01. New Family

Eavesdropping is frowned upon no matter how you get the information, through the mail, e-mail, texts, listening hiding behind a bush or in my case…

Listening over the end of the other line of a land-line phone.

Hey in my defence I just wanted to make a call to Sarah, to tell her about by move to this quiet old town, in California called New Bridge.

The time was 12:00am, I knew she'd still be up completing her homework that was due the next day. That girl always did her homework last minute, but then again so did I at times.

I knew it was wrong for me to use the phone, but at the moment, my mobile phone had died and I couldn't exactly find the charger. My conscious advised me strictly not to listen. But do I listen?

[Shakes head]

Sitting on the white chair in the now dark kitchen I brought the phone closer to listen in on the private conversation…

Nosey much?

Seriously a bad habit of mine, but hey I have a right to know since I was dragged out here from Miami.

I never questioned my father about his sudden move as I knew he would say it was due to his job.

Plus also moving in with Denise and their two annoying brat like jock, caveman sons who are currently watching T.V at the moment.

Ignored my temperamental issues with them for now and tuned in to the now ongoing convo.

"How many are there this time Ted?.."

I heard my father say in his serious tone.

"The pack seems to be around four of them. But we have a hunch that the eldest of the Moreno is the alpha no doubt."

What the heck are they on about?

Are they talking about a dangerous gang leader referring to him as an alpha?

'C'mon Ted? Why must you always talk in riddles' I wanted to shout out but I held my tongue thinking of the obvious consequences I would face if I got caught by my father. He'd probably take my only source of happiness from me which included my phone and laptop, for such spy-ish behaviour around the house.

"Hmm. We better keep an eye on them. There have been a series of accidents around them lately and they normally are present during the scene of the crimes."

The Morenos, kind sound like a bad mafiosi by the gist of the convo.

"Your right. There have been a lot of 187s in this town ever since they arrived."

Darn, 187?! What the heck is a 187, why must you use code language Ted!

I can't believe I don't know this! I mean being a daughter of a police officer I really should. But I don't even know the damn codes, except 911!!

This is going to bother me. What the heck is 187! I shouted mentally at myself and looked at the clock.

They spoke more on the phone regarding a murder in town.

"How sure are you that it's them Ted? The DNA results showed me something else?"

"It could have been a rogue attack."

They went discussing the crime scene in detail and I almost barfed. I mean honestly who wants to hear the gruesome details of the post man being murdered out horrifically by a wild animal in the middle of the woods.

The time was now 12:30. Ok it's pretty late.

The worst part of it was that I couldn't keep the receiver down. Dad would easily notice and so would Ted since this was a really old phone, with a long coiling wire attached to it.

Ok guys wrap up the convo already so I can go to bed!

Suddenly I heard a radio in the background. It sounded like it was coming from Ted's end of the line. Hmm it seems like his in his police car, doing his late rounds around the neighbourhood no doubt.

[////Kssshhh]…Unit 42 we have a code 390 at the local gas station.. I repeat a code 390 with a possible three teens over...///

"Unit 42 here I copy [Khsshh///]…" I heard Ted say quickly starting up his engine.

"Ted. I'll meet you there right away." Dad said hurriedly putting his receiver down.

Thank-god, my hand was starting to ache.

Suddenly the lights around the kitchen turned on and I immediately put the phone away, leaving it on the table and turning myself around to meet one of the Caesar brother.

I stood their like a frozen deer with two bright dangerous road headlights approaching me

"Well...Well...Well..." in his amusing deep tone.

Well, well, well what you overgrown sized blonde gorilla.

The one with blue eyes and short dark blonde hair, cracked a grin at me, like he caught me doing something bad. The eldest of them all, by three years approached me while I quickly stood up cautiously.

I hated this prick the most, more than the other one.

"I…I..(clears throat) I see you're still awake. Well, wow look at the time huh?. Yeah, I'm just going to go."

I zoomed past him only to stop in my tracks.

To face the other one coming out of the lounge room and heading straight towards me making me reluctantly take backwards steps into the kitchen.

Damn, I felt like I was trapped with two lions.

"What do you think your still doing up Jeana?" Roman said with a suspicious tone, for I always went to bed by 10pm.

I looked at his younger brother who was older than me by two years. He had dark brown hair with equally attractive hazel eyes compared to his eldest brother.

"Oh? You know I...I was just thirsty and came down for a drink that's all." You punk.

I said with the fakest smile plastered on my face. Why must I run into these crazy rabid dogs at night?! Roman and Derek nodded their head and cracked a grin looking towards me like I was some kind of target in their eyes.

I didn't like the look on their faces. These guys loved to bully me like I was some kind of toy they enjoyed messing around with.

"Hey kids, what are you guys still doing up?" A surprised voice asked.

My dad entered the kitchen with his uniform on and just about to leave for his night shift.

I quickly took this opportunity to go towards him only to be held back with a hand on my hood.

Pulling me back dangerously slowly towards him, was the first eldest lion. Derek Ceasar. Who then casually kept a friendly arm around my shoulder.

Towards my step mother and my father, the boys acted like sweet angels, who adored their new step sister.

My dad raised an eye-brow and looked at all three of us suspiciously, since it was way past out bedtime. I desperately looked at my father for help but before I could speak someone beat me to it.

"Jeana here was just making us some nice hot chocolate weren't you sweety." Derek the @sswipe gave me a wink and quickly whispered to my ear, "Or should I say Eavesdropper"

Crap he caught me and if he rats on me I'll get another lecture from the King who is believing his bull!

But then again. He'll probably have my phone confiscated for a month, if he ratted on me.

I took the better option and played along. God I wish to smack the one who just thretened to black mail me. I truly wanted to stomp on his feet making him cry out of pain and escape, however doing so I would just get myself into to more trouble.

So, I took another approach to the uncomfortable situation I was in

I started to laugh out loud and now since older step brother could sense something was up he started laughing along, causing a a fit of a laughter in the room effecting his dear younger brother along.

My father was a cop and he just stood there observing are strange behaviour so I quickly had to speak up before he got to suspicious.

"Yes, ofcourse the hot chocolate! It always makes me go to sleep after I have it would you like a cup dad?" I asked ignoring the lion beside me who was squeesing my shoulder in delight.

I quickly pinched his arm of my shoulder and he gave me a quick frown.

I on the other hand smiled sweetly back. Earning me a invisible death glare from Derek.

I turned towards the mahogany cupboards and took out three mugs, as I knew he wouldn't be staying for a cup. Dad specialised in coffee alone.

"No thanks sweetheart, you kids carry on. I have to go help Ted at the local gas station. Couple of underage drinkers are running a muck down there.."

Oh, I see so that's what code 390 means drunk situation. Got it.

I nodded in understanding and I caught Derek and Roman looking at me suspiciously. If as if I knew something more than what he was talking about.

Derek gave me a firm grin. I swear he scared me the most in this house.

(Gulps). Look away Jeana. Avoid all possible eye contact with them!

Dad soon left the house in a rush since he was running late on his shift.

I finally relaxed and let out a big sigh. Forgetting the fact that I was in the kitchen with the two most annoying brats in the world!!!

HA! Hot Chocolate!!!..Oh please. You might have fooled him but this is Jeana McCredie were talking about here!!!...C'mon..you think I'll let two step brothers rule my life in this new home??..pssshhhh please!

I saw the two Caesar lions eyeing me up like a piece of meat

They really weren't the lovely type, ever since I came to this house two weeks ago. They've treated me like trash. Ordering me around to do their dirty laundry and other chores that they were assigned by Denise. Unfortunately, I was living the Cinderella life. Their mother on the other hand wasn't a cruel step mother, she was actually really kind and sweet towards me and adored me like a daughter she never had.

The reason why I kept up with their bullying façade was to maintain the peace. I couldn't exactly complain since I was seventeen and I had no money to move out of this place.

I'm not going to lie. When I was first introduced to these caveman @ssholes two weeks ago. I litrally thought that they belonged on a cover of a magazine. They had what's the word i'm looking for? Handsome? No not for these two d!cks. I'd describe them as pretty boys.

REWIND 2 WEEKS AGO…

When I first got introduced to them my jaw was literally jaw dropping and I was super nervous around them. Because let's be honest. My previous school I had ugly mank-y looking teenage kids that were half on crack most of the time and looked drunk most of the times. Most of them needed therapy. I attended a very run down school full of delinquents. If it wasn't for Sarah, I don't know how I'd survive.

Anyways getting back to the main topic of how these pretty boys became @ssholes to me on their very first day, when I met them.

Denise and my father left me to get better acquainted with my step-brothers.

Derek looked at me with amusement as he took my interview.

I literally stood their like a fish trying hard to answer all their questions.

"Hi Jeana. So what grade are you in, what music do you like and what pray tell is your bra size?"

WTF playboy?

I was shocked at first I thought I must have heard wrong.

Nevertheless, I timidly answered.

"Ermmm..i'm still a freshmen in..."

"Fresh-meat." Roman interjected as I carried on nervously.

"I like dancehall." I said quickly ignoring the last possible 'unheard question'.

My nerves got the better of me and I broke out in a nervous laughter followed by the second oldest who laughed along with me. Derek on the other hand was a mean old poker face. Quite frankly he intimidated me.

"And.." it was Roman who approached me suddenly invading my personal space.

"You're bra size what is it bambi?" Derek said suddenly reaching out on my bare looking shoulder and played his finger open my dark bra strap and pulled it making it snap against my skin. I should have not worn an asymmetrical neck drop shoulder crop tee.

Crap did playboy just call me bambi?!

My face burned beet.

Playboy just played with my bra strap and seriously asking me what my bra size is?! Oh crap is playboy Derek checking me out?!

I should have water slapped him in the face, but I think I was too nervous and intimidated by him at this point that I could barely touch my glass of water.

"W-w..w.Wh..What?!" My nerves got the better of me and I looked like a talking fish with all those double U'zz coming out in a stutter.

He couldn't be serious about my bra size.

I backed up against the wall just staring at the two with big grins playing on their faces. Why do I get the feeling I'm in trouble here?!

Roman suddenly smirked and looked back at Derek, giving him a nod.

"I'm not going to tell you that!" I said calming my storm of nerves as these two giants towered over my 5'3 height.

"Bambi, we're simply curious. It's better if you tell us, because we have ways to find out if you don't." The wild one threatened dangerously.

"No! Get out of my way." I tried to get past them but Roman blocked my way and so did Derek who chuckled amused at my worried face.

That's when Roman suddenly groped my chest quickly and I gasped out loud angrily pushing him away him.

What the hell!!!

"Hmmmm. She's a size B! That's too bad." He said shaking his head in a sarcastic disappointment and I stood their frozen still.

"Bro! What the hell I was going to do that?" Derek said pushing Roman away from me.

With their attention distracted I quickly ran away from them.

It was the most pathetic day of my life. I never really was good around boys but I had learnt a good fact that day.

The Caesar brothers were a bunch of perverts. Don't let the looks fool you. One wears a pokerface while the other is clearly mischievous. Damn brats.

However a strong arm snaked around my waist quickly preventing me from running too far.

"I'm sorry Bambi, didn't mean to upset you." Derek said pushing me gently up the wall.

This stupid good looking crazy step – brothers were freaking perverts!!! I attempted to snap back to reality and raise my right arm to smack the stupid grin plastered on his face but me being 5'3 and him being a good super model height, he instantly caught my hand and spun me around guiding me back down the hallway like nothing happened.

Laughing away like a bunch of hyenas they linked arms with me escorting me while I tried to escape their grasp. Completely futile with their height and muscles supporting on each part of their body well sculpted bodies.

I knew I was in trouble.

"Ah kids I'm so glad you're getting along with Jeana.." Denise said to both of her angelic sons

"Yes mother she's quite delightful."

Derek said and smiled brightly at his equally 100 watt smile younger brother doing the same towards me.

Man I need some shades. The bright light is too bright with these two stars. I quickly snapped out of focus and remembered that these two were just acting. Too innocent, too good when really they were a bunch of devils.

Roman let go of me and I was about to speak my mind when suddenly Derek pulled me into a bear crushing hug.

"Yes. Me and Roman always wanted a baby-sister like Jeana. Welcome to the family."

Yeah right @sshole!

He suddenly whispered quickly in my ears.

"You rat on us Jeana and we'll make your life a living hell in this house." He said with what sounded like a threat.

I gulped. Whats going on here??

They're meant to be nice to me!

He put me down and smiled happily at me giving me a wink.

I weekly smiled back and quickly excused myself to the bathroom.

OMG!!!

They are crazy perverts and psychos!!!

Why me lord!!

Why did I end up meeting these stupid perverted, life threatening brothers.

How did they just end up becoming my public enemy's number one on the first visit?

I returned and I got to learn more about them over dinner.

When of course as I returned to the dining table.

They had saved me a seat

Where you might ask?

I was given the opportunity to seat right in the middle of those two annoying lovely eyed two faced monkeys.

Well clearly that was a long night..

I in particular was not born of beauty.

I was still a caterpillar stage.

Or a flower bud, just waiting a very long time to bloom or spread her wings…with a height of 5'3, straight A student with nerd type glasses and over all baggy clothes material girI. I lacked in the fashion department.

I was the official Ugly duckling let me rephrase. You could easily mistake me for Ugly Betty's other ugly twin sister but I was slim not anorexic thin. with a weight of 45 kg, not chubby at all well except apart from my cheeks.

I'd joined the new family. With a swan type beautiful brothers in the family with their gorgeous mother and my handsome looking father, the family portrait was looking complete. Scratch that..i did not fit in well with the beauties of the family.

Whatever.

I survived one of the toughest delinquent schools before moving here to this quiet town. I was not going to let them get to me.