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"Maya?" Zara asked, looking up from the dinner table. It had been a few hours since our parents dropped us off and left us like abandoned dogs. We were dining in the commons of Hell (the Academy) and we were eating fish sticks and fries. I brought back a billion memories as I shoved a stick in my mouth.

I looked over at my sister. She was the only one who was never away from home for so long. My mother had sent us, the twins, Dante, and me to Europe to go visit our grandparents, her parents, Janine and Abe. Zara was the only one who had stayed home, which sucked for her because my granddaddy Abe was a rich one and let us do whatever the hell it was we wanted to do and he bought us anything that month.

"What's wrong, hon?"

When Kyle noticed Zara's he dropped his food and immediately scooted over and put his arm around her. I looked around the room to see if Kayla was anywhere in sight. Only she knew how to cheer up Zara because they were both somewhat girly-girls, which was so not my thing, well it was but it was more their thing.

"Lil' sis, don't be sad."

Zara smiled a little. "I'm not sad. I just miss home."

Okay, Kyle had never been so brotherly with Zara. It was usually Kyle/Me and Cade/Zara, only Dante was out of the picture because he was usually bonding with every girl that would open her legs form him. God, he was so disgusting.

Kyle stood up and took Zara outside.

Kyle

I looked down at my little sister. Where was Cade when we needed him?

"Do you want to go with Cade?" I asked her, putting my arm around her.

"Yeah."

"Alright, let's go find that gangster."

"He's not a gangster." Zara argued.

"Figure of speech, lil' sis. You prefer I call him 'Emo?'"

As an older brother to her, it was my responsibly to make her smile.

"On second hand, gangster sounds better than Emo, not that there is anything wrong with that."

I saw Cade walking with Dante and I called out to him.

"Cade! Bro!"

He turned around and when he noticed Zara looking a little sad, he ran over. He hugged Zara. "What's wrong, Zee?"

"Homesick . . ." I coughed out.

Cade gave me a weird look. "Come on, Zara. Dante and I are going to train. I think Kayla is gonna be there."

She went with him willingly.

I walked back to where my favorite sister Maya was.

"Are you Kyle Ivashkov?" A girl with icy blue eyes that looked startling familiar asked.

"Who wants to know?" I asked her a deep voice, checking her out. She looked familiar but at the same time, she didn't.

"I'm Malese Rinaldi. Your mom and my mom are good friends—er, were good friends until your mom found out about my dad and her."

I gave her a blank look. "Eh, what? Your dad, who is it?"

"I'm not supposed to say . . . Christian Ozera."

I thought you weren't supposed to say anything, little darling. "Oh. That man is seriously messed up in the mind. Two kids with one lady, two kids with another, and now one kid with Mia Rinaldi? Wow, interesting. If I have learned one thing about life it is not to be a player."

Suddenly, those blue eyes became interested. "You don't look like a player."

"I don't believe in playing woman." I told her earnestly earning myself a smile.

"I like that. Guys like you are so rare nowadays."

"Yes, I am one of a kind."

"I like that even more . . ."

The smile she gave me made me feel something I had never felt before in my life. For one, all I could do was stare into her eyes and smile like a dumbass, according to Maya. But it was better than to stare at her boobs, right? Dante would have done something like that. My mother had said that Dante was like his father when Adrian was single, always getting in every kind of situation with girls.

"Are you new here?" I asked her because I really didn't have anything else to say.

"No, I've been here most of my life. My mother isn't really motherly. My brother and me have been here ever since I was five; he was twelve at that time."

"Wait . . . is your brother the son of your dad?" It would lack of ethnicity if Christian had six children, all from different moms. I wondered if Maya knew about this?

"No. Tony is only a half-brother. His dad took my mother by force and he was created. He's also a guardian."

"What a bastard?"

"Tony?" She looked shocked.

"No, no. His dad—taking your mother by force. No woman deserves that, no matter how mean and evil they are."

"You know, I really like you. You understand." She blushed at having to say her emotions out loud, it seemed.

"I like you, too." I told her. I wasn't one of those guys that kept his emotions in check. Hell, I liked to tell the world how the fuck I was feeling.

I heard footsteps behind me, as if the person was hesitant to approach. Only one person would do that. I turned around to find Maya wearing a look of hesitance on her face. She didn't know whether to walk closer or walk away.

"Maya? Come over here."

Malese, although she kept a straight face, there was sadness in her eyes. "Oh, is that your girlfriend?"

"Maya?! The evil bitch?" I chuckled. My sister gave me a dark look and I wrapped an arm around her to calm her. I didn't want to get my ass handed to me in front of a girl I found interesting. "Malese, this is my sister Maya. Maya, Malese." I mentioned from Maya to Malese.

"It's very nice to meet you, Maya," Malese sincerely told Maya. "You are very pretty."

The smile that Maya had inherited from our beautiful mother appeared on her face. "Nice to meet you, too. Thank you so much. How is your mother?"

Malese turned sad. Al I wanted to do was comfort her. As it was, I put a hand on her shoulder. I saw Maya smile from the corner of my eye. "I don't know where she is. Haven't talked to her in five years."

Wow, it sounded like grandma and mom when my mother was growing up. According to my mother, Grandma Janine was never really around that's why my mother had decided to get married and raise her kids so that she could fill in for the time that she lost with her mother.

Maya was just as understanding as I was understanding. "I can't imagine what I'd do without my mom. I'm sorry."

Malese smiled. "It's okay. My oldest sister—"

My stupid mouth had to speak without it wanting to. "Damn, how many kids did your mother have?"

Both Maya and Malese chuckled. "It's just three; Tony, Diane, and me."

"I'm sorry. That was rude." To make up for my rude comment, I gave her a compliment. "You know, you're really cute." I saw Maya struggling not to crack a smile.

Malese blushed the darkest shade of rude. She looked pretty. No . . . a better word? She looked beautiful. She brought feelings in me that I hadn't know existed. Why was my heart pounding so fast? Why did I feel like I had butterflies in my stomach? And last, why was I acting so unmanly?

I had an odd flash black of when my father had told me of when he met my mother. He had said meeting my mother was like an eclipse to his heart. And he also told me the stories about the visions him and mom used to share.

"Your mother and I are Spirit-Mates, soulmates, whatever you want to call it. We belong together."

"How do you know when you belong with someone?" I asked.

"When there is silence, it's not uncomfortable. When they smile, you smile back. When you know you can't live another moment without them. Many things make you realize you belong with someone. But you'll know, like I know I belong with your mother . . ."

At the time, I hadn't know what he meat, but now I did.

I cleared my throat, trying to act a little manlier than I was. "So, baby, when do you want to come over for pizza and sex?"

She gave me a blank look.

"What? You don't like pizza?" I asked her teasingly.

She shook her head, rolling her eyes. She turned towards Maya. "I'm sorry, but I have to get going. Talk to you later."

Maya smiled as Malese walked away, but when she was out of sight, the smile faded. "Dante, slap yourself."

"My name is Kyle."

"You might as well be called Dante because only he would say something as stupid as that. So slap yourself Dante."

I stared longingly at where Malese had stood.

"Slap yourself!" Maya did it for me. "You don't say those things to girls! I have taught you better! God, where are the fish sticks when I need them? Now all I have to throw at you is four inch heels; I want to torture you, not kill you."

I put my hands up in a surrender. "God! Okay! I know I screwed up the situation. Help me unscrew it."

Maya sighed. "Go apologize and ask her out."

"May-blossom? Where art thou?"

"May-blossom, what the fuck? Can you be any more gayish, Matt?"

"Hey, baby." He kissed Maya on the cheek. "It was either May-blossom or May-beetle, which do you prefer?"

"Neither, call me something prettier like, Rose." I could tell she was really annoyed. Not even Matt could take away that annoyance. Damn, I really had screwed up. "What the hell do you want, anyways, Matt?"

"I wanted to see your beautiful face, my May-blossom."

"Jeez, don't call me that, gay-bird." She said, using the same sweet tone he was using on her.

"Alright, Maya, not cool. If you didn't want to see me, you could have just said and I would have gone away."

"I don't want to see you right now and maybe possibly never! Get out of my life, okay!?"

"May, what did I do to you to make you as mad as you are?"

"Nothing! I just want to be alone!" She started to get impatient as she looked at Matt standing there. "Leave!"

"I will. It's over. And I don't want you to come back, asking me to take you back!"

Maya threw the crystal heart Matt had given her on her birthday. It shattered in pieces.

"I thought you said that wasn't replaceable." Matt said, anger still very obvious in his throat.

"You're not getting my point! It is replaceable . . . everything is replaceable. Even you! Just like you dumped my ass, I can get another man to replace you in my life. Easy as that." She stalked off, leaving the broken heart on the ground. I was sure Matt's heart was just as broken as the heart on the ground.

I looked at Matt apologetically before going after Maya. "I'm sorry!"

I caught up to Maya real quick. She wasn't really athletic.

I tugged on her arm. "What was that?"

She spread out her arms. "It's the open world! I can have anyone I want, any guy." Why was she happy about this?

"But you will never find someone like Matt."

She got mad and threw me against the wall. "You would do the same if the person you loved cheated on you."

Now I understood why she was mad. "He cheated on you?! Fuck no. No one messes with my sister Maya!"

She smiled, all cool about it. "It's okay. I got it under control. My brilliantly evil mind has it under control. I don't need him anymore."

"Damn, just tell me if you need help."

"Thanks, Kyle; you're the best brother in the world." She looked behind me and laughed. "Oh, God. Look at that."

I had to laugh as well. It was a picture of mom and dad, both sitting in a formal event, dressed in black. Mom looked happily into the eyes of my dad, while my dad stroked my mom's cheek and looked into her eyes as well. They both looked so happy and in love. They were so young in that picture, my mother was probably seventeen and my dad was probably twenty-one. A long time ago.

"Now that's real love." Kayla commented, coming up behind me.

"Kayla . . . you are so creepy." I told her without turning buck.

"Kyle?"

"Yes, darling?" Kayla had been the first girl I had ever slept with. She was only a few months older than I was.

"Go suck my toe . . ." She told me cheerfully. Then, she burst out laughing. "Oh, God! That's hilarious! Look at my mother!"

Maya gasped. "Goodness, my mother was right. You look so much like your mother!"

"Well, duh! She's my mom of course I have to look like her!" She tapped Maya on the head with her knuckles. Then she turned towards me. "You and your mother look identical.

"I'm damn beautiful, then." I said, feeling a little proud because I looked like my mother. She was beautiful that was the truth.

Out of nowhere Kayla started clapping. "I saw the whole breaking up scene! It was awesome!"

Maya laughed. "I know. I didn't take theater for one year for nothing."

"So when are we going to get new men?"

Oh. So May and Kay wanted new men. That's why all the drama.

I turned away and my eyes met beautiful blue ones.

I looked back at Maya and she nodded towards Malese's way.

I started my way to the girl I wanted . . .

She was my girl now.

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