

"I got bored waiting for school to be over," he said with a slight smirk. "Mom thinks I'm going fishing or some bull crap like that," he said offhandedly.

"Derek, you better leave before we get in trouble," Erika said with a raised eyebrow.

"Psh, you're scared of getting detention?" he asked her mockingly.

"Uh, yeah," she said. "I'm leaving-good luck kicking him out Andrea, you know how Dad gets if you get in trouble," she added before leaving. Thanks for the tip.

I pursed my lips and looked from Derek, to the parking, and back to my table of friends who were all staring over at me and my brother. "Fuck it," I said. "Come on Derek, you can have lunch with me," I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him along with me.

"Sounds good, sis," he said, throwing an arm over my shoulder. He really didn't give a shit.

"Hey guys, this is my brother Derek who is here…for no reason at all. Derek this is Megan, Lettie, Collin, Seth, Claire, and Brady," I said, pointing everyone out as we sat down. I felt really tiny sitting between Derek and Collin.

"So Derek, where do you go to school again?" Megan asked easily, probably remembering something about me mentioning him.

"University of Washington," he told her. "I'm studying mechanical engineering," he said easily.

"Surprise, surprise," I muttered with a smirk.

He rolled his eyes at me. "You like that crap-so zip it," he said.

"Yeah, yeah," I grumbled, glaring at him. He always made fun of me for being the most boyish-girl he's ever met.

"So what happened there?" he asked, pointing to my eyebrow.

"The Double Grab," I told him, my face contorting into a slight scowl.

"Ouch," he said, making a slightly pained face. "I remember the first couple times with that-you're using a pit though, right?" he asked.

"Nope. There isn't one close enough," I told him.

"Shit," he muttered. "I'll talk to Dad," he said.

My eyes widened. "You are not talking to Dad about anything related to motocross-I'm surprised he let you in the house," I hissed quietly, hoping not to distract everyone from whatever they were talking about since they decided to let my brother and I catch up. I appreciated that.

Derek rolled his eyes. "He doesn't hate me that much," he said. I raised my eyebrows. "Okay, he just doesn't approve of my decisions; but I'm not letting you try to do that without some pit practice first-I'm surprised you didn't brake something," he said.

"I'm doing just fine-I almost had it," I told him happily. I really did.

"Fine, but I'm going to your next training session," he said certainly.

"Uh Derek, I'm kind of…," I trialed off, not sure how to explain my promise to Brady.

"Oh come on, Dad told me you have free training today," he said.

"I do; but I'm not exactly riding alone," I admitted quietly.

His eyebrows raised. "Then who are you riding with?" he asked curiously. My eyes darted pointedly to Brady. "Really?" he asked, a sly smile forming on his face. I nodded carefully. "Well then, training's going to be even more fun than I thought," he said with a mischievous smile. Well shit.

Okay, you guys met the brother! Yay! And now he's going with Andy and Brady on their little training session thing. You'll learn a lot more about them in the next chapter!!! REVIEW! Big epic-ness coming up!

Double Grab: Grab the back of the motorcycle with both hands while extending the body off the back of the bike.