I had trouble not breaking down. The tears swam in my eyes, and it took all the self-control I had to keep them from pouring out. Thankfully, my dad came home from work. I ran out of my room to greet him.

"Hi, Dad!" I said as he came in the door.

"Hi, Kaylene. I picked up Khloe from the groomers." he said, and set my dog down. (Khloe is our dog. She's a Bichon.) Khloe growled, and ran into the living room, where Eep and Guy were.

"Oh, dear..." I mumbled, and ran after her. "Khloe!" I ran into the living room, and saw Khloe attacking Eep. (When Khloe attacks, it's not like, "I'm gonna kill you", it's like, "Hello, new person! I'm gonna sniff and lick your face!") Guy was standing on the couch, watching Khloe, and tensing up whenever Khloe glanced his way. I snorted and started to laugh.

"What's so funny?" Guy yelled. "That beast is attacking Eep!" That only made me laugh harder.

"What's going on in here?" my dad came running in. "Kaylene...? Care to explain?" He was clearly confused. It must have looked pretty weird: a twelve year old girl rolling on the floor laughing, a prehistoric boy without a shirt standing on the couch in fear, and a fluffy, white dog attacking a caveman girl with crazy red hair.

It took a few minutes to calm down, but we explained.

"So... they are here somehow, when they live thousands of years ago? How?" I don't blame Dad for being confused.

"We don't know. It's unexplained." I said.

"Well... OK, then. Welcome to our house, and sorry about our dog." Dad said.

"What is that... that thing?" Guy pointed to Khloe, who was now eyeing him.

"That's our pet dog, Khloe." I scooped Khloe up. "She's practically harmless." I put my finger in her mouth. She just tried to spit it back out. "See?" Guy cautiously reached out to pet her, but quickly withdrew when she licked his hand. "That was just a kiss. She likes you."

"What's a 'kiss'?" Guy asked.

"Oh, dear, how do I explain this?" I muttered. "Umm... it's when somebody's lips touch another person's lips or cheek. For an animal, they lick. It means 'I love you'. Make sense?"

"I think so." Guy said. "Can I try it?" I nodded, thinking he would try it on Eep. He tried it on me. I must've been the color of a cherry. No, I was probably so red I wasn't red. I think I was past red. And wasn't just on my cheek, it was, umm, on the lips. Thank goodness my dad left to say hi to my mom and sisters.

I'd never been kissed on the lips before, or by anyone outside my family, so I didn't know how to react. I think I kind of fell back on the couch. (I was so shocked I don't remember much.)

"Hem... hew... blarch... umm..." I stuttered, then cleared my throat. My stomach was full of butterflies. I coughed to try to clear my throat. "Gah..." I couldn't say anything besides "Hem", "hew", and "gah". What kind of a weirdo was I?

Thankfully, Guy noticed how flustered I was. "Sorry." he apologized.

"No, it's OK." I could finally speak. "I- I liked it." My hands started to shake, and I hid them behind my back. "Umm, I'm gonna go now." Man, I was messed up. I was just kissed by a cute guy, and all I can do is sound like a complete dork?

Maybe I should go to bed. I thought.

OK, this one got a little corny. Sorry!