"Hey, what's up?" Danny asks me, walking into the living room. I shrug my shoulders, eating my cereal and watching tv.

"Mom told me to watch tv. Didn't want to argue." I tell him, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah. Ever since she got pregnant again, she's become the devil. I hope it's not gonna be a demon baby like your sister." Danny jokes, earning a chuckle from me. God only knows how evil Stella is.

"Knock, knock." I hear Luca say, walking into the house. I nod my head at him as he comes into the living room and sits on the couch. "Hi, Mr. H."

"Oh, look. I got to go to work." Danny says, totally avoiding Luc. He gets up and walks up the stairs, not even saying hello.

"He hates me so much." Luc tells me, holding his chest.

"Good job, captain obvious." I mock him, watching him fake feeling hurt. He laughs and puts his feet on the coffee table, gluing his eyes on the TV screen. "Ever since you hit on mom, I'm pretty sure Danny has planned your murder."

"I can't help it, dude." Luc says, raising his eyebrow. "Your mom is fucking hot."

"Don't ever say that again." I warn him, getting up to put my bowl in the kitchen. I bump into the devil reincarnated while making my way back to the living room.

"Get out of my way, loser." Stel barks at me. I stick up my middle finger as she tries and fails at pushing me. we struggle to move past the entryway of the kitchen until mom comes in.

"Stop fighting, you two. Act like you can stand each other. I did not sit through 26 hours of labor just to have you pick on your little sister, Ashton." Mom warns us. We immediately stop and walk away from each other.

"Come on, bro. We're gonna be late." Luc whines, opening the front door. I follow him to the car and we drive to Macky's diner to meet Lana and Katie.

"Hey, babe." Lana greets Luca, pulling him into the booth. I sit next to Katie, reading the menu.

"What are you gonna have?" Katie asks me, looking at her menu as Lana tries to suffocate Luca with her mouth. It's so disgusting.

"Burger and fries." I reply, looking at her. She smiles and continues to read the menu as if she had never been here. I loved Katie like the little sister I always wanted. I wish we could take her in exchange for Stella. Life would be about 10x's better. "What are you having?"

"Steak sandwich." She answered, putting down her menu and picking up her phone.

"Did Dayna text you?" I questioned, trying to look at her screen. She pushes my head away, her cheeks turning red.

"Yeah. She says she misses me." Katie mumbles, texting back. She was so adorable, especially when it came to Dayna. They had been going out for the past four months.

"So Ash, any girls on your radar?" Lana inquired. I roll my eyes and shake my head, knowing what was coming next. "My friend Marnie, from the cheer squad, likes you. How about I set both of you up on a date?"

"Baby, you know Ash doesn't like cheerleaders. He's more of a book smart girl kinda guy." Luc reminds her, saving me from the conversation.

"Are you calling me dumb?" She snarled, glaring at him.

"Well, you are failing your classes and all that." he admits, making her angrier. She hits his arm and pushes him out of the booth onto the floor, walking out of the diner.

"Fuck you, Luca." She yells, slamming the diner door. He chuckles and sits back on the cushioned seat, shaking his head.

"She can't take a joke." He snickered. Katie shook her head at him, looking disgusted.

"That wasn't funny, Luca." She warned Luc, rolling her eyes. He stuck his tongue out at her and looked through the menu as the waitress came to our table. After we all order, we start talking about the party tonight.

"Gary is getting so much alcohol for the party." Luca tells us, eating his BLT. "And the best part is his parents are buying them and leaving for the party."

"Cool, so we're getting drunk tonight?" Katie asks, looking from Luc to me.

"Of course, get with the program Kitty Kat." I tell her, rustling her hair, She smiles and nods, finishing her food.

******

"I love Vodka!" Luca shouted, standing ontop of Gary's livingroom table. He raises his cup, everyone in the room copying him. "Gary rules!"

"Ok, Luc. Get down." Lana scolds him, pulling him down. I chuckled as he tried to stand up straight, wobbling all over the place.

"Stop killing my vibe, babe. It''s a party! Have some fun!" He yells, not realising how loud he was talking. She pushes him off her and stomps off into the crowd. "Such a bitch."

"Ok, I'm cutting you off." I tell him, taking away his drink.He tries to grab it but loses his balance and falls on the floor. I start to laugh, trying to hold it in. I finally burst out into a full on fit of laughter when he tries to get up but falls back down.

"It'ss not funny." He whines, finally getting on to his feet. I try to control my laughter, muting it to a silent chuckle. He stumbles to the kitchen, trying to get another drink but I stop him and guide him out of the house. "I don't wanna leave." He mumbles, half asleep. We start walking to my house, which was about 20 blocks away.

"How long hasss the moon been outie? It should be ashleeep by now." Luc says, pointing to the radiant half-moon. I shake my head, knowing he was way too drunk. "Wanna sssee a m-magic trick?"

"No." I say, walking in front of him. I look back to make sure he was keeping up with me when my jaw dropped. "Oh, God." I cover my mouth with my hand at the sight in front of me.

"I like to party!" He screams, his shirt half off. His pants had just disappeared altogether and he just had his boxers on. "It's-It'ss really hot." He slurs, about to pull them off when i rushed to stop him. I got him to pull his shirt back down but couldn't find his pants. Where the hell did he put them?!

"Be quiet." I warn him, walking into my livingroom. He stumbles inside as I close the front door and push him up the stairs to the guest room. He topples onto the bed and is out like a light. I walk into my room and take my shirt and pants off, getting into my bed and closing my eyes.

*******

"Luc?" I question, looking at the darkish figure laying on top of me.

"Trying to sleep." He mumbles, scratching his stomach. I kick him off my bed, hearing a loud thump when he lands on the floor. "Ouchie."

"Leave me alone, dickwad." I tell him, getting comfy again. I close my eyes, falling back to sleep slowly when I feel him crawl back into my bed. "What did I just say?"

"I had a bad dream." He mutters, poking me in the side. I sigh in annoyance as he stretches out.

"How is that my problem?" I ask, sitting up and looking at him. He looks at me with puppy dog eyes when I finally give in.

I lay on my back as he gets on his side. I start to drift off when I feel something on my lip. I go to wipe it off when I feel warm skin touch my hand, the slight stubble from his facial hair brushing my fingers. Luca's lips softly glided mine, making my insides heat up. I finally come to my senses and push him off, wiping my lips with the back of my hand.

"What the fuck, man?!" I shout, glaring at him. I turn on the nightstand light to see his cheeks turn a flushed pink.

"I, uh... Don't know." He tries to say, his words stumbling over one another. He covers his mouth with his hand, finally realizing what he just did. "I, uh. I gotta go." He says as he starts to get up.

As he stands up off my bed and starts his walk to the door, I pull his arm causing him to fall back on the bed. He looks at me with confusion when I graze my lips onto his, a tingling sensation building on my skin. I bring my hand up to his chin, gently pulling him closer as his hands grab both of my cheeks, pulling me to him.

"Uh..." I drawl out, pulling us apart. He drops his hands into his lap and stares at them, his cheeks a full blown red. I felt my skin tingle where he touched me and my stomach doing backflips.

"I'm gonna go..." He says, walking out of my room slowly, touching his lips where mine had covered them. I racked my brain trying to think of an explanation for this.

'I'm just confused. Nothing a night with a girl can't solve. It's Luca, we've been friends since pre-k. Tomorrow we're just gonna act like nothing happened. I don't like him. I'm not like uncle Mitch and Henry. I like girls.' I try to convince myself, feeling absolutely weird.