“I’m going to see what Glen and Aiden them are up too.  You go find your girl.”  The younger brunette said standing.  

“She’s not my girl.”  I said to Kyla.  Not in the sense she meant it anyways.

“Right.”  My sister said sarcastically.  I hate when people do that to me.

“Really.”  I said with as much conviction as I could.  Then I remembered our almost kiss.  The one that I dreamed…

“Ok whats the face?”  Kyla said coming back to me.  She noticed my little moment.  

“Nothing.”  I tried and turned my back so she couldn’t read me.

“Noting nothing or nothing something?”  She questioned in that all to perky voice of hers.  

“Nothing…”  I tried to say, but her face.  She gave me that sisterly face that told me that even if I did lie she’d know.  “Something.”  I finished with my eyes focused on my nails.

“I’m waiting.”  Ky stated not moving from her incredibly close spot next to me.  If I learned anything over the last 16 years is that Kyla has the most patients out of everyone in the Universe.  Along with that patients is nosiness.  Put those two together and you have a rather annoying combination.  

“Its nothing really.  We just… almost kissed.”  I cringed.  “It was a dream though -I think.  I don’t know what it was, last night was bad and it may or may not have happened.  I don’t even think Spencer knew what was going on if it did happen and…”  I started to ramble.

“Shut up!  I get it alright.  Just go to your friend.”  She said shooing me away.

Thats it!  I-  But-  Mmm!

I watched as my sister walked away a irritating smirk plastered on her smug face.  What just happened?

I stood there confused for a few seconds before shaking my head and walking back to Spencer.  My feet carried me there while my head stayed in another world.  I took a seat on the couch.  I was brought out of my daze when I caught sight of her dancing.  

It was an extremely fast beat song but she was so graceful.  Her hips kept up with the music and she didn’t trip over her own feet.  Her torso was straight and her arms were precise and fluid.  Beads of sweat were forming on her forehead but she just continued the song.  I could see the sheer moisture on her skin but it wasn’t gross.  She was beautiful.