"Hey!" A set of hands tickle my sides causing me to drop the plate I
was washing back into the dish water. It was later that night and even
though it was Jace's turn to wash the dishes he played his charm on me and
now I'm doing it for him. Stupid brother.
"Raythe!" I laugh trying to pry his large hands off me. "Stop it."
"Say it." He says from behind me, laughter evident in his voice.
"Say what?" I ask innocently still laughing.
"Say Raythe Laketon is the sexiest man alive."
"Raythe Laketon is the sexiest ogar alive." I say laughing. He attacks my sides with harder tickles. "R-a-y-t-h-e!" I whine squirming under his fingers. He lets up for only a second to let me catch my breath but then continues.
"Wrong answer Hannah." He chuckles. I stomp on his bare foot causing him to cry out in pain and giving me the opportunity to turn to face him. His dark eyes turn innocent and he puckers his lower lip out. "You hurt me Hannah."
"Sorry." I say as if I were talking to a baby. Which is exactly what Raythe looks like at the moment. His light brown hair had blond streaks from the sun and was everywhere on his head and his complexion was a golden tan. His white t-shirt had a number of spaghetti stains on it. "Say it Ray- Ray." I smirk spraying a little water in his face. He smiles and runs a hand over his face flipping the water off. His dimples on the sides of his mouth were bigger than they normally are.
"Say what?"
"Say..." I pretend to think. "Say Hannah Michaels you are the sexiest woman alive and I could only dream of having a girl like you."
"Hannah Michaels." Raythe pauses. I motion for him to continue. "You are the.." Before I know what is happening Raythe has the sprayer in his hand spraying me.
"Raythe stop it." I laugh. I reach my hand out to grab the sprayer but he has a strong grip on it. I try to wrestle him to the ground but he was too strong. After trying to push him down I slip on the water and end up on my butt. He stands over me laughing.
"Smooth move Michaels." He says putting out his hand to help me up. I ignore it and rub my now bruised butt.
"It hurts." I pout.
"Ahh I'm so sorry." He says pouting. "Does the baby need me to massage it for her?" I continue to pout and stand up beside him.
"No." I say still rubbing my butt. "You're not coming anywhere near my behind."
"Ahh but that's my dream to rub a little girls butt."
"Would you stop talking like that?" I say. "And I'm not a little girl."
"Could have fooled me." He smirks at me and sprays me again in the face.
"Shut up!" I laugh pushing him back. "You're the kid spraying me like that." He only laughs and sprays me again.
"Hannah Elizabeth Michaels." I look behind Raythe to find my mom standing with her hands on her hips. OOPS.
"Yes mommy." I ask innocently.
"What is going on in here?" She asks glancing from the water on the floor to me and then to Raythe.
"It's all his fault." I say pointing to Raythe. He turns his head toward me and his jaw drops.
"Is not." He says. "You started it."
"No I didn't. You're the one who started tickling me."
"Yea but you sprayed me with water." He says spraying me in the face again.
"See." I turn to face my now laughing mother. "MOM tell him to stop it."
"Mom tell him to stop it." He mimics spraying me again. I punch him in the shoulder.
"Oww." He grins rubbing his arm. "What was that for?" I roll my eyes in his direction.
"Clean this mess up Hannah." I turn toward her ready to protest but she has that motherly look on her face. Ya know the one that says shut the hell up and do what I say or you'll be grounded. I huff and turn toward Raythe who is smiling at me.
"You're helping jerk." I say walking around him to get the mop.
"Try to stay quiet down here I'm going to bed. Your brothers are out in the garage when they come in tell them the same thing." I nod and begin to mop up the water. Raythe walks around me and begins cleaning the dishes.
"Does your ass still hurt?" He smirks.
"Yes." I say rubbing my butt again.
"It was your fault." I glare at him and he blows up laughing.
"Go to hell Laketon." I say joking.
"Ladies first."
"Smooth come back." I say rolling my eyes.
"Shut up." He says spraying me again.
"RAYTHE!" I yell hitting his legs with the mop.
"HANNAH!" My mom screams from the other room. "SHUT THE HELL UP!"
"Opps." I say to Raythe and we laugh. "Ok seriously we have to finish in here. I want to go see what the boys are up to."
"They're not doing anything important."
"How do you know?" I ask placing the mop back in the closet and walking over to join Raythe at the sink.
"You really think if they were doing something important or fun out there I'd be in here helping you wash the dishes?" He asks raising an eye brow.
"That's hurts Ray-Ray." I say placing a hand above my heart. "And here I thought we were friends."
"Nope." He says giving me a plate to dry. "Truth hurts doesn't it?"
"Not really." I shrug. "I never liked you anyway."
"Liar." He smiles.
"If I'm lying then so are you." I say pinching his side. He squirms from me.
"I'm lying." He says. I nod.
"Thought so." I laugh. "But I'm not lying."
"Would you shut up?" Raythe asks rolling his eyes. "You're so childish."
"Am not."
"Am too."
"Am not."
"Hannah listen to you. You're childish." He laughs running a hand through his messy hair. I stick my tongue at him.
"So are you."
"Whatever I'm not even going to waste my breath." He mumbles causing me to pinch his side again. We clean a couple dishes in silence. The first time I had met Raythe I hated him. I couldn't stand to be in the same room with him. Lane brought him over for Thanksgiving and he had wondered in my room and 'accidentally' began going through my things. When I walked in on him he was only looking through my photo albums but it still pissed me off. That was two years ago when I was fifteen and he was twenty. Over the years he's grown on me and now I just accept him as a brother. It's weird because I couldn't imagine him not in my life. I smile over at him and realize how important he is to our family. As cheesy as that sounds it's true. He's been there for all of us in one way or the other. If it was just to help Jaron study for his ACTs or to help me when I had a flat on the highway or to help mom build that dumb building she had to have in the back yard.
"Hannah hello earth to Hannah." Raythe grins running a hand over my face. I push it away.
"What?"
"Where were ya?" He laughs amusement dancing in his eyes. "You've been staring at me weird for the last couple of minutes."
"Oh sorry I was just thinking." I smile shaking my head.
"Hannah." Raythe sighs. "How many times do I have to tell you? You have to stop imagining me naked it makes me feel uncomfortable." I hit his shoulder again.
"In your dreams playboy." He laughs and hands me the last pan to dry. I place it in the cabinet and turn t see Raythe grinning at me. "What?" I ask suspiciously.
"Nothing." He continues to stare.
"Raythe." I sigh. "Are you imaging me naked?" He laughs.
"Hannah are you forgetting last Christmas?" My face automatically reddens and I turn to look away from him. "I don't have to imagine anything."
"You're such a perv." I smile.
"Are you blushing? Ahh you are." He laughs pinching my cheeks. "That's so cute." I laugh and push him away. "I'm not a perv. You should have locked the door if you didn't want anyone to walk in on you."
"I just assumed if someone heard the shower running they'd stay out." I say. "Not come in and push back the shower curtain."
"I thought it was Judy." He shrugs.
"Judy? Judy my cousin?" I ask making a disgusted face. Judy was like a thirty year old whore. Raythe nods. "You're disgusting." I mumble walking around him.
"Am not."
"Am too."
Am not."
"Now who's childish?" I ask walking out the back door and slamming it in his face. I walk over to the garage and see the three idiots with their heads over a go cart. "What's going on in here?" I ask walking up to stand beside them.
"Hey sis." Lane mumbles messing with the engine.
"That's a lawn mower engine." Jaron giggles. My brother just giggled. OH MAN. I stare at him and he quickly looks away. "Now the go cart will go at least 75mph."
"Go carts don't normally go that fast?" I ask.
"No stupid." Someone says behind me.
"There's that's annoying voice I keep hearing." I mumble turning to see Raythe behind me. I turn back to my brothers. "I didn't know lawn mowers go that fast."
"Some do." Jace says. His face is covered in grease or oil or something. I laugh.
"Why don't you just put a 4-wheeler engine it in?" I ask Raythe.
"It won't fit." He shrugs.
"Ohh." I nod turning my head back toward the go cart. "Well I'm going to Lacy's." I turn to walk away.
"Hannah it's like 11:30." Lane calls after me.
"Lane she lives like three houses down." I laugh. "Plus her older brother is home from that misbehaved camp thingy and well he's hotter than hell." All four heads look at me causing me to laugh. "See ya later guys."
"HANNAH!" Jaron yells. "Be home before one or we'll come get you." I wave him off and continue to walk.
a/n: HEY!!!! Ahh so here was a lot of Raythe-Hannah action. I hope it was good. Anyway the next chapter I'll explain her relationship with Lacy. PLEASE REVIEW!
"Raythe!" I laugh trying to pry his large hands off me. "Stop it."
"Say it." He says from behind me, laughter evident in his voice.
"Say what?" I ask innocently still laughing.
"Say Raythe Laketon is the sexiest man alive."
"Raythe Laketon is the sexiest ogar alive." I say laughing. He attacks my sides with harder tickles. "R-a-y-t-h-e!" I whine squirming under his fingers. He lets up for only a second to let me catch my breath but then continues.
"Wrong answer Hannah." He chuckles. I stomp on his bare foot causing him to cry out in pain and giving me the opportunity to turn to face him. His dark eyes turn innocent and he puckers his lower lip out. "You hurt me Hannah."
"Sorry." I say as if I were talking to a baby. Which is exactly what Raythe looks like at the moment. His light brown hair had blond streaks from the sun and was everywhere on his head and his complexion was a golden tan. His white t-shirt had a number of spaghetti stains on it. "Say it Ray- Ray." I smirk spraying a little water in his face. He smiles and runs a hand over his face flipping the water off. His dimples on the sides of his mouth were bigger than they normally are.
"Say what?"
"Say..." I pretend to think. "Say Hannah Michaels you are the sexiest woman alive and I could only dream of having a girl like you."
"Hannah Michaels." Raythe pauses. I motion for him to continue. "You are the.." Before I know what is happening Raythe has the sprayer in his hand spraying me.
"Raythe stop it." I laugh. I reach my hand out to grab the sprayer but he has a strong grip on it. I try to wrestle him to the ground but he was too strong. After trying to push him down I slip on the water and end up on my butt. He stands over me laughing.
"Smooth move Michaels." He says putting out his hand to help me up. I ignore it and rub my now bruised butt.
"It hurts." I pout.
"Ahh I'm so sorry." He says pouting. "Does the baby need me to massage it for her?" I continue to pout and stand up beside him.
"No." I say still rubbing my butt. "You're not coming anywhere near my behind."
"Ahh but that's my dream to rub a little girls butt."
"Would you stop talking like that?" I say. "And I'm not a little girl."
"Could have fooled me." He smirks at me and sprays me again in the face.
"Shut up!" I laugh pushing him back. "You're the kid spraying me like that." He only laughs and sprays me again.
"Hannah Elizabeth Michaels." I look behind Raythe to find my mom standing with her hands on her hips. OOPS.
"Yes mommy." I ask innocently.
"What is going on in here?" She asks glancing from the water on the floor to me and then to Raythe.
"It's all his fault." I say pointing to Raythe. He turns his head toward me and his jaw drops.
"Is not." He says. "You started it."
"No I didn't. You're the one who started tickling me."
"Yea but you sprayed me with water." He says spraying me in the face again.
"See." I turn to face my now laughing mother. "MOM tell him to stop it."
"Mom tell him to stop it." He mimics spraying me again. I punch him in the shoulder.
"Oww." He grins rubbing his arm. "What was that for?" I roll my eyes in his direction.
"Clean this mess up Hannah." I turn toward her ready to protest but she has that motherly look on her face. Ya know the one that says shut the hell up and do what I say or you'll be grounded. I huff and turn toward Raythe who is smiling at me.
"You're helping jerk." I say walking around him to get the mop.
"Try to stay quiet down here I'm going to bed. Your brothers are out in the garage when they come in tell them the same thing." I nod and begin to mop up the water. Raythe walks around me and begins cleaning the dishes.
"Does your ass still hurt?" He smirks.
"Yes." I say rubbing my butt again.
"It was your fault." I glare at him and he blows up laughing.
"Go to hell Laketon." I say joking.
"Ladies first."
"Smooth come back." I say rolling my eyes.
"Shut up." He says spraying me again.
"RAYTHE!" I yell hitting his legs with the mop.
"HANNAH!" My mom screams from the other room. "SHUT THE HELL UP!"
"Opps." I say to Raythe and we laugh. "Ok seriously we have to finish in here. I want to go see what the boys are up to."
"They're not doing anything important."
"How do you know?" I ask placing the mop back in the closet and walking over to join Raythe at the sink.
"You really think if they were doing something important or fun out there I'd be in here helping you wash the dishes?" He asks raising an eye brow.
"That's hurts Ray-Ray." I say placing a hand above my heart. "And here I thought we were friends."
"Nope." He says giving me a plate to dry. "Truth hurts doesn't it?"
"Not really." I shrug. "I never liked you anyway."
"Liar." He smiles.
"If I'm lying then so are you." I say pinching his side. He squirms from me.
"I'm lying." He says. I nod.
"Thought so." I laugh. "But I'm not lying."
"Would you shut up?" Raythe asks rolling his eyes. "You're so childish."
"Am not."
"Am too."
"Am not."
"Hannah listen to you. You're childish." He laughs running a hand through his messy hair. I stick my tongue at him.
"So are you."
"Whatever I'm not even going to waste my breath." He mumbles causing me to pinch his side again. We clean a couple dishes in silence. The first time I had met Raythe I hated him. I couldn't stand to be in the same room with him. Lane brought him over for Thanksgiving and he had wondered in my room and 'accidentally' began going through my things. When I walked in on him he was only looking through my photo albums but it still pissed me off. That was two years ago when I was fifteen and he was twenty. Over the years he's grown on me and now I just accept him as a brother. It's weird because I couldn't imagine him not in my life. I smile over at him and realize how important he is to our family. As cheesy as that sounds it's true. He's been there for all of us in one way or the other. If it was just to help Jaron study for his ACTs or to help me when I had a flat on the highway or to help mom build that dumb building she had to have in the back yard.
"Hannah hello earth to Hannah." Raythe grins running a hand over my face. I push it away.
"What?"
"Where were ya?" He laughs amusement dancing in his eyes. "You've been staring at me weird for the last couple of minutes."
"Oh sorry I was just thinking." I smile shaking my head.
"Hannah." Raythe sighs. "How many times do I have to tell you? You have to stop imagining me naked it makes me feel uncomfortable." I hit his shoulder again.
"In your dreams playboy." He laughs and hands me the last pan to dry. I place it in the cabinet and turn t see Raythe grinning at me. "What?" I ask suspiciously.
"Nothing." He continues to stare.
"Raythe." I sigh. "Are you imaging me naked?" He laughs.
"Hannah are you forgetting last Christmas?" My face automatically reddens and I turn to look away from him. "I don't have to imagine anything."
"You're such a perv." I smile.
"Are you blushing? Ahh you are." He laughs pinching my cheeks. "That's so cute." I laugh and push him away. "I'm not a perv. You should have locked the door if you didn't want anyone to walk in on you."
"I just assumed if someone heard the shower running they'd stay out." I say. "Not come in and push back the shower curtain."
"I thought it was Judy." He shrugs.
"Judy? Judy my cousin?" I ask making a disgusted face. Judy was like a thirty year old whore. Raythe nods. "You're disgusting." I mumble walking around him.
"Am not."
"Am too."
Am not."
"Now who's childish?" I ask walking out the back door and slamming it in his face. I walk over to the garage and see the three idiots with their heads over a go cart. "What's going on in here?" I ask walking up to stand beside them.
"Hey sis." Lane mumbles messing with the engine.
"That's a lawn mower engine." Jaron giggles. My brother just giggled. OH MAN. I stare at him and he quickly looks away. "Now the go cart will go at least 75mph."
"Go carts don't normally go that fast?" I ask.
"No stupid." Someone says behind me.
"There's that's annoying voice I keep hearing." I mumble turning to see Raythe behind me. I turn back to my brothers. "I didn't know lawn mowers go that fast."
"Some do." Jace says. His face is covered in grease or oil or something. I laugh.
"Why don't you just put a 4-wheeler engine it in?" I ask Raythe.
"It won't fit." He shrugs.
"Ohh." I nod turning my head back toward the go cart. "Well I'm going to Lacy's." I turn to walk away.
"Hannah it's like 11:30." Lane calls after me.
"Lane she lives like three houses down." I laugh. "Plus her older brother is home from that misbehaved camp thingy and well he's hotter than hell." All four heads look at me causing me to laugh. "See ya later guys."
"HANNAH!" Jaron yells. "Be home before one or we'll come get you." I wave him off and continue to walk.
a/n: HEY!!!! Ahh so here was a lot of Raythe-Hannah action. I hope it was good. Anyway the next chapter I'll explain her relationship with Lacy. PLEASE REVIEW!