(Casey)

He shut his front door behind him. He collapsed onto the couch face first. 

He kissed him. He actually kissed him. 

He screamed silently into the pillows. 

"How'd go?" His sister asked scaring the shit out of him. 

"How do you think it went?" he asked lifting his head out of the cushions.

"From your blush and guessing, I think he kissed you," Jamie said picking an apple out of the fruit bowl.

Casey gaped at her. 

"How did you guess that?" He sat up. 

"Younger sister magic." She said with her mouth full. 

"Yeah sure." Casey groaned. 

"Why are you so.......grumpy?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"I barely know the guy! and he kissed me!" He shouted. 

"Jeez, keep it down, and didn't you have a crush on him?" 

"Yeah, but I didn't expect things to move along that fast!" 

"Seriously be quiet!" 

"Sorry sorry, but.........I......." He trailed off. 

"You kissed him first didn't you." She said, giving him a 'so you're mad about this because?' look. 

"Yes......but it was only on the forehead!" He waved his arms in the air. 

. "That's no excuse, you better man up and at least talk to him."  

He groaned, falling backwards into the pillows. 

"Come on, you have toooooo." Jamie plopped down on the couch beside Casey. 

"Noooooo, he's gonna hate me." He said. 

"No he isn't, he kissed you back so its only fair." She crossed her arms like she stated the obvious. 

"Okay, fine." He lifted his head.

She stuck out her hand to shake his. 

"Deal." they said at the same time.