Ronnie Anne Santiago was a normal 11 year old tomboy. She enjoyed skateboarding, hanging out at the arcade, and generally being a menace. She had usual issues, test anxiety, stage fright, some older sibling woes courtesy of her older brother... the occasional crush. She hated those the most, they always made her feel so... girly. Such was her current problem... stupid nerd with his dumb cute little chipped tooth, his dumb smile, that dorky voice, that beautiful platinum hair. He deserved to have his shoes tied together, all that trash in his locker, even that gum in his dumb hair! How dare he make her feel this way?! Now he had the gall to call her out! 3:30 at his place, huh?

'I'll show him...' she thought and growled as she stepped up to his houses porch stairs.

He stepped out of his house with a smug smile on his stupid face. In her wildest dreams she couldn't even imagine what happened next. He marched right up to her with an untoward amount of confidence, looked her directly in the eyes, and their lips met. Her first kiss, stolen by this lame crush. Her face felt hot, her heart fluttery, and her body was light, it was all so... girly. Her next move was pure instinct. She punched him, as hard as she could, directly in his eye, and ran away. She hid behind a tree nearby when she was certain she had escaped. After she got her barring she touched her lips, the lingering feeling of his own on them. She also realized that she may have just blown her chance.

She had never felt so angry with herself as she had in that moment. She spent the afternoon cursing herself. Before she realized it the sun had begun to set. She ran to a butcher's shop and, with what little money she had on her, bought a steak. She remembered hearing that a cold steak removed puffiness from her mother, and she was a nurse, so she had to know. She pulled a sticky note out of her backpack and wrote a simple note.

'Sorry, Lame-o

Here's my number

555-0121

TEXT ME'

She found a random rock in the mess that was his front yard, pasted the note to it, and watched the house. When she saw him laydown in a room with an open window she pumped her fist in victory. She lined up her shot, threw he rock, and it soared threw the window. It took a moment before she was ready to throw the steak, ironically right as he was peaking out the window. Right in his eye again. She smiled, hoping that it did the trick and walked home. This started what would be the best relationship in her life with a man she wouldn't trade for anything... even given those proclivities of his and his sisters.

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She had led him to her unit, Lincoln was now extremely nervous. The hints she had dropped to knowledge of his and Lori's, 'relationship,' to the fact that he refused to tattle on his oldest daughter put him at a grave disadvantage in the honey badgers den. Her unit was full of some hand me downs from her grandmother, sports equipment, and several drawings from BJ. He would have felt at peace where he not so terrified. On the other side of things the beast hungered. Ronnie was having so much fun watching the love of her life writhe in agony. It was all harmless fun to her, she would never actually do anything to harm him of course, but it was nice to flex her muscles on him and his sisters from time to time. That's why she always brought him here, to her territory. He may have been the name on the deed, but this was her den. What little power he had was completely gone here. She ran the Keurig for a quick cup of coffee. She leaned up against her dinette set, cup in hand, that seldom got used, due to her husband, herself, and her sister in law always wanting to cook large lavish meals, and she glared at him.

"So... I wonder what exactly your... niece... is doing to my kids that you have to worry about," she prodded.

"N-nothing that I don't have handled, love!" he parried.

She sipped from her cup, eyes unmoving, "If it concerns my kids I think I have a right to know, Lame-o."

"I-It's just Loan... she can be a bit... affectionate at times and I-I'm worried for her and BJ."

"Hmm... so another Loud with... proclivities hmm?"

"T-technically she's a S-Santiago..."

"Right, right..."

God she was loving this game of cat and mouse. She couldn't smile, couldn't overplay her hand, let him squirm just a little more.

"U-um s-so... H-how's the bodega?" he asked trying to change the subject.

"Don't change the subject Lincoln," she approached him, "Should I be worried about my little BJ and his, 'older cousin?'"

He was backed up to the wall, "Y-yes... I-I mean no! I-I... I think I have some-"

She pinned him between his arm, causing him to yelp, "I haven't dismissed you yet, Lame-o."

"YESMA'AM."

That was enough, she couldn't take it anymore. Their lips met in a furry, Lincoln's quivering quickly subsided and he leaned back into the kiss. He wrapped his arms around her as they traded saliva. Her legs went weak, causing Lincoln to catch her. Their tongues continued to dance as neither wanted to surrender ground. Eventually they parted, gasping for air.

"R-Ronnie... were you messing with me?"

She grinned, "Wouldn't you like to know, Loud?"

"Y-yes? It's kinda why I asked..."

"Shut up, stupid," She growled as she smashed her face back into his, jumping onto him wrapping her legs around him.

They fell to the ground, her on top, where she belonged, him doing everything he can to please his mischievous Latina like his life depended on it, because for all he knew it did. It didn't take long for her to be out of her clothes, and riding his face.

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"I don't understand," Leni put her finger to her mouth, "What are you two freaking out about?"

"What are we freaking out about?!" Lynn stared at her older sister, before repeating, "WHAT ARE WE FREAKING OUT ABOUT?!" She grabbed her sister's shoulders, "Focus woman! Our Lincoln is in the arms of another woman! One Ronnie Anne Santiago! That's what we're freaking out about! This," she held out her hands to Leni and Lucy, "All of this, is at risk!" She looked at Lucy, "This is your fault, spooky! If you hadn't had convinced me," she pulled her face down, "GOD WHY!" she face planted into a pillow.

Lucy hadn't said anything, just been staring at her feet, so Leni spoke again, "Like, so what if Ronnie joins, he's already got us too! Another girl isn't going to change something, right!"

"To be as Naive and trusting as you Leni... it must be like a dream," Lucy finally spoke.

She smiled, "Thanks!... I think."

"Lynn... do you feel better?"

"No," she answered through the pillow, "What are we going to do?"

"I... have no idea..." Lucy admitted, "I was hoping we'd be further along... before we had to deal with Ronnie," She punched the floor, "Dang it!" she growled showing enough emotion for both of her sisters to jump from the outburst, "We were so close... That kiss," she touched her lips, "I... I had so much joy... so much hope," she stood up, walked to her bed, and laid down, "I... don't think we can do anything about it... right now... we just have to wait."

"What if he tells her about... us?" Lynn asked.

Leni tilted her head, "Does that matter?"

Lucy sighed, "Remember, what we're doing with our dearest brother... it's highly illegal Leni."

Leni gasped, "Would Ronnie get Lincoln taken away?!"

Lynn shrugged, "We can't be sure..."

"She wouldn't! She loves him! Exactly like we do."

Lynn and Lucy recoiled as the problem came back around again, Lynn spoke first, "Right... and he loves her too..."

Both girls turned around and assumed the fetal position in defeat, Leni tilted her head, "G-guys..."

Lucy turned slightly, "Meeting... adjourned... at least until tomorrow... sigh."

Leni turned to Lynn to see her shaking. Leni, though she couldn't fully comprehend the gravity of the situation, understood her sisters needed some time to think alone. She stood up, hugged both of them, kissed them on the cheek, and exited the room, hitting the light on the way out. The two sisters lay alone in silence, fighting back emotions they understood they shouldn't be feeling.

"H-hey Lynn."

"Yeah Luce?"

"C-can I sleep next to you?"

"Yeah..."

Lucy stood up and laid next to her older sister, "D...Do you think they're-"

"Lucy... the more we worry about it the worse it's going to get. Let's just try to get some sleep."

She felt as her sister nodded, and they rolled over. No matter how hard they tried though, sleep wouldn't come. They just laid there wordlessly, desperately wishing that the gap between them was filled with the object of their desire.

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3 Hours down the highway Lincoln woke up on the couch of the Santiago household. Could he have made his move last night? Probably. But he wanted to take his time, to really find a difference in the relationships. He desperately needed to find a reason, any reason, to not give in to his sisters whims... lest he have another situation like Leni. He knew when the perfect time would be, at the concert. Luna had texted him more details on the event. They were an opener for a relatively popular punk band that he didn't know, the venue was outside, and it was some event that was sponsored by a college sports group that Lori's golf team was affiliated with. Lincoln found it somewhat ironic that an event affiliated with golf of all things requested a punk band, but the other sports groups like football and skateboarding made a little more sense. He had to assume they were outvoted. The original opener had to cancel though, and Lori was more than happy to boost her younger sister's career. Moon Goats were offered as an alternative and, without much choice, the group unanimously agreed. Luna's band were set to split 5 grand plus 5% in ticket sales, not much but a damn good amount for a band starting out.

They would be there for another day and depart in the morning. It would have to be tonight... but to Lincoln tonight was perfect. In the morning Maria made breakfast burritos, something quick and easy so she could help her mother with some other things before her weekly late night shift began. Ronnie, fully remembering her expectations of nothing happening that night, still felt snubbed by her boyfriend. She glared at him when she walked out of the room... until he gave her a light, welcoming kiss. They ate quick, met with Sid, and went out for the day. Time cheering her on at the skatepark, a few make out sessions when they thought Sid couldn't see, leaving both girls speechless, and another couple of twenties spent at the arcade and it was around 5PM. The venue was nearby the skatepark, which made it really easy to find. People had already started to gather, Lincoln realized the tickets were around 20 dollars each, so for every ticket they sold Luna and the moon goats would get a dollar. Lincoln approached backstage and was, understandably, stopped.

"Where do you think you're going, kids?" a burly man asked.

Sid and Ronnie glanced at each other briefly before looking back at Lincoln, "I'm the Moon Goats roadie."

He laughed, "Scrawny thing like you? Yeah right."

"Linc!" a voice behind the man shouted, Mazzy ran past him, "Come on! Luna's already freaking out about the setup! You gotta unload the van!" She turned to the two girls, "You two too! Let's go!"

The man was left speechless as the three teens and the drummer ran past them. Luna calmed down as soon as Lincoln showed up and both her and Sam gave him a hug before he started unloading the van.

"You're telling me that kid loaded the whole thing by himself?" the same security guard asked.

"Yeah," Mazzy smiled, "Don't believe me? Cash on the table, 50 bucks says he finishes with, at least, ten minutes to spare."

"You're on, little lady, this I got to see."

The whole band watched as Lincoln pulled individual amps out, smaller ones carried one in each hand, and managed to hike most of it up and down the stairs by himself. The instruments came after the amps, Individual pieces of Mazzy's drum kit, Sully's Keyboard, Sam and Luna's bass and guitar respectively as well as several replacement strings and drumsticks. He deftly plugged in all the amps and mics and, in disbelief, the guard looked at his watch which read 5:48 PM.

"I'll be damned!" he stuttered as he handed Mazzy a 50.

Mazzy grinned and fanned herself with the bill, "Pleasure doing business with you!"

"Way to go Linc!" Luna bellowed, slapping her brother on the back, "This'll give us time to sound test and then some!"

"Anything for you, sis."

She smiled, "Hey... I got something for ya!"

She pulled out a blue bandana with a golden cows skull and a red diamond pattern on it, she tied it around his forehead, "What's this for?"

"Now you look like a real roadie!" She hugged him again before rushing off to tune and run checks with the band, leaving Lincoln with Sid and Ronnie.

"Well, maybe you aren't such a wimp after all Lame-o," Ronnie teased, "that was pretty impressive."

"Borderline impossible," Sid complimented, then grabbed his bicep, "Are you hiding adamantium or something under their?"

He chuckled and rubbed the back of his head, "Well... I guess being dragged to shopping trips and forced to carry the bags for 10 girls has it's benefits."

"Not to mention putting up with Lynn," Ronnie joked.

She didn't see the hairs stand up on the back of Lincoln's neck at the mention of one of the... current problems, he laughed nervously, "Y-yeah... that too."

"The bandana looks nice though," Sid complimented.

"Yeah, makes you look less like a dork," Ronnie quipped as she snuggled up to his chest.

"M-maybe we should get ready," he looked at his phone reading 5:57, "It's three minutes until show time."

They stood at the corner of the stage, far enough to not be visible to the crowd, as the curtains drew, "How are you Great Lake's City!" Sam shouted to many cheers from an audience of roughly around 1000 drunk college students.

"We're Moon Goats!" Luna hollered as she strummed a chord on her guitar.

An hour long session of nonstop garage band rock was what followed. Luna even managed to instigate a mosh pit of the most egregiously drunk college kids. One of the last songs they played gave Lincoln the opportunity he was looking for. The sun had fallen, being late fall, relatively early, the darkness of the venue along with the curtains gave Lincoln and Ronnie the perfect opportunity for a little heavy petting. Luna was essentially singing to Sam, so she certainly wasn't supervising what her younger brother and his girlfriend were doing. Even so, Ronnie was frozen when she felt Lincoln's bare fingers traveling up the front of her shirt.

"L-Lincoln!" she whispered, "S-Sid's right there!"

He never turned his head away from the concert in front of him, just smiled. He ran his hand up to her sports bra, her nipples were already erect enough for him to feel them through the light fabric. It took nothing to slide his hand under her bra and begin messaging the small mound of flesh while flicking her nipple lightly with his ring finger. She grabbed his other hand and bit into his index finger to stifle her moan. Lincoln twitched at the sudden pain, before deciding his best route of revenge would be to take his index finger and thumb and lightly pinch and twist her nipple, causing her legs to go weak again, forcing her to lean up against him.

She was so caught up in the feeling that she hadn't realized Sid was side eying them, slack jawed. It was torture after a while, this burning feeling in her panties. She relented, taking the hand she had been biting on and running it down her stomach towards her sopping panties. This wasn't their first round of heavy petting, but this was certainly different. She felt as he slid his hands down into her panties and lightly began rubbing her clitoris between his index and middle fingers. She was drooling a little, she knew she was, but she didn't care. This was making her feel like she was flying! This was better than any skateboard trick she had managed to pull in a half pipe. How was he this good?! Did it matter?!

To her right her best friend was watching with amazement as the tomboy she knew was reduced to a noodle legged horny school girl. Dear god the noises she was making.

'Oh shit,' Sid thought, 'I-I think I'm getting wet...'

She watched as Ronnie began grinding up against his fingers, begging him to stick one inside. Sid was certain her wish was granted when she saw her friend arch her back and bite her own hand to stifle her scream. Lincoln had done it. She had orgasmed during a power ballad about young love. It was probably the hottest thing she had ever seen... and she for the first time in her life felt something she hadn't felt in a long time for Ronnie and Lincoln's relationship.

A sick jealousy had run through Sid's body, and she felt as if she too craved that touch.

She collapsed into Lincoln's arms, staring up at him, begging him to stare back. But the set was done. He, after making sure she was steadied, adjusted his headband with the hand that had been in her shirt, and walked on stage to begin breaking down the set. But his head was a maelstrom. He had done it, secured the night, but it didn't feel any different than Leni. He was hard, sure, but so was he then. Was it really any different to him? Why hadn't he reacted even more? What about when they get back to the apartment? He was certain it would be tonight, no Bobby or Lori would guarantee that, and since Maria was out working tonight he would finally have the answer he hoped would redeem him.

Little did he know what emotions this would awake.