"JESSE!?" I screamed at my 17 year old sister, Laura.


She smiled and bit her lip. "Yeeeeah? What about him?"


"You're going OUT with him!?" I screamed.


"What's wrong with that?" she asked.


"First of all! He's one of our brother's best friends! And second! He's 2 years younger than you!" I said.

"Age ain't nothin but a number!" she laughed.


I smiled. "Ugh..Lauraaaaaaa!"


"Staceyyyyyyy!"


I shook my head. "Jesse.." I said, and laughed.


"Well, you like one of the guys too!"


"FUCK YOU!" I screamed. "SINCE WHEN!?"


"I know you, Stacey. You're my sister. I know these things."


"I DON'T LIKE ANY OF FRANKIE'S STUPID FRIENDS!"


"Stacey, don't lie to me. Seriously, it shows."


"No, it DOESN'T, because there's nothing TO show!"


The only thing Laura did was laugh.


"Oh, my God! This is soo unfair! Who the hell would I like in that group anyway?" I asked.


Laura raised her eyebrows.


"Who!?" I asked.


"Hmm..maybe..little Matty Ballinger?"


Just as Laura said that, Matt walked in.


"What about me?" he asked.


My eyes widened. "Um...IIIIII...gotta go," I said quickly, and left.


Matt stayed with Laura in the room.


"Why did you say my name?" He asked her.