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

　　Dane has me feeling all kinds of stupid and weird and regretting how harsh I have been. I hate how he does this to me, pulling me in circles and making me feel guilty and sorry for shit when he behaves just as stupidly. We fight, we hate, and then he always does something to pull me back again. Round and round we go.


　　“Don’t tell Elisa what was said. She’s sensitive and already has a hard time making friends with anyone at school. If she knew….” It comes out in a wobbling and emotional pitch, my heart aching, and I feel tearful and desolate. I feel dumb and clueless.


　　“I know… why do you think I haven’t been able to talk to her. I have no excuses for behaving that way other than …you posted a pretty picture at a party, and I didn’t like it. … It makes me sound possessive and crazy. A walking red flag no girl should be around.”


CHAPTER 84