Chapter one
"You look hot babe." Nathan complimented his girlfriend, Priscilla.
"Aww, they look so good together." I thought before.....
"Talk about sexy." he said once again but not to Priscilla, to Caernesha, his girlfriend.
A week later he came again with another girl...
"I just feel like--" he said before sucking face with Janelle.
For the past couple of weeks I had been working at Topaz restaurant for the summer holiday. There so happened to be a guy, Nathan Williams, a dirty cheat and this is where I come in... My name is Ryan Stewart. You've heard of mythbusters, ghostbusters and the likes but I am a bit different because I am a cheat buster. My duty to myself and other girls (even if they might not like it) is to teach those guys who think they are players that I am the coach of the game. My coldheart intended target is none other than him.
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"Ryan!" step-dad called me.
My mom has always been the unlucky one when it came to romance. She was in and out of bad relationships faster than you can pee after watching Rings which gave me a justification to despise her current husband, Alvin Jenkins and his so-called princess, Frankie.
"You called?" I questioned.
"Your mother and I have something we want to tell you and your sister." Alvin stated.
"Stepsister." I corrected.
(I really don't understand why they want Frankie and I to get along when this union was between them and not us.)
"Make it snappy. I've got a date with André to attend to." Frankie.
You see why I can't get along with her.(To be honest if Nathan had cheated on her I would've bought some popcorn and watched the show).
"We just moved into the neighborhood and you two are gonna be learning at Braxton High School." mom.
Frankie wasn't really pleased. Her plans were quite the opposite. She wanted to go learn at André's school since he was her new Romeo after her breakup with Oscar back when we were in Ohio. This was much to my advantage as a cheat buster, of course...
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"Hurry up or else I'll be late." step dad obviously.
"Frankie, did you use my lip gloss?" I asked.
"Why would I use something as cheap as your gloss?"
Daddy's lil' princess was paying no attention to me. She was busy dating her reflection on the mirror. Do you know how irritating that is?
"I don't know. Maybe because you're cheap." me.
BINGO!!! I caught her attention. The I'm-gonna-murder-you-look gave it all away.
"Oh no, you didn't."
"Oh yes, I did."
In no less than two minutes we were already fighting.
"Will the two of you stop it," mom exclaimed, "the two of you need to learn to get along sooner or later."
"She started it!" we both exclaimed.
"I don't care who started it. If I catch the two of you arguing again for the next two weeks you are grounded till thy kingdom come." mom said loud enough to penetrate into our thick skulls.
"But... But.. Buh--" we stammered.
As though she couldn't hear our attempted protests, she continued to say, "Your father is waiting for you downstairs."
"It's step-dad." me.
"I'm gonna kill you." Frankie.
"Not if I do it first."
"Did you say something?" mom asked.
"Nothing." we feigned a hug.
Of all the punishments my mom could have given me she chose to set me up on a date with the wicked witch of the wild West. I'd rather be grounded for 'thy kingdom come' than to get along with Franscesca Elizabeth Jenkins. And that's even if they burn my feet with hot coal.
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Everytime I got into the car with Alvin it felt as though I was suffocating and my only painkiller was my ipod. To make matters worse, my stepsister was always like André this and André that. I wish she had a mute button.
"Girls behave." Mr Jenkins.
"You know me daddy. I'm always on my best behavior." daddy's apple.
"Yeah, right." I rolled my eyes.
