All Grown Up

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around in my head was making me dizzy.
    When Chloe first spoke up and took the whole situation upon herself, relief washed over me. However, what I wasn’t expecting was Leo’s face. He didn’t just look angry about it, he looked hurt. I had shrugged it off as him being his overly protective brother style but, as he went on and I watched his face closely, it occurred that it was something else. He seemed to be almost spiteful of Oliver and Chloe. Something is going on with my big brother.
    Then there is Alicia. Who the hell is Alicia? Oliver and I spoke all the time and he had never mentioned anyone. Was she his girlfriend? I mean, he could have at least told me about her. She is obviously important enough to bring up in outraged conversation, so she must be someone worth talking about. Ugh! I just don’t know what to think.
    I finally lay down on the bed. Glancing at the clock on my side table, I realized that it was three in the morning. That was the last thing that I remembered.
     
    Chloe
    I rolled over and stretched out , hearing Mina’s deep breathing next to me. I looked over to the clock, it was almost noon. I headed to the bathroom quietly, changed into my running gear and went downstairs.
    Walking to the front door , I heard a loud noise in the kitchen. I rushed over and saw a pitcher and orange juice at Leo’s feet. I tried not, I attempted to hold it in, but this was just too funny. I busted out into loud roars of laughter. His head snapped up to me and I covered my mouth, trying to stifle it.
    "I guess it is kind of funny" He chuckled and ran his hand through that glorious sex hair that he always has.
    "More than ‘kind of’," I laughed. "Are you okay?" He nodded. "Do you need any help?"
    "No . Thanks, though."
    " Alrighty then," I turned to leave.
    "Chloe?" I twirled back around. "Umm…I’m sorry for freaking out on you last night. It’s just that…"
    "Don’t worry about it, I get it. It’s the brotherly instinct ," I shrugged "but you have to remember that I am not your sister and that I am almost eighteen. Oh, and by the way, if you hadn’t noticed, so is your sister." I winked, giggled and started back towards the door.
    "Are you leaving?" I spun around again and I couldn’t read the expression on his face.
    "No, just going to run. I try to do it at least every other day."
    "Do you want some company?"
    "Umm...sure. I guess."
    "If you don’t then it’s fine. I understand." He was now throwing the pitcher in the sink and putting towels down to soak up the juice.
    "It’s not that. I just typically run alone and I have my IPod on, so I’m not great company for conversation or anything." I didn’t want to hurt his feelings but it would be a little strange to run with anyone. Especially with him, especially after last night.
    "I don’t mind. I’ll grab mine as well." He smiled at me and threw the orange juice soaked towels in the sink. "I’ll be right back, if you don’t mind?"
    "Umm...sure." I wasn’t really sure. I figured that, after last night, I wouldn’t be someone he was trying to ‘hang’ with. If this is some brotherly bonding moment where he is going to lecture me about older guys, aka Oliver, then he was going to be surprised when I tripped his ass while he ran.
    Five long minutes later he appeared at the front door in shorts, a t-shirt and running shoes. "Ready?" I asked him. He nodded. "Good, cause you take longer than a girl to get ready," I teased and walked out the door.
    We started off slow until we figured out each other’s pace and then it picked up. Nothing was spoken as we both had our IPods on. We just ran, side by side. On the return to the house Leo decided to pick up his pace. I picked up mine. Then he picked up his again. I knew what he was doing and, when I saw the smirk on his face, I started sprinting. Before he could catch on, I had put a good ten feet between us. I was about three sprints from the Mackey’s yard when I felt him gaining on me, I glanced

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