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 sit down hard on my butt and rub my face with my hands, aware I am goose bumping all over from lack of clothes. Shivering slightly. Tiredness is moving in, and my head is weary.


　　“You give me the address, and me and Elisa come check in on you after school’s out. So I can see for myself that you’re okay, and you're not slumming it somewhere awful.” It’s a dumb idea and one of pure impulse, but I don’t think I can sleep for the next two weeks, not knowing where he is or that he’s okay. I know he’ll dodge calls like he has for the past two days. That whole confession is hanging between us like a heavy black fog.


　　“No… that’s not happening.” Dane’s stern tone is back in place. He shifts in his seat and clutches his ribs again. Cringing with the obvious hurt, it causes him.


　　“Or I tell your dad… That’s your option.” I add in a sassy answer and get a glare and a snort of ‘she’s not serious.’ We lock eyes for a second, a stubborn war of fire and narrowed eyes before he relents.


CHAPTER 61