chapter 5~brother intuition

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Marcus pov//

The bottle next landed on Em.

Marcus-"Make this good."

Emilie-"But how?"

Jennie-"Well tell us who you like or something related to that."

Emilie-"But I don't like anyone."

Martinus-"Oh come on! You have to like someone."

Emilie-"Nope I'm happy as a single pringle."

Martinus-"Nope not leaving this subject."

Marcus-"Come on their isn't one guy you think is cute or anything?"

I was watching Em's face and she seemed to be getting upset.

Cece-"Guys she doesn't have to like someone."

Martinus-"But its unusual."

Emilie-"Um why's that?"

Jennie-"Yea why?"

Marcus-"I don't know everyone likes someone."

Emilie-"Well I just don't okay?"

Martinus-"I still don't believe you. Why aren't you telling us."

I was trying to figure out what she was hiding but I think I know what. She stood up and looked down at us.

Emilie-"I like nobody and even if I did they would never in a million years like me back and that's just how it is. Are you happy now?"

She looked at Martinus when saying all this. I finally realize it. She stormed out upset.

Cece-"I'm gonna go talk to her."

Marcus-"No."

I looked at Cece and gave her a look like I know what's going on.

Marcus-"I will go."

Martinus-"Can I come please, it's my fault I pushed her to answer a dumb question."

Marcus-"Uh. Let me just go."

It would be even harder for her to talk to Martinus. I went outside and saw her sitting on the porch.

Marcus-"Em."

She looked at me surprised.

Marcus-"Tell me what's wrong. Please."

Emilie-"Its...whatever."

Marcus-"Clearly not! It's making you sick and upset."

Emilie-"I probably just have a bug."

Marcus-"Why are you trying to hide this?"

She wouldn't look at me in the eye, but I found her face again.

Marcus-"Em do you like Martinus?"

There I asked it. She didn't say anything. I guess that means I'm wrong.

Marcus-"Sorry I guess I was wrong."

I turned up to go.

Emilie-"7th grade."

I went back quickly because I wanted to know more.

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