Disclaimer: This story is a "remastering" of sort of my first ever story. When I first wrote this, I did not know what I was doing, especially when it came to editing, which I did not do at all (and it showed). Aside from the very ending, I did not really add anything major. This was primarily done to fix the various spelling and grammar errors, while also adding some details. The plot is unchanged.
The original version is still up and will remain intact since it was my first one and I want to keep that as an example of how bad someone's first attempt can be. In fact, doing this meant that this was the FIRST time I have read this story since I wrote it on December 25th, 2009.
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Heading into this past summer, I was not an ordinary college sophomore. I wasn't a partier, so college for me was about my future. While all of my friends spent their time trying to get laid, most of my time was spent studying. I was twenty years old and a virgin, so my goal for the summer was to try and loosen up and get on with my life. I thought to myself that I would not have a problem finding a girlfriend. I was rather tall, in good shape and described as "super handsome" by my roommate's girlfriend.
I go to college at NC State but my family lives in Oregon, so I did not see them too often, aside from major holidays. I came home in early June and was seeing my family for the first time since Christmas. I was greeted at the door by my sister Kristy, who had just turned eighteen the week before. She was about taller than most women around here and, being a soccer player, was in fantastic shape. Her trademark big brown eyes and long, straight dark brown hair are always the first thing anyone notices about her above the waist.
While her breasts were not that big, probably on the border of an a-cup and a b-cup, her ass was by far her best feature. Being in college, I see several hot women with beautiful backsides, but never had I seen one more perfect. It was amazing that in six short months, it seemed like she transformed from an average girl to a stunning young woman despite the only real change being her legal status. Then again, it could have just been that I had never noticed her before.
"Hey Trevor, I missed you so much," she said, hugging me very tight.
"I missed you too, Kristy," I said with a smile
"You have to tell me everything that's happened to you since Christmas, and I have so much to tell you!" she exclaimed as she broke the hug.
"Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time. Are mom and dad here?" I asked.
"No, they're at a concert and won't be back 'till late tonight," she said, picking up my suitcase. "I'll help you unpack."
I followed my sister upstairs to my room. We unpacked my stuff quickly, which was helped by the fact that I didn't pack much because I knew laundry was done every day, so I wouldn't have to worry about running out of clothes. After I placed my laptop down on the desk, Kristy pulled me over and led me to her room. She wanted to show me all of the changes she made. She was much more into to this then I was as I did not have any memory of what her room had looked like.
"Do you like what I've done with it?" she asked, excitedly.
"It looks great," I said with little to no emotion.
She flashed me an excited grin and gave me another hug. Afterwards, we went down to the kitchen where she fixed me up a sandwich without me asking her to. Not that this was a problem at all as I had not eaten anything since before I got on the plane a good nine hours ago. While she was making the sandwich, she asked me what college was like, as she would be attending Oregon State in the fall. I told her that I was not exactly sure how her experience would be, because she was not much of a school person. Knowing her, I figured that she was going to college just to party.
"You don't know me that well do you?" she asked, which puzzled me. "I graduated sixth in my high school class, and I'm majoring in American History. I'm like you, I don't like partying and I'm going to learn."
I apologized and told her that she will have a very fun time, but I told her not to be like me.
"You need to have some fun with other people. I've kept mostly to myself my first two years and have regretted putting too much time into schoolwork and not enough having fun," I explained.
"Don't worry about me, I know why I'm going but I'll find ways to have fun," she said with a seductive smile. "You want to go sit on the couch and watch a movie, like old times?""
"Sorry, I promised Vinny that I'd go over to his place once I was settled in. The whole gang from high school is going to be there," I said, noticing a sad frown come across Kristy's face. "Don't look so sad, we have all summer to spend time together.
"Okay, I guess," she said, visibly upset.
Over the next three weeks, I didn't really pay much attention to Kristy as I spent most of the time out with my high school friends. On the morning of the 25th, I came downstairs for breakfast and saw Kristy sitting at the table. I placed my hand on top of her head.
"Morning, Sis," I told her.
She looked up at me and gave me a mini-smile. I could tell that something was bothering her, but I didn't feel like asking. My parents came into the kitchen, telling us that our father had a business trip to New York City and would be gone for a week, and that she would be going with him. Kristy seemed like she could not have possibly cared less. She got up, hugged Mom and Dad, said goodbye, and went upstairs. Mom sat down and started talking to me.
"Trevor, it would be really nice if you spent some time with your sister. She's seemed so depressed for weeks now, and I think I know why," she said with a look of concern. "You've been here for three weeks and I haven't seen you say more than three words to her."
"Don't worry, I've seen enough of the guys for the time being. I'll spend the whole week with her," I said, forcing a smile.
Mom thanked me, gave me a hug, and left for the airport with my father. I went upstairs to Kristy's room to see if she wanted to watch a movie or something. I knocked on her door and got no response. The door was slightly ajar so I peeked in and saw just an empty room, but I could hear the shower running in her bathroom. As I was about to turn away I noticed that she left the window open and there were papers scattered all over the floor. Without thinking, I entered her room to clean up for her and I realized that it was a loose-leaf diary of some sort.
After remembering the concern showed by my mother, I started to read through to see if I could figure out why she had been so depressed lately. I scanned through and saw a bunch of pointless teen girl crap about which boys were cute, which were funny, a whole bunch of crap I did not care about. I was about to put it down when I noticed my name. As I kept going, I kept seeing my name in a lot of entries:
June 4th 2009: I am soooo excited, Trevor comes home tomorrow, I can't wait to spend my summer with my big brother I love him sooo much!!
I did not take that as much, she's looked up to me her entire life, sometimes a little too much. When I was in middle school, I could not have friends over without Kristy bombarding us with questions: "Whatcha doing?" "Wanna play playstation?" "Can I go with you to the mall?"
It was clear he liked spending time with me, but I just did not always feel the same. Sure, she was my sister so I loved her, I just did not love her clinginess.
June 5th 2009: I was so happy when Trevor got home. I helped him unpack, showed him my room, and made him a sandwich, but he wouldn't watch a movie with me. He'd rather spend time with his high school friends, but he said we'd spend time together throughout the summer. CAN'T WAIT!
