Kyla studied us and her expression slowly softened.  “So nothings going on?”  She asked tentatively.  

“No never!”  Spencer shouted with no hesitation.  I shook my head slower.  

An unknown pang throbbed in my chest.  It was confusing and I didn’t know what caused it.  

“Ok.”  Kyla said breathing out a sigh.  Spencer slumped to the ground after her and I took a seat a safe distance away.  

“So you want brownies?”  My perky brunette sister asked as if we did not just have the most outrageous conversation yet.  

I glanced at Spencer and we nodded.  Slowly we left the living room.  It wasn’t exactly awkward but it wasn’t comfortable either.

I think I just had an ‘Ah Ha’ moment.  I just realized how old we are.  Not that 16 is old.  But its not 8.  When your 8 and you kiss your best friend people Awww.  Now if I went out and kissed Spencer on the lips half the people that saw us would be disgusted.  My mouth tickling Spencer’s neck and her hands under my shirt tickling me may have been totally innocent to us.  But from the outside looking in it probably did look a little sexual.  

I’ve had sexual experiences with both girls and guys and thats pretty much what it looks like.  Even though that was NOT what me and my best FRIEND was doing it looked that way.  

Now why am I emphasizing not and friend?  

Never mind.

That little incident got my brain thinking.  And remembering.  If I recall correctly I think Spencer and I almost kissed?  Like mouth to mouth kiss.  

I’m probably just imagining things.  I mean last night was hazy for both of us.  No one was in the right state of mind.  I mean if we did almost kiss she would have brought it up.

I think.

Hmm.  I’m confused.

“Want ice cream with that?”  Uncle Arthur asked pulling me out of my discombobulated thoughts.  

Discombobulated?  Really?  My brain must be more befuddled then I thought.  I need to lucid things up.  Befuddled?  Lucid?

I’m sorry when my brain is cloudy the big vocabulary comes out.  I don’t understand it.  All our brains have strange quirks.  This is one of my many.  Just like rambling.  When I start I can’t seem to stop.  Its really bad too.  I can ramble about anything.  I could probably go off on a tirade about vocabulary words right.  Did I tell you this already?  I think I may have back when-