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

　　“I think we should talk about this because it’s about today… it’s about everything between us. Don’t you get tired of it? The constant push and pull between us…. I do, and I’m exhausted…. Shouldn’t we try to talk about whatever this is out, so we can stop fighting? I am tired of arguing with you, making me feel shitty all the time…. You told me you would try. So talk to me… explain why we keep going around in circles and always end up mad at each other.”


　　I sound as desperate as I feel, and he seems to hear it clearly. Reminding him of what he said the night he fell in here drunk. I know he hasn’t forgotten, but he hasn’t acted like he meant it.


　　Dane sighs heavily, drops his face into his hands again with a slouch back down, rubs his eyes first, and then messes with his hair before sitting up slightly but not getting off his perched elbows. I can sense his need to get up and leave, but something is holding him rooted to the spot, and he taps one foot in agitation.


CHAPTER 50