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and smiled. “We know. That’s why Carson is making the glasses.”
JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS
Maryah
After an all day tour of Sedona, and lots of Faith singing, we pulled into the Lunas’ driveway. That’s when I saw it: a white Mustang.
She did it. Faith’s scary sister convinced the Lunas to give Carson his car months before his birthday. He wasn’t even sixteen yet! It’s not like he’d be able to drive it. How could Harmony talk Anthony and Louise into breaking their family tradition?
Maybe they feared Evil Twin as much as I did.
As we entered the house, Carson’s voice echoed through the foyer. He was discussing nitrous and racing stripes, but the conversation halted when we entered the kitchen. I tried to stay behind Krista, using her as a shield from Carson’s dirty looks.
“See my new ride?” Carson asked, grinning smugly.
Faith fist bumped him. “Very swank. Congrats.” She punched a blonde boy’s shoulder when he was in mid-sip of his drink. Soda spilled down the front of him and onto the kitchen counter. “This is my little brother, Dakota.”
“Seriously? I just cleaned this shirt!” Dakota rubbed his arm where Faith hit him. “Hi, Maryah. Hi, Krista.”
Krista spoke for both of us. “Nice to meet you.”
Dakota was shorter and smaller than Carson. His scabbed elbows and wrist brace made him look breakable and corruptible. Carson would probably turn him against me—if he hadn’t already.
“Shiloh will be in in a sec,” Faith said after glancing at her phone. As if Krista and I knew who Shiloh was. She poured herself a drink. “We’re going to hang out here and watch a movie. You boys want to join us?”
Carson flipped through the pages of a car magazine. “Sure. What are you guys watching?”
Wow. Carson agreed to an activity that involved my company? Guess the excitement of getting a car curbed his bad attitude toward me. I didn’t want to hang out with Carson, but I also didn’t want to look like an anti-social brat by hiding out in my room all night.
“No chick flicks,” Dakota moaned.
“I second that!” A guy with braids and caramel skin came through the kitchen door. “Hey, Maryah, I’m Shiloh. Faith’s other half. It’s awesome to see you.”
“Thanks. You, too.” I’d learned from meeting so many people in the last twenty-four hours that people in Arizona didn’t say it was nice to meet you, they said it was nice to see you. No use fighting their system.
His smile gleamed. “Hello, Krista.”
“Love your bandana,” she said.
“Much thanks. One of my dance students gave it to me as a gift.” He wasn’t much taller than Faith, but he looked pretty buff under his baggy black t-shirt and white basketball shorts. His day-glo sneakers coordinated with Faith’s hair and bright outfit.
“You’re a dancer?” I asked.
“Shiloh’s parents own a studio,” Faith explained. “His mom is from Jamaica and his dad is from Asia. They do everything from Salsa to African. It’s where my Jamasian gets his talent from. They’re the coolest people in the world—well, besides us.” She playfully elbowed me. She obviously had no idea how uncool I was.
Shiloh demonstrated a fancy foot-work spin, then dipped Faith and kissed her.
I smiled at how cute and in-sync they were. “How long have you two been together?”
Faith giggled. “A looong time.”
“What flick are we watching?” Shiloh asked.
Carson glared at me through his parted curtain of bangs and stepped way too close to me—way too quickly. “Have you seen Jumper? ”
I stumbled backward but the kitchen wall stopped me. “ Jumper? ”
“About the guy who can teleport.”
“Never heard of it.” I made tentative eye contact with him. His words sounded neutral, but his expression was intense.
“ Jumper it is!” Faith announced. “I’ll start the popcorn.” She danced over to the kitchen pantry.
“Should we see if Harmony wants to join us?” Krista asked.
Great.
JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS
Maryah
After an all day tour of Sedona, and lots of Faith singing, we pulled into the Lunas’ driveway. That’s when I saw it: a white Mustang.
She did it. Faith’s scary sister convinced the Lunas to give Carson his car months before his birthday. He wasn’t even sixteen yet! It’s not like he’d be able to drive it. How could Harmony talk Anthony and Louise into breaking their family tradition?
Maybe they feared Evil Twin as much as I did.
As we entered the house, Carson’s voice echoed through the foyer. He was discussing nitrous and racing stripes, but the conversation halted when we entered the kitchen. I tried to stay behind Krista, using her as a shield from Carson’s dirty looks.
“See my new ride?” Carson asked, grinning smugly.
Faith fist bumped him. “Very swank. Congrats.” She punched a blonde boy’s shoulder when he was in mid-sip of his drink. Soda spilled down the front of him and onto the kitchen counter. “This is my little brother, Dakota.”
“Seriously? I just cleaned this shirt!” Dakota rubbed his arm where Faith hit him. “Hi, Maryah. Hi, Krista.”
Krista spoke for both of us. “Nice to meet you.”
Dakota was shorter and smaller than Carson. His scabbed elbows and wrist brace made him look breakable and corruptible. Carson would probably turn him against me—if he hadn’t already.
“Shiloh will be in in a sec,” Faith said after glancing at her phone. As if Krista and I knew who Shiloh was. She poured herself a drink. “We’re going to hang out here and watch a movie. You boys want to join us?”
Carson flipped through the pages of a car magazine. “Sure. What are you guys watching?”
Wow. Carson agreed to an activity that involved my company? Guess the excitement of getting a car curbed his bad attitude toward me. I didn’t want to hang out with Carson, but I also didn’t want to look like an anti-social brat by hiding out in my room all night.
“No chick flicks,” Dakota moaned.
“I second that!” A guy with braids and caramel skin came through the kitchen door. “Hey, Maryah, I’m Shiloh. Faith’s other half. It’s awesome to see you.”
“Thanks. You, too.” I’d learned from meeting so many people in the last twenty-four hours that people in Arizona didn’t say it was nice to meet you, they said it was nice to see you. No use fighting their system.
His smile gleamed. “Hello, Krista.”
“Love your bandana,” she said.
“Much thanks. One of my dance students gave it to me as a gift.” He wasn’t much taller than Faith, but he looked pretty buff under his baggy black t-shirt and white basketball shorts. His day-glo sneakers coordinated with Faith’s hair and bright outfit.
“You’re a dancer?” I asked.
“Shiloh’s parents own a studio,” Faith explained. “His mom is from Jamaica and his dad is from Asia. They do everything from Salsa to African. It’s where my Jamasian gets his talent from. They’re the coolest people in the world—well, besides us.” She playfully elbowed me. She obviously had no idea how uncool I was.
Shiloh demonstrated a fancy foot-work spin, then dipped Faith and kissed her.
I smiled at how cute and in-sync they were. “How long have you two been together?”
Faith giggled. “A looong time.”
“What flick are we watching?” Shiloh asked.
Carson glared at me through his parted curtain of bangs and stepped way too close to me—way too quickly. “Have you seen Jumper? ”
I stumbled backward but the kitchen wall stopped me. “ Jumper? ”
“About the guy who can teleport.”
“Never heard of it.” I made tentative eye contact with him. His words sounded neutral, but his expression was intense.
“ Jumper it is!” Faith announced. “I’ll start the popcorn.” She danced over to the kitchen pantry.
“Should we see if Harmony wants to join us?” Krista asked.
Great.
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