(Next day)
"Ryan, how are you able to tell when I lie?" I asked nonchalantly as I made my cereal.
"I don't know, why?"
"I was told that the corner of my lip twitches when I lie."
"Who-how does one even figure that out?" I shrugged. "I'd be scared if I were you, you've got some stalker."
"Why are they a stalker?" I said, suddenly defensive.
"They stare at your face all day in order to find out when you're lying."
"Well....whatever."
That actually makes sense.
"So, Kyle, what did you and J do yesterday?"
Smooth Ry, smooth. "Stayed in bed."
Oh god, he took that wrong. "What do you mean stayed in bed?"
"We slept Ryan, that's it, I swear."
He stared at my face for a moment, not trying to hide the fact that he was waiting for that twitch.
Apparently there was none.
"Right, good, let's uh, let's get to school."
Aw, my brother is embarrassed, how cute.
Let's see how far I can take this.
"Have you gotten together with Bri yet?"
"What? No, why would I get with Bri?"
"Because you're in love with her." I smirked at the sudden change in his cheeks.
"I am not."
"You are too."
"Am not."
"Are too, stop trying to deny it, I can tell you're lying."
"You're in love with Jacob."
"I am not!" I snapped, my voice and octave higher.
"There's the lip twitch. Kyle," His face suddenly hardened. "that lip twitch better be because you're telling the truth.."
"It is." I said a little too quickly.
Though I knew he didn't believe it, he nodded, pretending to be content with my answer.
God.
My lip did not twitch, and I am definitely not in love with Jacob.
"Your lips having a spaz attack over there, are you okay?"
"Just shut up and drive."
Okay, so maybe my lip does twitch, but that doesn't mean I love Jacob.
Oh my god! I can feel it twitching!
Okay okay! I love Jacob! Happy!?
......Apparently so.
Ugh, what am I gonna do?
"There's your boyfriend." Ryan said through his teeth.
"He's-" not my boyfriend, can't say that. "so sweet." I finished lamely, hoping Ryan didn't hear my hesitation.
"Yeah."
"Listen grumpass, get over it. I have a boyfriend, and it just so happens to be Jacob, so what? Shouldn't you be happy that I'm happy?"
"Be happy that my sister's going out with an idiot like that? I think not."
"I'd be happy if you went out with Bri."
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We Can Only Pretend for so Long
Ficção GeralA story of mixed feelings and confused enemies, short tempers and plotted schemes. What happens when two people that hate each other are forced to spend a weekend together with no contact to the outside world? They prank their friends into believing...