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Danielle groaned as Seth Rogen moved his lips down her bare stomach. She clutched the bed railing and tried to stretch her legs out as much as she could. This week had been her own personal hell. Kale had made good on his promise of torturing her. It was the first week of summer vacation. She was going to be a Sophomore in two months. This should be the best time of her life. But her brother was currently making her life miserable. Go figure.

A sharp pain dug into her right hip. "Ow! What the hell?!"

Seth pushed himself up on both sides of her. "What?"

Danielle moves out from under him and sits up. "You elbowed me again. Are you trying to scar me for life or what?"

He sighs, leaning back against the head board. "I told you my bed's too small. Why can't we just go to your place like we usually do?"

She reaches over him and grabs the glass of water on the night stand. "One word. Starts with a K. Didn't we talk about this when I got here?"

Seth stands up and gives her an annoyed look, pulling on his jeans. He shoves the fabric sticking out of his jeans back in the pockets and crosses the room. Danielle always had some excuse for everything when it came to their relationship. If you could even call it that. They definately didn't go out on dates as a couple or hold hands or anything like that. And that was fine with him. He'd never had a serious girlfriend anyway. But this was starting be more than sex for him. He was really starting to like her.

He mumbles angerly under his breath and starts rummaging through dirty clothes on the floor for a clean shirt. He hadn't done laundry in over a week. Danielle looks over at him, sensing something was wrong. Why did he look so irritated? "What's wrong with you?" she asks, leaning over the bed and pulling on her shirt.

"I can't find my shirt. That's what's wrong. Everything else is perfect, according to you anyway." Seth answers without looking at her.

Danielle stands up and puts a hand on her hip. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Seth whips around and is about to speak but stops. She only had underwear and a shirt on. His eyes went from her face to the lower region. Danielle clears her throat. "I'm up here, horndog."

He stares at her for a second and suddenly everything he wanted to say had left his head. He'd been practicing this speech in his head for days now. He couldn't tell her. The timing wasn't right. Maybe it would never be, but this definately was not it. He glances down at the floor. There was his shirt right below him. He pulls it on over his head. "Found it."

Danielle looks at him strangely. He looked like he wanted to say something important before. She didn't want to push it so she just smiled at him, and stayed silent.

"Hey, did you want to come over for dinner? We have leftovers from last night." she asks him, pulling on her jacket.

He nods, scratching his head. "Sounds enticing enough. Why not."

"Cool." says Danielle, heading out the bedroom door. Seth curses himself. He was such a pussy.

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Kale woke up in his chair to the television from downstairs. He stood up and peered out the window. Someone was moving in nextdoor. Great, more annoying little kids he'd have to deal with day in and day out. It seemed like the only new families the neighborhood got anymore were ones with small children.

He heads down the stairs and is about to turn to corner towards the ktichen, but stops when he see's Danielle and Seth sitting on the couch watching MTV in the living room. He had his arm around her shoulder. Something about this didn't seem right. Kale knew they'd been friends for years. He'd been in an out of their house ever since he could remember. But he'd never seen them sitting so close to one another and looking so casual about it. Unless they were play fighting or something. But they were just sitting there.

It wasn't that it bothered him. It didn't. Seth was the only guy that Danielle hung around with, and her only friend in general, that he actually liked. Sure, he gave him a hard time. He was a geeky kid. It was easy, but he liked him enough. As long as she wasn't within reaching distance of the Morrison kid, who Kale loathed because of his complete conformity and the fact that he was always looking at his sister in that way, he was fine. She seemed to forget that even though they hung around with different crowds, they did go to the same school. Kale had eyes that fuctioned properly.

He leans in the doorframe and clears his throat, making his presence known. Seth quickly removed his arm and Danielle scooted about two feet down the couch. Oh yeah. Kale thought. Something was definately going on. "How long have you guys been here?"

Seth was avoiding eye contact with Kale and looked like he was about to wet his pants. He knew. He definately knew. Danielle seemed calm as she snatched the remote from Seth and changed the channel. The last thing she wanted to see was Ashlee Simpson getting Punk'd. "About an hour. Did we wake you up?"

Kale pushes back the curtains and looks outside. "No. They did. Someone's moving in." He opens the door the get a better look and stares ahead in a daze. A beautiful blonde girl leaned over and picked up three bags of clothing. He couldn't stop staring. She was one of the prettiest girls he'd ever seen.

"Hello?" Danielle says. Kale snaps out of it, turning his head inside. "What?"

She points. "Doorbell. You're the closest."

"Yeah, okay." He sticks his head back out just in time to see the girl walking back up the steps. The doorbell rang again. Seth stands up. "I can get it."

"No, I'll get it." Kale's head connects with the door when he tries to come back inside. Danielle chuckles, taking a bite out of her popsicle. "What is wrong with you right now?"

Seth is already halfway to the front door when Kale walks briskly past him. "I'll get it."

Kale opens the door and a plastic bag set on fire is sitting on the front porch. "Shit!" he yells, trying to put it out with his feet. Seth rushes outside to help and starts stomping on the bag with his shoes. He realized what the bag contained when the odor from Kale's socks started to wreak. He covers his nose. "Is that?"

Kale makes a face, looking down at his sock angerly. "What does it smell like to you? Yeah, it's that."

A lump formed in Seth's throat as he stepped back from Kale slightly. He would never admit it, but Danielle's brother had always scared the crap out of him. He still couldn't tell if he'd seen him with his arm around Danielle on the couch or not. He's taken out of his thoughts when Kale takes off running across the lawn. "Not before I shove my foot and this shit back up your asses!" he heard him yell at two kids riding away on bikes. They must have put the bag on the porch.

Danielle tugged at the back of Seth's shirt. "Kale, stop! What are you doing?! Shit. Seth, you have to go after him. If he's a hundred feet from the monitor in the kitchen the ankle bracelet goes off, and the cops show up." Seth doesn't even let this information register before he starts running after him. Despite what many people thought, Seth was pretty fast. It didn't take long before he was alongside Kale running after the bikes in the street.

He stops when Kale does, and is panting for breath. He was fast, yes, but his lungs never lasted long. Athletics weren't his strong suit. The red light on the bracelet starts beeping and Kale starts running back to the house, mumbling obscenities under his breath. Seth follows him, hoping that he made it in time. He watches him on the edge of the driveway and notices the new neighbors looking on like he was some kind of a nut. They weren't that far off base as far as Seth was concerned. "Hey, you okay?" asks the man.

Kale kicks the grass and shouts, "Yes, I'm free! Yes! Green means free. Yes! Bad ass! Little bastards."

Seth turns back to neighbors, giving them a reassuring wave. "He's fine-- he's free. It turned. He made it to green in time.." They are non-responsive and quickly go back to moving boxes. He mumbles to no one inparticular, "And that made no sense whatsoever. Wonderful.. just wonderful."

Danielle walks down the steps towards her brother. "You're a moron, you know that? What did you think they were going to stop and apologize for putting shit on our doorstep?"

"Damn straight. I would have made the little brats apologize." Kale answers. His face goes pale when a police car pulls up in the driveway.

Before anyone even gets out of the car, Kale is pleading his case to Officer Gutierrez. "He's telling the truth, we were both here. He wasn't trying to go anywhere. Someone put a bag on our porch. It was on fire." Danielle tries to explain, as she and Seth move next to Kale, who has his hands up in surrender.

The Officer doesn't look like he cares as he strides across the lawn towards them. "Get down on the ground now, and put your hands behind your head."

Seth grabs Danielle's hand when she tries to intervene. "Wait, seriously-- he's telling the truth. He wasn't trying to leave. He was just trying to stop these two kids. They're on bikes. They couldn't have gone far. Arrest them. He didn't do anything."

The Officer motions for them to step back. "I'm going to have to ask both of you to step back. This is a police matter."

Seth couldn't believe this was happening. He didn't even care this it was a mistake. "This is absolutely ridiculous. Officer--"

But it was still no use. Before they knew it, Kale's hands were behind his back and Officer Gutierrez was putting on the handcuffs.

Seth shakes his head, "I don't think the handcuffs are neccesary."

The Officer shoots him a look. "If I wanted your opinion, I would have asked for it."

Danielle puts her hand on her forehead, getting more upset by the second. She'd never seen anyone get arrested before. Let alone her own brother. "Kale." she says, barely above a whisper. He buries his face in the grass, facing away from them. "I'm okay, Dani. Everything's cool. Go in the house with Rogen."

Seth pulls her back. "He's right. It's just a misunderstanding. They'll straighten it out."

Danielle shakes her head. "No, everything is not cool! He didn't do anything." she directs to the Officer.

Seth pulls her towards the house and they go back inside.

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