So, there's this girl.
She's perfect. And yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, that's what every lovesick sap says about the girl that they pine after but I'm serious. She's literally perfect. She's smart, she's athletic, and she's got this- this amazing laugh that just makes you want to laugh with her. She's tall like a model, with this long, dark brown hair, and these blue eyes- holy shit, don't even get me started on those eyes.
And then... there's her brother.
He's the exact opposite.
The dude is practically a giant. He's tall, muscular, vulgar, rude, and, honestly, the scariest person that I have ever met in my life.
But guess which one I have a date with.
Kai Avery. Where to begin? He's popular, get's good grades, has devilishly good looks, he's got it all!
Well, all except for the girl of his dreams, Rose Clary.
When he finally gets his chance to ask her out without her scary brother around, it all goes downhill when he's ambushed by Blake Clary himself. In a panic, he lies and says he was coming to talk to Blake instead. He expected to get punched, but instead... got a date for Friday night.
*** WARNING WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOYXBOY SEX IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN BE A BABE AND GET OFF MY PAGE K THANKS ***
This is the rewritten (better!) version of Boys Will Be Boys
DISCLAIMER: This book will contain foul language and general idiocy. I started writing this almost six years ago, and many of the writing techniques and actual content are no longer representative of me as a writer. Nonetheless, I do hope it makes you happy to read.
CW/TW: (internalized and general) homophobia, other TWs are specified as needed in chapters
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"You good Keke?"
I felt a hand slap my back and looked up excitedly, lips splitting into a grin when Lukas dragged a stool over next to mine. He nudged me with his shoulder, a small smile on his lips.
"Don't fucking call me that, and yeah, 'm alright," I yawned, resting my head on my forearm and leaning so I could meet Lukas' eyes.
"Just tired and sore" I admitted, letting my legs dangle so I could knock them into Lukas' in a repetitive pattern. He looked down in surprise, which soon turned to determination as we waged a silent war between who could kick each other harder and evade the other's attack.
"Yeah, I'm still sore from last night too" Lukas murmured, wincing when I got him in the shin.
"Same here" DJ piped in, echoed quietly by Roger who was still lost in his own world.
"You guys make it sound like we had a massive orgy last night"