The plane lifted from the ground, taking her away from everything she’d known, everything she cherished. Her school, her friends, her house and car well at least the car was being shipped so no biggie there. But it was the principal of the thing, her father dies and her mother remarries who cares she does because her mother married a family man, one who sends his kids to boarding school for most of the year but the moment they come back for vacation is like trying to win the father of the year award or something.

So here she was, Ashley Davies, seventeen years old on a plane to Michael’s Preparatory  Hall also known as MPH or like the brunette rocker liked to refer to it My Personal Hell. She sat in her seat shifting back and forth trying desperately to find a comfortable position, her eyes darting from the window next to her to the ceiling and back again. Thinking for Ashley was never a good thing but in the silent plane that’s all there was to do, so she thought, thought about how her mom remarried the stupid rich Robert Woods and how she was now flying across several states to LA with her step brother Robert Jr. or RJ and her step sister Kyla.

RJ was your normal seventeen year old jock boy, captain of the school football and basketball team. Luscious brown hair with deep grey eyes that held a charm deceiving any would be potential mate that he was actually a nice guy but underneath he was mean and stubborn. Since meeting him almost three months ago, just two days before the wedding, he’d hit on her dozens of times. Each time she tried to remind him they were brother and sister and he’d always reply ‘not by blood’, with a creepy smirk to go along with it. And he really didn’t mind the large almost neon sign pointing over her head reading, ‘I’m gay dicks move on’, instead he mocked her for being out and proud telling her she was experimenting. She thought, tell that to the girl’s in my bed.

Shaking her head of all thoughts perverse, she really didn’t need to be horny all through a five hour flight, she turned to see her step sister Kyla falling asleep in the seat next to her. Kyla was fifteen, long dark brown hair and gentle brown eyes conveying how smart and caring she is. Total opposite of her brother, Ashley took a liking to the younger girl almost immediately her inner big sister digging it’s way through her calm and cool exterior.