Wishing Well

Sour Skittles and Wet Clothes

Carter Hunt stood in front of me with a very attractive smirk on his face.

His sparkeling blue eyes made my heart melt and I--

Wait- WHAT?!

No Lacey. This was Carter Freaking Hunt we were talking about.

And he was about to kill you.

"Lacey, we aren't friends, But we can be if you share these with me." He held up my bag of skittles and grinned, ear to ear.

"Oh Carter, Carter, Carter. You have the nerve to walk, actually no, break, into my home and demand i share my precious babies with you?" Stepping closer to him, i watched as he gulped.

"Well I-"

"Carter Hunt… I don't think you know what I'm capable of." With a sly smirk, I lifted the bag of skittles out of his hand and set it on the counter softly.

"You don't scare me Lacey.… You don't know the real me." Carter whispered.

"Oh but what I do know, My dear Carter, Is that you hate wet clothes. And its really going to suck when you are drenched in water, locked out of my home, and forced to walk to yours."

"You wouldnt!" He cried out to no one in particular.

Taking the water sprayer from my sink I sprayed him from head to toe.

"Oops?" My hand shot to my mouth in a innocent way.

Got you Carter Hunt.

"You─ You─" He shivered.

"I was just about to watch some TV. You were just leaving. Goodbye Carter." He grunted out of my house with a stomp here and there and that was it.

Finally, I was alone with my precious skittles.

Sitting down on our soft couch, I turned on a previous recording of 'The X Factor'

"OH C'MON DEMI ARE YOU SERIOUS?! RESTLESS ROAD SOUNDED AMAZING!!"

"Talking to the TV again I see…"

"Nice to see you too Casey." I huffed as my brother entered the living room, taking off his muddy cleats. The twins followed shortly behind him and sat quietly next to me.

"Hey, dont let me ruin your fun with yelling at the TV." Casey laughed.

"Oh man! Sweet Suspense got voted off!" I looked over at Jacob with a suprised face.

"Jacob, care to explain to me, how you know who they are?"

"Are you seriously asking him that Lace? Look at them, Their HOT!" Josh chimed in.

Sometimes I wondered how lucky I was to have such wonderful brothers.

Not.

"Well you loser's have fun watching, whatever this is. I got a date I have to get ready for." Casey stood and shuffled out but not before I could interrogate him.

"A date with whom my dear brother?" I said, as i batted my long eyelashes.

"None of you're business dear sister."

"Oh c'mom Casey! Just tell me!"

"Nope."

And that was it because he slammed the door in my face.

Typical Casey.

"Soooo twins…"

I couldnt help it. My nosiness was getting the best of me.