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I wore his shirt and came home as my camisole and bra were not dried.

"But, mom, dad, I told the whole school that I'm gonna have a party tomorrow..." I hear Rachel say as I entered the house.

No, she didn't.

If she ever kept a party at 'this' house, its gonna be a big news in this town.... Why??? 'cause she never kept any type of party at this house. Again...Why??? 'Cause nobody knows that I'm her step-sister.

So why in the world is she keeping a party... and that too tomorrow.

I saw her look at me.

I thought she's gonna call me names 'cause I was literally standing there... wearing a man's T-shirt.

I was shocked to find that she didn't look at me with a mean expression. Indeed, she was angry but it was not towards me.

She never gets angry towards anybody.

I go to my room.

The run and all that happened after that made me so tired. I decided to take a nap. But sleep didn't come to me as a blue eyed devil invaded my dreams.

I dreamed of him hugging me.... touching me.

I don't think this boy will leave me alone.

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I woke up at the same time as I did yesterday, went to the park and started practicing.

I became faster...

All throughout my practice, I had a lingering feeling of wanting to see Zay. My thoughts were completely filled with him so much that I didn't hear someone approach.

"Keira..." I hear his voice before I was met with his handsome face.

"Oh.. h-hey Z-Zay. What're you doing here? Don't you have practice?"

Zay shakes his head and says, "No, atleast not for me. The other have to go though."

"Why the special treatment." I ask him, frowning, clearly showing my distaste for status discrimination.

"No, sweetheart, I have to go through the current and past game CDs and find out their weak and strong spots." He clarifies.

"Oh... okay.. wait.. WHAT." I whip my head to him and the look in his face told me that he realized what he just called me...

'Sweetheart'

The name coming from Zay is so strange but all the more pleasing. I can feel my face getting hotter.

"Umm... do u wanna come to my home? We could watch the CD together... It will also have the video of race." He asks with a pause.

I nod.

My mind making up images of what's going to happen if I go with him to his house. To tell you the truth, my mind was 'not' alerting me.

Just as I entered his house, my mobile rang. I check the caller ID.

Why is she calling me?

"Hello Rachel, do you want me for something?"

"No, I just want to tell you that... when you are going out for practice, if you feel like someone other than your friends, is following you, I want you run home or run to someone you know.... or just call Zay or any of your friends.... okay.." She says with a genuine tone.

A tone I never heard from Rachel.

That made me think that even when she saw me in a men's shirt, she didn't call me names.

Today when I saw her in the morning, she literally told me to sit in the table and eat the food. The food she made and the last time I sat in the table was when my mom was around.

"Its not poisoned." She said and proceeds to take a bite from my plate, when I was not touching my food.

For some reason it warmed my heart.

But I noticed her eyes, which once had pride, dislike and cheerfulness, were now coated with sorrow, pain, love and.... betrayal.

It made me think that who the hell is the person who changed her... into this.

"Aren't you coming?" Zay asks, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah.." I replies and follows him to the living room.

He puts a CD in the DVD player, Clicks the 'play' button and sits on the carpet next to the sofa. He pats the place next to him and asks me to sit there, which I do.

I was debating if my decision to come here was right or wrong but it all went away once the game started.

"Why are you watching this, Zay? Haven't you played with them?" I asked. "No the West High's team is strong. They only play against us for the annual game. They don't even do friendly matches. Well, I've seen them, but I never got to play with them, only seniors of both team plays." He explains.

"Then where is this CD from?" I ask again.

"Darling, just because they don't play with us doesn't mean they don't play with other." He says with a smile, which vanishes as soon as he realized what he called me.... again.

I start to blush again. And I whipped my head back to the TV.

I take a peek at Zay from the corner of my eye. Even though the room was dark as the curtains were closed, with the light coming from the TV, I saw his ears and cheeks tainted pink.

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I woke up in Zay's bed, a comforter covering my body. The notebook he used for writing the notes on the bedside table.

After the little incident, we tried our best to avoid one another. And after the video started, all our concentration went to it.

Once the video of the race started, I pushed the incident out of my mind. Although the players were not the one I'm gonna race with, since their practice routine is same, I think its good to do an analysis.... atleast, I hope what I believe is true.

After the race, the game began. The match which took place last year.

Since it was my first time watching a basketball match, I didn't understand anything.

I looked at Zay, and he turned his head towards me, probably feeling me stare at him. He paused the game and explained it to me.... every freaking thing.

He then went to a room and bought a new notebook and a few pens, and started taking notes as the game is being played.

Although the game was interesting, I was too tired to watch and I felt myself being sleepy. I don't know the time when I fell asleep.

By the time I woke up, it was three PM and I had twenty-three missed calls..... from Rachel.

I called her back.

"WHAT THE HELL, KEIRA.... WHERE THE FU*K ARE YOU?" She screams.

"I'm at-" I start but she cuts me off, "Hey Keira, Are you okay?.... where are you?.... are you hurt?..? She asks.

I guess its 'cause my voice was hoarse as I just woke up.

"No... Rachel... I'm at Zay's house... I came here to watch the videos from the previous race." I tell her and I'm a hundred percent sure that I heard Rachel sigh in relief.

"Come home fast, Dina and Risa is gonna come any moment now.... You do remember that there's gonna be a party here.... right??"

Sh*t.... I totally forgot about that...

"Yeah... I do remember... I'll be home." I lie and hang up the call.

I don't know why she started becoming more...... protective.... of me

I go down the stairs to find one of Zay's elderly maid that I saw before.

"Young master went out for practice, do you want anything to eat or drink." She asks as soon as she saw me.

"No thank you, ma'am.... Please tell Zay I'm going home." I tell her and leave the huge ass mansion.

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{ Zay's POV }

What the fu*k its wrong with me?

I remember what I told her yesterday...

"You don't have to prove that anymore, 'cause I know that you are very brave and strong."

And today you called her 'sweetheart' and 'darling'.

God, please kill me before I die from embarrassment.

I am currently out in the restaurant in the town with my mates, Ryan and Jack. They were talking about today's practice.

"Hey man, did you take notes?" Ryan asks snapping me from thinking about a brown eyed angel.

"What?"

"Did. you. take. note?" Jack says, slowly.

"Oh. yeah...I did." I answer.

Thank God she fell asleep or I couldn't write the notes. Even though I tried to concentrate to the game, I just couldn't. Rather than the game, my mind makes me focus on Keira, even when I'm not openly staring at her... which I do at school.

I was trying to keep my eyes on screen when I felt something hit my shoulder, lightly.

I found that my Keira was asleep... I guess she was tired..

Wait.... my...'MY'.....

God she's driving me crazy.

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I remember the time when the locker was stained with her blood... I felt my soul leave my body for a moment. From then onwards, I started following her, wherever she goes, at school. Like a stalker.

I thought I lost her when I saw her fall in front of my eyes... Liya's hands covered in blood... her blood.

And when I saw her scars on her back.... so brutal... I wanted to kill that person right then.

She said it was her step-family who did that... clearly they don't care about her.

Thinking about that I started feeling angry. I want to know who her family is. Even Liya and Sophia knows who it is... Why can't she tell me?

Well... maybe 'cause you were a total jackass to her when she first came to school.

Sh*t.

"Did you think I will say that?" I remember saying that to her... when she was crying.

I know I shouldn't have said that then. But it was the only think I could say to avoid myself being interested in her ..more than I already was.

But the plan failed. 'Cause even without her knowing, she started breaking the walls I created against girls.

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The moment she fell asleep, I carried her to my bed and covered her with my blanket. She squirmed in her sleep.

I look at her rosy lips.

Gosh, how much I wanted to kiss the hell out of those.

I bite my lip thinking about that.

"Dude, are you thinking of someone?" Jack asks, wiggling his brows.

I literally forgot that we were at the restaurant.

"So.... there's gonna be a party at Rachel's house." Ryan says.

"I'm not going." I tell them off.

"Whether you want to or not... you're coming with us." Jack confirms. "... and Rachel called me, not invited, but called me and asked me for help. To find out something about a person." He continues.

"Yeah.... and she sounded.....polite." Ryan says scrunching his eyebrows, thinking.

I heard Rachel call Keira before... just as we reached my house. And they seemed to have a peaceful conversation.. Something that the usual Rachel does not do.

What is happening between them???

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