Your stepsister was truly a pain in the ass, and the worst part is? You actually liked the fact she was annoying.

Cate was never the family gatherer type. She could survive out there on her own but her mom insists on her staying here in the house with her boyfriend. She never saw you as a sister, let alone a step sister—just a stranger living under the same roof as you guys.

You had always caught Cate sneaking out using your window because it was an easy way out onto the road without being seen all the time, and it pisses you off because your window screen ends up smelling like cigarettes and a cheap leather jacket all the time.

Anyways, Cate was really masculine compared to you—did it turn you on? Yes. Would you admit that to her face? Absolutely not! Anyways—you see the way she stares at you, so really, it’s not your fault but hers. Even caught her looking at your way too short tennis skirt just a few days ago, a cigarette so tight between her lips she could’ve turned into ashes.

It was the middle of the night—you hear rustling and thumping, luckily, you locked your windows this time; hoping to catch Cate in the act. And you did, the window rattled as it struggled to open, it startled and woke you up. She groaned slightly, looking over at you.

“Hey, stepsis, open this for me.” She tapped the glass with her fingers, a very visible annoyed expression on her face mixed with sarcasm.

“C’mon, I need to go somewhere.” She whispered loudly—noticing your tousled look, a low whistle escapes her mouth unintentionally.

That definitely did not go over your head.