"Yo Manning."

"Yo Sam."

Craig replied looking into the review mirror back at Sam.

"You're lame."

"You smell."

I was use to this. They could go on for hours. Craig really liked Sam, he told me that he could tell she was a true friend that would stick around, and that those don't come around a lot. Craig had grown to love Sam as if she was his own, and Sam really liked talking to Craig, since her parents weren't the best people to tell your problems to. I interrupted right when Craig was going to say something back, "Hey Craig?" "What? You wanna join in to?" He laughed keeping his eyes on the road. "Not at all. Sam and I were assigned a project today by-""The hag." Sam finished. Craig stopped at the light and shook his head, "She's a really good teacher Sammie." Sam rolled her eyes, whenever Craig called her Sammie; it was always translation for something. This one meant 'you better not slack off in her class of I will find a way to ground you.' Sam rolled her eyes folding her arms. I continued, "Well we have to write a paper and do a documentary on something that inspires us to believe in love and why and….I choose you." Sam and Craig both became alert. They gave me even weirder stares then they did when I told them fries and gravy should be banned. I was appalled when I realized Sam had taken Craig's side. He's such a freak. But I love him all the same.

"Why me?"

"Why not you?"

"Because he hasn't had a real girlfriend since...forever."

Craig pulls off as the light turns green. Sam leans forward between the two seats to get a better view of Craig and me. If this is a staring contest, I'm taking home the gold.

"Yeah I have!"

Craig protested, stuttering a bit. I laugh putting my head in my hands; I'll let Sam take this one.

"I HOPE you are NOT talking about Brittany. She was as fake as Beyonce's weave and she's a little tramp."

Craig muffles a laugh but then looks stern again or at least tries to,

"Hey watch your language Sammie."

"Whatever, she was dumb."

She folds her arms again and sits back in her seat.

"Well anyways, back to the project, Craig c'mon! You're use to cameras anyway!"

"Yeah I heard about your little sex tape with Manuela Santos-Hogart."

Craig pulls the car to an immediate stop in front of our house. I grab my chest thinking I'm going through the window shield. Yet, I feel disturbed when I hear Sam Laugh. Craig looks back at her, his mouth opened.

"Chill out Craigy, I was kidding. I like Manny, she's good peoples, and those were some fire cupcakes she made for Christmas last year by the way." Sam winks at Craig, giving him her best innocent smile. She's my best friend by the way.

Craig lets out a heavy sigh.

"You are something else, I swear."

He shakes his head as me and Sam start to get out of the car.

"So….will you do it?"

Craig hesitates and Sam looks at me anxiously.

"Okay I'll do it."

I grin widely wrapping my arms around his neck and giving him a big kiss on the cheek.

"I love you!"

"I love you too Ang. I'll be back."

"Where you goin'?" Sam asked retrieving her backpack.

"Back to the studio, I should be back in an hour or so. Be good ladies."

We give Craig the nod that we will behave. He puts his black shades back on and drives off.

That's my brother, the rock star.