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My Sister's Man
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I was home alone again on the day I met Logan. Apollo, my twin brother, was at baseball practice until five and then he had a date with his girlfriend. My little sister was getting her hair cut and then auditioning for a modeling job until seven, then going out for a celebration dinner, because we all knew she'd make it. My mom and dad were with Aphrodite, my sister. I was at home doing dishes because the Academic Team didn't have practice that day. I didn't look my best. For early spring it was hot in Namako, Virginia, so I was wearing jogging pants cut into shorts, an old bikini top, and my hair was pulled back in a messy bun.
I heard a knock on the door, so I put up the plate I was holding, closed my math book, and walked from the kitchen to the front room where one of our four doors was. I pulled it open, expecting it to be Nick with my History book. It was not. It was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. He had jade green eyes and dark brown hair. His body was amazing and he had teeth so white, they actually hurt to look at.
"I am Logan Smith. Is Aphrodite home?" he said.
I sighed. I should have known that he was there for my younger sister. What guy would want me over her? She was beautiful. She had platinum blonde hair (naturally), bright blue eyes, and the body of a supermodel. My sister looked just like my mom. I took more after my grandma Babs. I was short with dark brown hair, river mud colored eyes, and I wasn't fat, but I definetly had anerexia beat by a long shot.
"No, my wonderful sister isn't home, but if you'd like to come in and wait, she should be home soon," I replied with the answer my parents fed me. After he was inside I asked (just like my parent's made me), "Is there anything I can get you while you wait?"
Logan looked at me strangely for a moment. Then he patted the seat beside him.
"Sit down," he said warmly. "Talk to me."
I reached for the pepper spray I kept in my pocket at all times, but I sat down.
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| On April 20th 2008 xxixlovexyouxx Said : | |
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Kmp puh-lease ;] |


