"Paige!" Paige's brother, Luke yelled. Page jumped up and raced up the stairs, Emily followed on her heels
"What?" she asked, sounding worried.
"Can you get me some tea?" he asked.
"You are such a jerk," she laughed, softly pushing his head.
"Did you ask Emily yet?" he asked.
"No, I didn't," Paige said, turning to her girlfriend.
"Ask me what?" she asked, sounding nervous.
"Can you babysit Luke tonight?" Paige asked.
"Of course!" Emily laughed, "where are you?"
The girls left the room laughing and Paige telling Emily about the dinner party her parents were making her go to.
The rest of the day went by slowly, Luke was sick and felt like absolute crap. When Paige left Emily asked Luke if he needed anything, he told her he was good. She went downstairs until he had a coughing attack, she came up with his medicine and made him take it.
"Feel better?" she asked.
"A little," he laughed.
Emily stopped.
"What?" Luke asked.
"Sh!" Emily shot, "Paige?"
"Emily, Paige left."
"Luke, I think someone is in the house."
"What?" Luke asked, pulling the covers up to his eyes.
"Here," Emily whispered, handing Luke her keys, "go out to my car and start it, I'll be right there."
Luke jumped up and followed Emily down her stairs. The stopped at the landing and looked down the hallway. Someone in a black hoodie was looking through Emily's purse. Luke looked across the entryway where the door to the garage stood open.
"Luke! Run!" Emily yelled.
Luke dashed across the hall. The figure in the black hoodie looked up. Without thinking Emily sprinted down the hall and shoved the figure back. It landed on the table and crushed it, making the vase in the center shatter. Emily grabbed her purse and ran into the already started car. She screeched out of the driveway.
