**Christian's POV**

I hate those Saturdays where Jesse is busy because I've got nothing better to do. He is not my only friend but he is my best friend so i spend most of my time with him. Plus he's the only one who gets me. The others are only there coz am popular and they are popular so we are bound to hang out.

My mind drifts to yesterday lunch and what happened after. Flarrie was being extra clingy yesterday and she went as far as to kiss me after she propped herself on my lap. I had been so angry i almost hit her but i was raised better than that so i pushed her off and sat away from her.

Scola had been particularly upset yesterday and from what i gathered from Jesse they had a fight with Trace. That explained a dew things like why they weren't together at lunch like they usually are. I felt her pain so i invited her to hangout with us after school at my house.

After getting word from my friends about Trace challenging Tristan i dragged Jesse with me. That was as terrifying to watch as it was thrilling. At the start i had been terrified of Trace but as the time progressed boy did she prove me wrong. She handled Jesse like a professional i wonder why she wasn't in any school team. She was so good at everything. I had planned to go talk to her after the boxing match but as soon as they were done she hightailed out of there.

I would have gone to her house to talk to her but the anger she had on that boxing ring wasn't over and i didn't want her to take it out on me. I'd just bid my time and wait for the right chance. It would present itself soon enough.

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I lay on my bed tossing the basketball up and down wishing I had something better to do than think about her. Why is she clouding my thoughts like this? Why is it so hard to forget her? I just wish I could find another girl to take my thoughts away from her. But its only her I want,she's all I think about and she's all I crave.

"Christian honey come downstairs please," i hear my mom calling from downstairs.

Finally something to do other than torture myself over someone i may never have. I put on sweatpants over my armanis and trot downstairs. I find my mom in the kitchen holding my baby sister.

"Honey can you please look after Mia for like two hours i need to run to the office real quick and pass by the grocery store on the way back." she pleads.

"Of course mom i love looking after this little monster."

"I'm not a moshter." mia protests cutely

"Of course not doll face am just joking" i say taking her from my moms hands.

She snuggles right into my neck sucking her thumb.

"Thank you.. Your such a darling. I'll buy you some of those canned energy drinks you love on my way back."

"No need mom but ill appreciate it."

"Okay am leaving now. Mia be good for your brother and Christian don't give her too much sugar if you cant handle her being hyper."

"Yes mommy."

"Yes ma'am."

I turned to look at the angel in my arms and started having second thoughts about being left alone with her. I loved Cia but she was a little too much to handle.

"So munchkin what do you wanna do today?" i asked knowing what she would say before she even opened her mouth.

Her eyes widened in excitement and she clapped her hands happily.

"Dress up" she shouted in my face.

I cringed a little from her loud voice but who was i to say no to that pretty face.

"Okay if i agree to play dress up we are going to play video games after. Win win for everyone. Deal." i knew she couldn't play video games but there's nothing i cant teach her.

"Deal" she said nodding her head. We fist pumped to seal it.

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A good three hours later my mom found me and Cia sprawled on my bed in an awkward but cute position sleeping. After playing dress up in her room where i got prodded and poked we went to my room and she made me her horse for a good thirty minutes before we settled down to play video games. I think we fell asleep after the third game because trying to explain how a gamepad works to four year old is hard work.

"Christian wake up." my mom tried to shake me awake.

"A few more minutes." i mumbled turning over to the other side.

"Okay fine." i heard a few clicks and muffled laughter before i fell asleep again.

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This time i woke up to tiny hands prying my eyes open.

"Stian wake up am hungry" Cia says poking my cheeks.

I open my eyes open and find her staring at me pouting.

"Okay am up am up"i yawn out the last part. "Lets freshen up before we head out to find some food.

"Yes please"she replied

The bed side clock said it was almost seven. We were out for most of the day. I walk into the bathroom and almost scream at the person i see in the mirror.

My face is covers in all colors its as if a rainbow pooped on my face. I hate dress up. All those you look pretty from Cia were making me rethink having a baby sister. Four year olds should not be allowed to own a make up kit.

I wash my face and hands. I would have taken a shower but i was hungry too.
I walk into my closet and change my clothes before picking up Cia and we walk into her room. Its clean meaning mom or one of the help must have cleaned it out while we slept.

I change Cia into some clean clothes after i clean her up too and we go downstairs to the kitchen for food. We find mom setting up the final details for dinner.

"I was just about to come and get you for the third time today" mom says as soon as she spots us.

"What do you mean third? "i question her puzzled.

"Ive been trying to wake you since i got back hours ago but you kept turning over and going back to sleep. " she explains

"Yep that's sounds like me. " i conquer as i sit down on the dining table placing Cia into my lap.

"Let her sit on her own Christian " mom scolds

"No"
"Nope" Cia and i reply simultaneously.

"Okay okay why listen to mom? "she whispers the last part but in the end we get what we want.

Dad joins us soon after and the table is filled with mindless chatter of the day and tomorrow's plans.