Inside me Ch.3

I woke up to a pair of my jeans being thrown into my face. I pealed them off and looked at them. Ean was in the doorway. I was soo tired. ?Get ready for school.? ?Aaaaah,? I groaned as innocently and sickly as I could. ?You?re going to school. Mom said to make sure you go no matter what. If you?re not ready in half an hour, I?ll carry you there in whatever state you?re in; even if I have to drop you off while you?re still in your night gown.? He turned and walked from the doorway. The look in his eyes and the tone of his voice made clear that he was in no joking mood. I rolled the covers from me and headed to the shower. My mind flashed between the horrors of school and what happened that last night. I pushed my panties down thinking how Ean had touched me there. Rubbed me. Made me cum. On his hand. My older brother. Then I was naked. Stepping into the hot shower water completely naked. If only Ean felt the same way I did. I would do anything to make him like me the way I liked him. My life would be complete if I knew he loved me. School. After that shower would be a bowl of cereal and then school. First day of high school. No friends. If I could just know that Ean wanted me. If I knew Ean was at home waiting for me. I would care less about school if I just knew he loved me and I got to see him every day after school. Trust me though, I didn?t forget about what happened either. But I tried istanbul travesti my hardest to block out reality. I tried so hard not to remember my brothers face as he told me he wouldn?t forgive me again if I tried something like that another time. How he forgave me. I was his little sister. A confused little girl. He forgave me. He would never look at me as an equal to him. Lost in thought, my subconscious guided me out of the shower, into my clothes and to the kitchen. I was before my bowl of cereal staring down at it. I had eaten two spoonfuls. I was completely full. My stomach was tense in anxiety. ?Time to go.? I turned and looked at my brother confused. ?Mom said to take you. I?m driving dad?s car.? I?ll fast-forward from there. The slow-motion of movement from the table to my bedroom for my book bag, to the car, and to school, was a screw slowly driving its way into my gut. Something not worth reading. Ean pulled up behind another car stopping to let out another girl. The girl looked vaguely familiar. Nothing important though. She did look back however as she got of her vehicle. She looked back from me and then to Ean. She froze on him. Not just her eyes, her entire body froze. She shifted a bit as if shrugging off a call from within the car and broke her stare. I looked at Ean. He didn?t seem to notice anything. He was just peering around at all the other istanbul travestileri teenagers strolling about and congregating into their cliques. My eyes returned back to the girl. She scanned back to my face and stared for a few seconds as if she was taking me in; memorizing me. Then she turned, pulling her book bag from the car and walked away shutting the door behind her. I followed her motion and left my vehicle. Ean drove off behind the other car and I stood there alone. Slowly, I walked across the street and headed to the school building. I moved through first period fairly well. Most of the students in the class I knew from middle school. Friendly faces at least, even if they weren?t my friends. Second period proved interesting and not fun. I was all alone there since the system decided to place me in an advanced mathematics course. I saw the girl from earlier in that class but chose to stay away from her for some reason. The teachers were all nice and welcoming, I guess because it was the first day. Then lunch came eventually. It was probably the worst anticipated time of the day. I got to stand in the lunch line alone and silent. Everybody else talked with friends. I scanned the cafeteria over again and again and again looking for a safe place to sit by myself once I finally got my food. That proved absolutely pointless. By the time I had gotten travesti my food, most all the empty seats were taken and some of the previously occupied seats were vacant. Everything had changed. Boys or girls I searched as I slowly walked with my tray in my hands. Worst case scenario, it would be better to be picked on by girls than boys. I found a cove of primarily girls sitting together with a few seats off to the side open. I walked over and sat two seats away from them. Close enough, but not too far. Then someone sat right next to me. It was her. That girl. From the morning. ?You?re his sister? she started. ?What? I looked to her. ?You have the same last name as him. When the teacher called you in math. Your Ean?s sister? ?How do you know my brother? I was looking toward her kind of. I didn?t dare make eye contact. ?I?m Montana. I?m Crystal?s little sister. Your brother was going out with her before?? she trailed off. I was speechless. Complete loss of words. What did she want with me ?You don?t look too comfortable here. I?m a sophomore. We can be friends and I?ll show you around. My sister told me about you. She said me and you should be friends.? ?What? I looked her in the eyes. ?Oh. Yeah, your brother mentioned you to her a few times. She told me all about him, your brother. He sounds so amazing. I have at least a hundred pictures of him on my computer with Crystal. He looks pretty amazing too.? I almost slipped right there. Almost. She knew so much about my brother that I didn?t. Those two years that he was avoiding me and mom, she had pictures and stories about him probably every week. Almost. Almost I was about to ask her if she knew what her sister did to my brother.