Thread: My naughty sister...  (Sister needed)

Deek's sister is 15, 2 years younger than him, and she has always seemed a little odd to him. She always seemed to being weird, yet cheerful. It's gotten to greater detail as time past. She has always had a crush on him, growing and growing each year. Even in public she's all over him, trying to grab his attention. Luckily, his friends just thought she was a normal wild teenage girl, and they just thought she was trying to annoy him. His sister is needed. ------ ------ ------ The warm and early Monday morning had began just like every morning, the freshness of a new day, and the sound of an awakening household. It was an average and ordinary family, as most would say, and yet no one knew just exact who they were. It was a school day for the city on this day in May, and as normal it was, the teenager houses were the ones with true movement. In this house, it's a bit off on how things appear, yet it survives. A widowed mom, on the verge of running away, stood in the door war of the entrance. A hand written note in hand, a suitcase in the other. She was leaving to go on a month cruse in the Caribbean, leaving the children to be held responsible of the house. With the note pinned to the front door, the middle-aged mother caught a nearby taxi, and left without warning. Deek laid in the shitty bed that had been bought for him nearly a year ago, when they moved into the first floor apartment. It was just Him, his younger sister, and his jobless mother living together in the two bed room apartment. There was his room, which was the hall storage closet, then his sister's room, and the master bed room, which was locked up securely at all times. Inside his room, was a light above him a shitty bed and a homemade end table. On the end table, a clock ticked on by, seconds before 7 am. If someone were to see their home, they'd begin to wonder why he was given a closet with shitty furniture. The whole house showed signs of being a middle class normal home, and it was, in a way. His mom had money from suing an old boyfriend. They were set, and yet... Deek wasn't. Their mom adored his sister, while Deek got the scraps. The clock in Deek's 'room' burst to life, waking the teen from a deep sleep coma. As he lifted the numbed weakened body of his, he hopped up with little to no problem. Shuffling to the door, opening it in a swift movement, he slowly stumbled down the hall to his sister's room, where he kept his clothes. At the current moment, he wore his light blue briefs. Having been lazy the night before, he forgot to grab his clothes from her room. Silently, he stepped into her room, seeing her still huddled in bed. The room was highly decorated to her accord, and the only thing that stood out was his black crate with clothes. Each step was like a small pat on the ground, the loudest sound being the crate opening. It creaked to life as his hand dipped in, and pulled out his clothes for the day. By now it was around 715, and the bus would becoming in ten minutes for them. With no time to spare, he figured with his sister asleep, he could possibly change there. As his hands pulled off the underwear, grabbing a red pair, he froze as he heard a noise. His sister had definitely awakened now, and he was completely naked, holding his underwear.