"The club isn't the best place to find a lover so the bar is where I go," I scream into the remote I'm holding. I point to Kie and she starts singing in her hair brush.
"Me and my friends at the table doing shots, drinking fast but then we talk slow," she screams.
"You come over and start a conversation with just me-" We both started singing but getting rudely interrupted by my wonderful twin.
"Shut up!" He yells coming into the living room, "you guys suck!" As the mature teenager I am, I stick my tongue out at him while Kieandra pouts.
"Idiot," Kie continues to pout. I laugh at her comment.
"That's weak." Caleb replies.
"But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that? Boy, oh boy, I love it when I fall for tha-" I get interrupted by Caleb's hand covering my mouth. I lick his hand and he quickly takes it away with pure disgust.
"Shut up," he says. I pout and scoot closer to Kie. "The boys you saw, they're coming over tonight. I told them when Chevy goes to bed."
"Are you crazy?" Kie shouts."
"Yes, very," he replies.
"You're gonna get caught, and I'm going to laugh." I say.
"No we won't get caught."
"There is no 'we'. Count me out." Kie states. I agree with Kie and she drags me out of the living room. "I wonder if he's telling the truth."
"Trust me, if there's anything I've learned about that boy, it's that there's nothing real about him. I highly doubt he even knows when Chevy goes to bed." I answer. She laughs and nods her head.
"But still. It'll be pretty cool if they do end up coming. You totally have the hots for Ryan!"
"I do not!" I defend myself.
"Keep telling yourself that," she chuckles. "Are you going to stay up all night to seeing they do end up coming?"
"I don't know. Maybe I can camp out in your room and we can spy on my brother. If he stays up past 1, then he definitely wasn't lying. He loves to sleep. "
"That's true." She laughs. I wonder if they are coming. I want to see him again and I think I may like him. I mean what is there not to like? He's tall, gorgeous, and completely nice.
"I guess in a way I want them to come back,"
"Well who can blame you?" Kieandra starts off, "they're hot as hell." I laugh at her remark and sit down on the bar stool that's by the counter.
"I just hope they don't get caught."
"Me too." Kie says.
"Coffee?" I ask her while walking over to the coffee pot.
"We're not allowed," she tells me like I didn't already know.
"If Caleb can sneak people in, I think a cup of coffee won't hurt anyone," I smile, "coffee?"
"You sound like an old grandma still asking their grandchild if they want food, and if you don't take the food, they'll keep asking you. But I'll take some coffee. We're going to need it for tonight."
