OK - here's a bit of Brandon and Michelle. I realise for a story based around them they're not in it that much lol! What can I say - even writing Michelle makes me want to punch her! :P The next section will be focussed a lot on her, Jesus and Evan but first of all here's some rebellious Brandon as promised to mcgirl6541! Remember if there are any scenes/interactions you would like to see do drop me a suggestion - I have already worked the ones I have had so far into it (mainly in later chapters) and I will always do my best to do so with any more. As always - love to hear the feedback so keep the reviews/PMs coming if you would be so kind - and thanks for the ones so far!

"Are you sure it's settled?" Michelle asked tapping her driving wheel furiously. "OK, so how long do we have?" the voice on the other end of the line mumbled their response.

"OK, well that gives me some more time. I need to work in a little further. He's pretty compliant but I think I need to work harder on the family. They're all very close. That was exactly why I chose him Carl – well that and he's smokin' hot. Look, you left this with me so trust me. Of course I do! Don't tell me you're jealous? You know the arrangement." She bit her nail nervously and looked over to the house. She hadn't heard any bleeps or buzzes signalling the text. "I think I need to break him down a little more though – besides, it's getting boring. I can't pretend to be something I'm not and I need him to feel like we match. Plus, it'll be good to give him a little excitement." She let out a laugh at the response. "I'm not trying to corrupt little boys! And don't be stupid. I know what I'm doing. I wouldn't compromise it, I'll get the balance." She felt a buzz come through and checked her phone. "OK, that's him. Time to spice things up and blow his mind a little more." She rolled her eyes. "Get your mind out the gutter you pervert! Just let me know how your talk tonight goes." She put the phone down and took a deep breath. She had a clear aim and was here for one purpose. It didn't mean she couldn't enjoy herself on the way though...did it? Of course not. It was OK to ruffle things up a little, she still would never be suspected. Not of this.

"I take it everyone has gone to bed?" Michelle whispered as Brandon opened the back door to the house. He gave her a big smile.

"Yep, I waited an extra half hour. Where did you even go?" He said pulling her close to his body.

"Oh I had a friend to catch up with anyway. One of my friends works quite late so I gave them a call as their shift finished. But enough about that! We need to celebrate!"

Brandon pulled back and squinted at her slightly confused. "We do?"

"Oh yes." She said producing a bottle of fizzy wine. "For the first time ever, Brandon Foster is letting his dangerous side out to play!" She teased.

He flushed pink.

"Hey I can be rebellious!" He said. "I just like to wait till it's safe enough to be rebellious...don't wanna be burned by being reckless like I have done in the past." He paused slightly remembering the trouble he had gone through with Callie - but this was different. This didn't have all of the complicated family ties and in some ways was less intimidating. There was less at stake to lose and her kiss was inebriating. She was adventurous and daring - it brought him out of his shell. It made him feel more empowered than he had ever been. He didn't realise that it was because of his lack of power that she had this hold over him.

"OK, whatever Piano Man. I bet you've never snuck a girl here in the middle of the night before..." His mouth stuttered slightly and kissed her to avoid having to answer. She ran her finger down his chest.

"Thought as much..." she teased.

"I don't know what it is about you Chelle. You just make me feel like I don't care as much about the petty things."

"Well either way...if Kasey gets to have her boyfriend here 24/7 - we're just levelling the playing field...right?" She said with a hint of jealousy.

"You have a very good point there..." He smiled caressing her sides. She felt herself swooning slightly. Her intentions with this relationship were complicated and not entirely honest, but she wasn't immune to his charm and especially not to his looks or abilities.

"So, should we grab some glasses and head upstairs?" She said, forcing herself out of her trance. She tiptoed over to the cabinet and quietly pulled out a couple of glasses.

Seeing her there, silhouetted in the low light from the bright moon outside he strode over to her.

"My Moms are asleep..." He said kissing her neck once.

"We wouldn't want to wake them..." He kissed her again.

"Maybe we should just get started where we are..." He kissed her again, this time not stopping as he worked her way down to her collar bone.

Her eyes flared open with surprise and a little passion. She hadn't expected him to need so little encouragement. Her spell was working and she had clearly pushed him firmly into her command. A little more and there would be no doubt that he would be absolutely at her beck and call. Cemented firmly, nobody could prize her out and he would never suspect a thing. And oh, he had begun to unbutton her shirt. She was now almost forgetting her reasons for being here and falling under his command - but that was fine...she could let her guard down. It would all work in her favour.

Swept up in his touch she began to work up his shirt. They would be quiet and this would be sexier than she ever imagined with a boy as respectful and well-behaved as Brandon. Maybe he did have a streak of rebel in him - that would be an added bonus. She could pull this off and be more fulfilled at the same time. She threw his shirt on the ground just as the light flicked on and a shout filled the room.

"Holy - wow! I am so sorry!" Evan yelped.

Brandon turned, jumping backwards and knocking over one of the glasses Chelle had retrieved. It smashed onto the floor.

Michelle glared at their intruder scathingly as Evan panicked covering his eyes.

"I...was...water...I am really sorry. I..." He couldn't help but laugh slightly at the awkwardness as Brandon's mouth still flapped and he picked his shirt up covering his stomach and crotch. Michelle's temper flared rising up through her body as their moment had been ruined. Not only had Evan rebuffed her advances but he was now interrupting her time with Brandon. In her own skewed interpretation of the world this was a cruel injustice - and not the way it was supposed to be.

"Maybe I should just..." Evan flicked off the light unsure of how to proceed. "Oh, but the glass..." he flicked it back on. "Maybe I should go..." He turned and yelped again as he almost walked in to Stef. Stef! He panicked once more about having blown Brandon's cover and switched the light off one more time.

"I...nothing going on Mrs F. Sorry if I woke you, I'm just...lost." He put her arms on her shoulders and began to try and guide her out but she slapped his hand away.

"Will you quit playing with that light" She said slapping him this time on the chest and walking into the kitchen switched on the light to see what the fuss had been.

Michelle had had time to button up her shirt but Brandon still stood paralysed by the fear of it all.

It wasn't helped by the glare Stef now threw his way. He fidgetted with the hem of his shirt trying to think of the words. Michelle was more disappointed than scared and angrily rolled her eyes.

"Brandon?! What the...? This better be a joke!"

"Michelle and Brandon were just showing me where the glasses were." Evan desperately tried to cover with his sleepy mindset.

Stef turned and scowled at him.

"Evan. Bed." She said icily. He didn't hang around. Michelle followed him out with her eyes. He would pay for this.

Chapter 17 Preview: Eek! Stef ain't happy.

"Oh OK, so it's OK that you snuck your girlfriend in in the middle of the night because you weren't going to actually have sex in the kitchen?" Stef called him out edging closer and closer to him as he tried to fall back into the cabinet. He carefully positioned his arm trying to cover up the bottle but it only drew attention to it.