Teaching My Bookworm Stepsister
Chapter 13

Maverick's P.O.V.

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I think I really hurt Kapri's feelings when I told her that she would never be part of my family.

Good. Maybe it'll give her even more reason to stay away from me. Because I am replaceing it harder and harder to keep away from her.

I'm not sure why. Kapri and I have gone to school together all our lives. I've seen her around town, at school dances, all of that. So why am I suddenly replaceing it harder to stay away?

Is it because this is most likely the last year I'll see her around? Kapri is going to get into a good school. Probably somewhere far away. I hope that she gets into Harvard. I know how much she wants to go there. Even if it is far away from me.

I mean, we're fu.cking stepsiblings now. I can't keep holding onto this crush. I need to start seeing her as a sister and not a love interest.

That's easier said than done. I've been in love with Kapri since the first time I saw her. She was so adorable with her black curly hair in those pig-tails. Her frilly little blue dress. I'd never seen a shade of green as light as her eyes. I was infatuated instantly at the age of five.

People grow though, and life moves on. I never got the chance to tell Kapri how I felt. By the time I wanted to.. My life had become more complicated. There was no way I was dragging Kapri into my messy life. Even if we were only kids.

So, I started being mean to her. I wanted to push her away, but I still needed to see her and talk to her every day. I had no idea what I was doing at the time. Being a bully, I guess. Looking back at it now, I wish I would have just left her alone. Maybe if I would have left Kapri alone, I wouldn't be so obsessed with her now. It's slightly ridiculous, but no matter what I do, I can't stop seeking her out. Whether it be information, or just to lightly bully her. I keep tabs on everything to do with Kapri. That's how I know about her essay. How I know about Harvard. And about her favorite color. I pay attention to her when no one is watching. She's so easy to read when she's relaxed. If I don't know something by observing, I usually know it by paying someone to replace out. Again, ridiculous I know.

It was like a damn dream come true when I found out that Brooke and Megan had started to hang around Kapri. Apparently, the two of them had some kind of after-school thing with Kapri's friend Molly at the end of sophomore year. They keep telling me that Kapri doesn't talk to them much though. Which kind of makes me feel sorry for her. Brooke and Megan are good people, and I know they would be good friends to Kapri.

Kapri just refuses to give anyone a chance. She's been closed off like that since we were kids. Even more so since that incident with Savannah in the 8th grade. The incident where Savannah caught me staring at Kapri during our 8th grade dance, and decided to embarrass her in front of our whole grade by telling everyone how Kapri's dad left them when she was just a kid. Kapri was devasted. Savannah and her had been.. sort of friends before that.

I say sort of because let's be honest, Savannah doesn't have real friends. She has minions that follow her around. Savannah isn't genuine in the slightest. I just feel bad that Kapri had to feel that way because of me. That it's still affecting her ability to trust to this day. All because I couldn't take my eyes off of her in that red dress.

Just like at the wedding.

It just really sucks that I focused too much on Kapri, and not the things that surround her. That caused me to overlook one thing. One very, very important thing.

That our fu.cking parents were dating.

All of that being said, I think I did the right thing, hurting Kapri's feelings that night. At least, that's what I keep telling myself to get rid of this guilt. Not that it was working. I didn't even mean it the way that Kapri took it. I only said it because I didn't want her to be my stepsister. I want.. her to be with me. As my.. girlfriend I guess.

That will never happen though.

I did feel Kapri's eyes on me for our entire lunch period yesterday though. When I first looked at her I didn't understand why she was glaring. I still don't. But the fact that she was willing to have a stare down made it exciting.

I don't know what pi.ssed Kapri off so badly that she had to stare at me all lunch, but I hope it happens every day. I don't mind having those light greens on me all the time. Hell, I'd even put on a show for her.

"You really going to stare at her locker all morning?" Megan asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

Sh.it. They always catch me looking for Kapri.

"I just want to make sure she gets to school okay." I grumbled.

"Then maybe you should start bringing her." Brooke suggested.

I gave her a hard look.

"What?" She asked defensively. "You two are siblings now, it wouldn't be weird."

Brooke has a point. What can I say?

"Kapri hates me. She wouldn't let me give her a ride to school," I said.

Take me for a ride on your bike.

Kapri did tell me that. At the time, it excited me to no end. Actually, by the time we were done dancing I had to bolt to the bathroom to take care of myself. I blame that damn dress Kapri was wearing. Wait, is she wearing lipgloss? Her.. hair is down? What the hell is she wearing?

I opened my mouth to say something else when I saw Kapri turn the corner. My body relaxed as I watched a smile spread across her face. Those damn plump lips are just-

Kapri's long black hair is hanging around her in her natural curls. She has hair tucked behind both of her ears. It's gotten longer. Now it falls all the way down to her b**t. It must have grown a lot over the summer.

Kapri is also dressed differently than her normal. She has on white cargo pants that hang low on her hips. The shirt she has on looks two sizes too small for her. It's showing almost half of her stomach. And she has a white choker necklace on. "Brooke. Megan." I gritted out.

"Hmm?" Megan hummed out.

"Why the fu.ck is Kapri dressed like that?" I asked the two of them.

Both of their eyes flickered to Kapri, then back to me.

"I don't know, but she looks hot, right?" Megan asked excitedly.

"Yeah, she does. Hot as fu.ck. Fix it." I ordered.

Brooke scoffed.

"She is her own person, Mav. You want her to stop dressing like that, ask her to." She said.

"Ask her to? Kapri will laugh in my face," I said.

"As you would deserve," Brooke said.

"Yeah, her body, her choice, Mav," Megan added.

I sighed as I looked back at Kapri. There is a guy I've never seen before leaning against the lockers next to hers talking to her. Kapri is too busy stuffing things in her locker to notice the guy checking her out.

"Who. The fu.ck. Is. That?" I asked the two.

"Oh, that guy?" Trevor asked, finally chiming in.

"Yeah Trev. That guy." I seethed.

I'm losing my damn patience.

"That's Hayden Mayberry. He's the new kid, and already a quarterback. I hear he played every sport in his old school and plans to here as well." Trevor told me.

Hayden Mayberry. Flirting with my girl. Who the hell does he think he is?

Every male in this damn school knows to stay away from Karpi. I've threatened them all, and they were quick to back down. I might not have ever been willing to act on my feelings, but I'll be damned if I let anyone else have her right in front of me either.

I don't care how crazy I sound. Kapri doesn't even like that type of attention. I've been doing her a favor. Not to mention that all these boys want is to fu.ck her. I'm not letting anyone break her heart, and if anyone at this school is taking Kapri's virginity, it's going to be me.

Not that that'll ever happen. Kapri and I are siblings now. It doesn't matter how easy it would be to sneak into her room. It's inappropriate now.

"A jock really?" I asked Trev.

Jock's aren't usually Kapri's type. Maybe I won't have to worry about this at all. I'm sure Kapri's rude attitude will deter this guy.

"Yeah, a jock and a nerd. He was top of his class at his last school. Maybe he'll give your nerd a little competition," Trevor said.

My blood boiled as I turned to glare at my friend. Brooke shook her head. Megan smacked Trevor's chest. Trevor, of course, is clueless. "You have practice with him later, yeah?" I asked.

Trevor nodded.

"Good," I said. "I'll be waiting to have a little chat with the new guy."