Fyre and Flame

I put my arm around her again, leaning my head on hers. I closed my eyes. "So this is okay, but a kiss on the cheek isn't?"

((Hmm... Alexandrabod?))

"Alright, I have schedules and maps, does anyone need one? And remember, the mountains are east, so don't get confused," I said, pulling out a map of Salt Lake City.

"Yes, I am fine with hugs and holding hands in front of others." I didn't even know why, I just wasn't quite comfortable with kisses, even on the cheek, in front of others. I felt a hand tug on my hair. My head whipped around. I'd forgotten about my little brothers. The twins, Ashton and Blaike where standing in the doorway, holding onto my phone and my... basketball trophy! I jumped up from my seat and chased after them. "Give those back!"

((Yas.))

"Um Jessie there are mountains in all directions."

((Or Lexike... that's shorter..)) I laughed, standing. "Hey, Blaike, pass!" He tossed me the trophy, and I caught it. "What was that game we used to play, as kids, where there's someone in the middle trying to catch somehting the others are tossing over their head?"

((Oi, I keep spelling something as somehting.))

"Monkey in the middle!" I yelled running over to join the game.

((Staci, because of you, every ship reminds me of Alimus!))

"Oh. My brother told me that, but I thought... Yeah..." I put the map away. My older brother, Richard always loved proving me wrong.

"Ike, if you throw that I swear I will make you regret it!" I cried. "Don't you dare!"

"Lexi's the monkey!" I passed the trophy to Mar.

Please don't throw it to me! I silently begged.

((Richard! I love people named Richard! Especially when they're hispanic!))

I let out a girly cry. "If you break that I will kill you!" I shouted. It wen't over my head, much too far above me for me to catch it. "Ike! Stop! Blaike! Mar! Guys!"

I caught it and immediately passed it to Ashton.

((Hahaha! I know the only sports she isn't good at: Volleyball and monkey in the middle))

"Sorry!" I cried, feeling guilty I couldn't help, even though I wanted to.

I lunged at Ashton. "Give it to me! You're gonna scratch it!" I cried, but he quickly passed it back to Ike. "Ike! I swear, I won't even let you hold my hand! Give it to me!"

"Ike over here!"

Ashton surprisingly caught the trophy, chucking it towards me. It went way over my head and I rean down the stree, leaping and catching it, landing on my bakc and laughing hysterically. "Huoy, this is fun!"

((Gah! *ran *street.))

"Wrestle it out of his arms," I muttered.

((*back))

I let out another girly shriek. I ran towards Ike. Since he was now on the ground I took the chance to take it back and ripped it from his hands. I didn't bother to see if he was okay. If he was laughing, he was fine.