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Ace De Santis

She stood on the stairs, looking beautiful as always and whispered something into my sister's ears. Fuck this is bad. My sister, Arielle, literally hates girls. She never spoke to them. Her speaking to someone like Alexia? Hell that's really bad news.

"Alexia. Welcome. Feel at home." My dad said to her and she didnt reply. She just smiled at him.

"There's food in the kitchen dear." My mom said to her. She nodded and went in the kitchen with Arielle by her side.

"Brother." Alex said

"Yeah?" I replied looking at him

"Why were you staring at her like that?" He asked smirking. Fuck I hate it when he smirks.

"I wasn't staring at her." I denied

"You were." He said again

"I wasn't." I glared at him

"Okay whatever." He replied and stayed quiet.

I wonder what's going on in that kitchen rn.

"I'm gonna go get a glass of water." I said as I left for the kitchen.

I stood there as I watched her. She sat on the kitchen counter as she and Ariella talked. She was smiling. Her smile was so FUCKING beautiful. What the fuck is wrong with me. I fucking hate her. They soon noticed me.

"Somebody's drooling", Arielle chuckled and I rolled my eyes. She received a glare from Alexia though which made her shut it.

"Want something?", Alexia asked me.

"Yes. Are we out of chairs?" I asked as she was sitting on the kitchen counter.

"No. The kitchen counter is more comfortable" she replied

"I'll be right back." Arielle said and left.

I walked to Alexia who was sitting in the kitchen counter with her legs wide open. I stood in between them and rests my hands on the table behind her.

"Wh-what are y-you d-oin-g?" She stuttured. Since when does Alexia Skylar Hale stutter? That thought made me smirk.