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Age 15

"RYKER!" She screams as she lifts up her foot to hit me in the face.

And she's successful, because my neck turns to the other side, and I think I just got a cramp.

"Viana! What the fuck?!" I shout as I move to strangle her, and hear her screech in my ear again. This chick needs to stop shouting so much. Fuck.

"Ouch! Move your elbow from my boob you blind sloth!"

"You don't even have a boob!"

"Keep quiet jerk! How dare you?!"

"Okay stop." I come to a halt, as I sit down properly.

Ian sits up too, her lose WWF t-shirt rising up, before she pulls it down angrily.

She is quick to stand to her feet as she starts walking out of the room.

"Where're you goin'?" My voice is calm, as I pull her back to her previous position.

"You opened my bra clasp! Idiot." She mutters to herself, probably uncomfortable.

I sigh before turning her to face the other side, while her back faces me.

"Lemme do it." My newly discovered horny side speaks up for me.

Don't do it Ryker.

Do it Ryker.

Don't do it Ryker!

She tries to protest but my hand is already reaching up for her t-shirt, when it hits me.

Why do things hit me so late?

I can't do this. I need to control my goddamn hormones.

"You know what? Just..just do it yourself. I gotta go." I stand up as I practically run out of her house, not before seeing a confused frown on Ian's face.

I walk towards my house, as thoughts make their way into my messed up head. What the hell is happening to me? She is like my sister. She is just 13 for fuck's sake! I need to calm myself down. I need to be careful towards my feeling for her.

Since the time me and Leah broke up, a few months back, I have become quite the guy in school. I have literal fans in school, who die to talk to me. I have also become pretty cocky, but I don't mind. I think a lot more about Porn than Physics. I am a part of the school's Players. No, not the Sports players. The High School Players, because I recently lost my virginity to a 12th Grader. Its funny how I always end up with girls who are 2 years elder than me.

Ian knows how I lost my virginity, but doesn't question much about it because she knows I was drunk that day. I had my first drink a few months back, and I was now an official 10th Grader.

My mom was quite upset when she got to know how much I have started cursing, but I tone it down when I am with Ian.

Ian. I sigh as I think about her again.

Her dark brown hair are pretty long now, though they are styled and shaped. She is in 8th and is already in the talks of her school. Her dressing sense usually comprises of cool Tank Tops and Leggings. But people in her grade seem to admire her a lot. She has a number of crushes on guys who look like they are homeless, but actually are pretty rich. I have heard she doesn't curse at all, which obviously seems like a lie. Her friends are all cute little 8th graders who usually have a blush to their cheeks when they meet me.

It is also becoming hard for me to take out time for Ian with my school burden, hangout with guys and making out with girls.

In the past year, I have changed a lot. I have gained muscles, and a good height. I am 5'9 right now, but I am sure I'll be taller in future.

Ian has become taller too. Her height is around 5'4 which makes her look absolutely adorable. She is not skinny, but she sure has a little baby fat on her.

Of course, she's still a baby.

I chuckle at the thought as I reach my house before entering through the door.

All these thoughts about her, make me feel something.

I am not stupid. I can't feel these things.

I need to be in my limits around her.

I promise to myself, I'll not make a move on her. Never.

Hello everybody! I love to write fighting scenes because I am a pretty Evil person. I love when people get injured and broken and buahahahha.

If you haven't realized yet, I am kidding! Haha hope you're liking this so far!

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