"Dawson. Jack Dawson" he said with his smirk intact.
I arched my eyebrow bitting my lips to stop myself from smiling. His voice was deep and sexy.
I stopped dancing and retrieved my hands from his shoulders. I turned and started walking towards Le...
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"Are you sure?" I asked. Sweat already forming on my forehead.
"Of course I'm sure." Lexi replied.
"Are you sure that its Christian Lennox? Not some other guy who just happens to have the same name?" I arched my eyebrow.
"Yes Celine! Its the same Christian for God's sake!" Lexi said apparently pissed with my questions but I couldn't care less.
"So you're saying that my step brother, who lived his whole life in London just happens to come to LA and join Harrington High?" I practically screamed.
I could see a few people turn their heads towards me.
"Well, you're dad does own this school..." Simon muttered quietly.
I just glared at him.
"How is this even possible? And how did I not know about this? I mean even Dad didn't say anything about Christian coming here."
What the hell is going on? This is so messed up. I can't believe this.
"I think maybe you should call your dad. Atleast hear what he has to say about this." Lexi put her hand on my shoulder
She's right. Why am I even stressing so much about this?
Christian can fuck himself. I couldn't care less about him. I mean this will probably the first time I'll see him in real life and not in pictures of him on instagram.
Okay okay I know its rude to stalk your step brother on social media but what can I say? Curiosity killed the cat. I don't even like cats.
Did I mention that my mom left me and my dad when I was 4? No? Huh must have slipped my mind.
Anyway, so my dad apparently remarried a few years back to a very famous fashion designer - Andrea Lennox.
She is the face of she-devil. She lives up to the reputation of bad bitch step mother.
She has a son (which you all must have guessed by now) Christian Lennox who is of my age but lives in London.
Lived*
After marrying my father, Andrea moved in my house in LA but Christian was still in London to continue his studies there.
Apparently he lived in a penthouse with his best friend cough Jace cough.
I never met Christian. He never came to LA. Not even on hollidays.
Heck he didn't even show up at her mother's fucking wedding. Can you fucking believe that?
He is an A grade asshole.
Who doesn't even show up at their mother's wedding?
Whenever Christian's topic came up, Andrea always came up with one excuse. "Oh he's just so busy with his studies and making a good future you know"
