My Friends Older Brother (Mirstie)

Two Personalities, One Body.

Kirstie's POV
"Kirstie," a soft voice calls as I sleep. I ignore it because I think it's just a dream... Than it comes again. "Kirstie!" I put a pillow over my head blocking the voice. Soon my pillow is lifted from my grasp and I awake abruptly.

"What?!" I whisper yell. Soon Mitch appears, fully dressed, and folds his arms. He looks down at his watch than looks at me.

"Good morning to you too! C'mon breakfast is in 30 minutes." My eyes widen and I quickly get up from my bed and get changed. When I'm done I look at the doorway to find Mitch still standing there looking down at his phone. My face turns red realizing I just got changed in front of him... I put my head down, grabbed my laptop, stuffed it in my backpack, and made my way to the main lodge. Mitch followed behind still looking down at his phone. I turned around to face him.

"Did you see anything?" I said quickly. Mitch looked at me cautiously and shook his head. "Good. Now put down your phone before I throw it out the window." He rolled his eyes and I made a fake smile. I went and got my breakfast and sat next to Scott.
"Your right." I started, "your brother is a buzz kill." Scott nodded his head confused but shrugged and continued eating.

"What song are you doing for the duet competition?" He asked cleaning up his plate. I shrugged.

"We're doing that original I wrote," Scott nodded his head interested. He threw away his garbage than sat down next to me again.

"Oh yeah that one! What's it called again? Can't sleep love or something like that?" I laughed and nodded my head.

"Yes Scott. The song I spent two whole months working on with you." He chuckled and put his hands up in surrender.

"Well sorry. I'm getting old okay?" We both laughed and got up. I glanced quickly around the room. Mitch was sitting there, alone. He probably prefers being alone. Especially since he's doing something he doesn't want to do. I walk up to him and sit down at his empty table.

"What are you doing here?" He asked grouchily. I rolled my eyes and shrugged.

"Well first of all, we need to work on our duet. Second of all you look lonely. Why don't you sit with Scott and I-" Mitch than interrupted me.

"No! I don't want to be anywhere near Scott. Plus I've always sat alone in every cafeteria. It's just nice for me." I looked at him weirdly. Well I guess that's what happens when your a trouble maker.

"Okay than..." I said awkwardly, "let's practice that duet." Mitch nodded his head and took out his copy of the music. We worked on it and I swear as I was looking down at the sheet music, Mitch was staring at me. Like he knew I knew something. Because well, I do know something. How can Mitch be all happy around me, but as soon as Scott enters the room, he turns into the grinch? This situation makes no sense!! I decided to go over the song one more time.

During the chorus I face him and he is in fact staring at me. As soon as I face him, he quickly looks away. I decided to make a joke of it.

"What? You like what you see?" Mitch laughs lightly, turning a bit red in the face. He than shakes his head.

"No way! It just- I don't know it's just, I haven't hung out with anyone, especially a girl. I'm just trying to grasp the situation you know." I nodded my head.

"I still think you were checking me out." He chuckled and playfully hit me in the arm. I laughed and we continued. Well played Kirstie, well played.

Mitch's POV
*one hour later*
I'm sitting on my bed, just thinking. Thinking about what I was feeling when I was potentially staring at Kirstie. Why did I feel something when I was with her? Why did I zone out? What happened? I'm usually lonely. No one to talk to, no one to turn to. Well at least since I changed schools and my dad married Connie.

That's why I don't want to know Scott. He's one of the reasons why I'm lonely. And no it's not the fact that my dad married his mom. It's something else. He gave me a bad reputation, just because of my 'liking' towards him. People would call me gay and throw spit balls at me. So I started off school on the wrong note... Because of Scott. And sadly Kirstie is one of those dumb asses that's on Scott's side. And I wish I could show her who I was before I met Scott. Before I became a delinquent.

Sadly there's only one person who knows the real me. Mom. She could make anyone believe who I really am because I'm very close to her. Even my dad has never had the chance to get to know the real me. He was too busy fighting with mom to notice.

"MITCH!" Kirstie screamed hitting my arm. I grabbed the area where she hit and glared at her.

"Okay first OW! Second I'm sorry, I just got deep in thought." Kirstie looked at me concerned but then shrugged it off.

"You just looked pale," she started, "are you okay?" I nodded my head and put down my music. I then got up and went to my room. Kirstie didn't follow me. She understood that I just needed to left alone for a bit. #Soon I fell asleep.

"He just didn't look okay Scott," faint voices. What's going on?

"Kirst he's always been a loser. Plus I told you not to worry. He's fine. He just doesn't want to be around people." Pfft! Try getting to know the real me first Scott.

"Scott, you do realize that he's tried making friends for two years now but he hasn't been able to because you kept talking shit about him." The room fell silent. Soon I heard what sounded like a slap. "Scott what the hell?" Kirstie yelled, "what has gotten into you?" More silence. And this is a topic about me so of course I got up to scope things out.

"I didn't talk shit about him. If anything he talked shit about me. And whats gotten into ME? What's gotten into you Kirstin?" And with that the door slam and Kirstie ran into my room crying. I hugged her and held her close. He even used her full first name.

"Kirst I-I'm sorry... I should just- I should just go. I mean I'm causing enough trouble between you and Scott. I'll call my mom and everyth-" than Kirstie cut me off.

"NO!.. Sorry. You shouldn't leave. I'm sure you'll love this camp even if you act all grouchy about it. And Scott gets like this when he thinks only he is right. Obviously he is not." I nodded my head as Kirstie released from the hug. "Thanks." She said softly. "Now I better go fix things with Scott." She than grabbed her back pack and headed towards the door. When she reached the door she turned around again and faced me. "Remember, we have our duet tomorrow. BE PREPARED." I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"Yes mom." I said childishly earning a laugh from Kirstie. She ran towards me and gave me a quick peck on my cheek leaving me with butterflies in my stomach. Butterflies in my stomach? Crap.