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Chapter One

Stephan

I drove my Jeep into a parking spot at ReedCreek High School. My twin brother, Derick, got out of thepassenger seat and I grabbed my bag and followed him. “What’s therush, bro?”

Derick didn’t slow but glanced over hisshoulder, his blond hair falling into his eyes. He was my totalopposite in looks, where I had jet-black hair his was blond, myeyes were blue and his were brown, I had dimples and he didn’t. Hehad big full lips and mine were thin. Derick looked like our motherand I took after our father, like our older brother, Dustan. Aboutthe only thing we shared was the same height and build. We were thetallest teenagers at our school at six four, and the most built. Weliked working out, playing rugby league, and were swimmingchampions.

“New girl, and I wanna check her out. Bradmessaged me to say she’s hot.”

Rolling my eyes, I slowed down and let mybrother go. I didn’t do schoolgirls. I’d always had a thing forolder women. I liked my sex dirty and hard, I’d known it from thefirst time I slid between a chick's thighs. I liked control, it wasin my DNA. I’m not saying some of the girls at school who threwthemselves at me couldn’t take me, but I’d rather not fuck a girland have to see her again. I don’t date. I fuck. I’ve never taken awoman or girl on a date and I don’t intend to.

My family had what I called a curse, we knewwho our soul mate was and we were possessive and turned cavemanwhen we found them. My parents had been together for thirty yearsand my father still chucked a fit if any man came onto my mother.He made sure she had protection and treated her like a pricelessfragile flower. My uncles were the same with their wives, and mygrandparents and so on. I didn’t want that shit, I was happy withmy one-night stands.

Walking to my group of friends, in our usualspot down by the oval, I dropped my bag and sat. “So, party at myhouse next weekend. The parents are still in Melbourne and won’t beback for two weeks. Dad’s closing a deal on another apartmentbuilding.”

“Sounds good. Do you want some cash toward akeg?” Scott asked. He was my best friend and one of only two othersin the school who came close to my brother and me in height andbuild.

“Nah, Derick and I got it, man.”

“Where is he?”

I smirked at Brad. “Where the fuck do youthink. You messaged him and told him a new chick started at schoolso he went to check her out.”

Brad grinned. “I saw her walking to school.She is hot. I don’t know much about her, besides her being stacked.She has huge knockers.”

I laughed. “We won’t see Derick for a whilethen. You know he’s a breast man.”

Everyone laughed and I laid back and listenedto my friends make bets on who would fuck the new girl first.

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Jade

I hated my mother right now more than ever.Why did she have to overdose on meth? I was doing fine raisingmyself until she took too much while I was staying over at myfriend Jess’s house. Sighing, as guilt assaulted me, I beratedmyself. I should have stayed and looked after her like I alwaysdid. My grandpa thought it was my fault. He didn’t want me, but Iwas under eighteen and the state had given me a choice, him or afoster home. I chose him. I only had a little under two monthsuntil I was eighteen and I intended to keep my head down and showmy grandpa I was no trouble and would help him like I had mymum.

My grandpa lived in the small coastal town ofReed Creek. He owned a shitty little bar, which was a cover for hisdrug dealing. My mother used to sell it too, when she wasn’t usingit for her own pleasure.

So now I lived with my arsehole of a grandpaand was starting at a new school third term of year twelve. I wasyoung to be in my last year of school, most of my peers werealready eighteen, but my mother had started me as early as shecould and I worked my arse off to keep high grades so they didn’trepeat me.

Sitting in the principal’s office, she smiledat me. “You have great references and high grades, but here in ReedCreek you will be the youngest in your year. If you like we canplace you in the year below with girls your own ag—”

“No,” I interrupted. “Um…I mean no thank you.As you can see I have high grades and have no problem keeping up.I’m sure my age won’t stop me from making friends.”

The principal studied me for a moment beforeshe slowly nodded. “Okay. Would you like me to introduce you tosome girls?”

I picked up my school bag. “No thanks.”

“Fine.” She passed me a piece of paper.“Here’s your class schedule. You have business studies first, whichis over in A block, then English in C block. There is a map on theback, but if you get lost I’m sure anyone will help you.”

Smiling, I took the piece of paper, scurriedout of the office, and started toward my first class. I could feeleveryone’s eyes on me. I hunched lower and tried to make my alreadyshort five-two height smaller. Yanking on the skirt, I hated thisschool’s uniform, it was a grey and green pleated skirt with agreen blouse. I bought two sets and an extra blouse. This schoolwas strict with their uniform and I was told I needed closed-toeblack shoes. So I had bought cheap Mary Jane's. The skirts wereexpensive and I bought them second hand and it had used up myentire Centerlink payment for the fortnight. My grandpa wouldn’tgive me a cent of his money, but I was happy he was letting me keepmy Centerlink payments. At least he had food in the house unlike mymother, and grandpa ate everything I made. He never said thank you,but I wasn’t offended.

Looking around, I searched for where I neededto go. This was the only high school in Reed Creek, so it was big.Stopping in the middle of the quad I stared at the building lookingfor the letters.

“Can I help you?”

I turned and gazed into a gorgeous male’sface. His eyes were a dark tree back brown and his blond hair satjust past his ears. He had the longest eyelashes and the biggestlips I’d ever seen on a male. He was also built like a linebacker,gosh, what was he being fed?

“Yes please. I need to find block A.”

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