Kayla is a smart, focused, top-mark student in her last two senior years of high school in a private facility for rich kids in Florida. All she wants is to get accepted to Harvard and graduate with top marks to follow the career she has set for herself. Her entire life is about becoming an independent and successful vet. She has micro-managed it and planned it to the tiniest detail. Leaving no room for a social life or living her teen years like her peers.

This year has had its ups and downs, with her stepbrother of almost ten years coming to live under the same roof after being raised apart after their parents married. The chaos and drama his appearance has brought, since he despises not only his father but Kayla's mother too, has made home tense. He's a rude, defiant, and arrogant pain in her ass who is hellbent on causing trouble and listens to no one.  

Dane is the polar opposite in every way - Vain, oversexed, a playboy who takes nothing seriously except booze, girls, and his motorbike while he rebels in every way against his father for ripping apart his family. Looking like a teen idol, acting like someone who doesn't need to take accountability for anything in his life, Kayla honestly cannot stand him. She sees a loser who will live on daddy's money and drink away his youth while sleeping with every girl in the county.

At 17, they have known one another most of their lives and never had any kind of friendly relationship. They have always been classmates but never friends and definitely not siblings. - but all that is about to change. 

A series of events pulls them closer, a forbidden and unexpected accidental kiss, and they plummet into confusion as feelings grow that neither expected. Slowly the walls come down between them, and they have far more in common than they ever imagined.

TEEN DRAMA

　　Occasionally there are hints of the sweet boy he used to be and the once upon a time when he was less hostile toward me. It wasn’t always like this. Hormones had a lot to do with it when he reached puberty, and it felt like Dane progressively started to hate me more and more. Somewhere along the line, I started retaliating, and we developed this constant bickering and insults. It was not something that happened overnight.


　　I feel sad suddenly, longing for the past when I didn’t always feel so messed up and irritated by him, for the boy who used to wait for me to walk to school and gave me chocolate on my first kindergarten valentines day. The boy who made my heart flutter when I was too young to know what it meant.


　　“Here.” Charmaine slams down a tube of cream she has extracted from our kit and stands back, crossing her arms across her bust and glaring with open hostility. I can feel the sparking tension in the air around her. Thick static with a nasty undercurrent.


CHAPTER 41