The Rules My Brothers Made

Chapter 14

"I still can't believe you thought I was gay."  Evan muttered to me a few hours later.  We were up in my room, under the pretense of doing homework to avoid my dad's suspicious glares, and Evan was just not ready to drop the whole thing with Mark.

I sighed and shut my chemistry book.  "I don’t know what I was thinking.  Seeing how you can barely keep your hands off me, you're clearly not gay.  I'm just so new to this whole thing.  I'm sorry I'm such a spaz."  I frowned.

He just laughed at me and opened my book back up.  "Nice try.  I still need help with this stuff."  He found the page and turned it around to face me again.  "You are kind of spazzy, though.  But lucky for you, I find it adorable."  I scrunched my nose as he planted a small kiss on it.  "Seriously, though.  I need help.  Explain this to me."  I laughed.  He was actually pretty good at chemistry, seeing how he was in the AP class and all, but he just got a little discombobulated over certain things.  I was more than happy to help, though, especially since it meant we got to spend more time together.  Before I knew it, we had been working for over an hour, so we decided to take a break for a few minutes.  I pulled out my

calculus homework, and Evan settled himself in at my desk in front of my laptop.  He opened my itunes and started to scroll through everything.  After he picked something out, he turned to face me.  "You realize you have about 30 Cher songs on here, right?"

I nodded to him as I got up from my comfortable seat on the floor and stood next to him.  I picked up my laptop and sat on the bed, flipping through my pictures saved on my computer, until I found the one I wanted to show him.  Spinning the computer around so he could see it, I handed the laptop back to

him.  It was a picture of my mother from about 1995, a few months after Matt and I were born.  Cher had her arms wrapped around her, and my mom just had this huge smile on her face, like it was the greatest day of her life.

"My mom was obsessed with Cher."  I told him.  "She used to sing Matt and I all her songs when we were babies, and even while she was pregnant.  I think it was borderline unhealthy how much she loved her.  Matt and I used to always get mad when she blasted any of the songs in the car, cause we had heard them so many times, but now that she's gone, i find her music so comforting.  It might have seemed like torture back then, but all the times we used to dance around and sing along with my mom are actually some great memories.  I think I would have to say that "If I could turn back time" is my favorite song of all time.  I listen to it almost daily.  It seems silly, but it's kind of one of the few ways I can remember her without getting really sad."