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"Wake up, wake up!" Kyle said while opening the window's curtains. "The sun is shining out there!"
"Could you please shut the fuck up?", Ali groaned into the pillow.
"Nope, I can not! C'mon, don't be grumpy, mum made breakfast for us!"
"Wait, what time is it?"
"Seven-thirty..."
"In the morning?"
"Yep, silly, of course!"
"Ok", she finally faced her brother holding her weight on her elbows, "let me get this straight, you woke me up at 7 on Thanksgiving day?"
"It surely looks like it..."
"You are fucking mental, I want to sleep."
Kyle watched as his little sister turned once again and hid her face under the pillow trying to fall asleep; he sat on the other half of the king size bed waiting for her to say something, he knew that once up Ali had never been able to go back to sleep.
"I feel observed" she mumbled
"Damn, you're making me sound like a creepy!... Don't mind me at all."
"Go. Away."
"See, mom sent me here to wake you..."
"I don't care"
"...because she has been making pancakes..."
"I don't care"
"...since they are your favorites..."
"I. Do. Not. Care." Kyle smirked knowing this was the perfect opportunity to drop the bomb he had been waiting all week to tell.
"Ashlyn is coming over tonight..."
"I DON'T C-WHAT?", in a matter of seconds she was completely up. Her movement was so sudden and unexpected that Kyle had to hold himself steady to not fall out.
"I said that breakfast is ready and mom is waiting for us...", he said getting up and heading out of the room.
"KYLE! What did you say?"
Her brother however had already left her room and she heard him talking with her mother so she understood that she had to get up and sit at the kitchen table if she wanted her brother to talk.
"Happy thanksgiving!" she genuinely cheered as she entered the kitchen and the smell of pancakes hit her waking up her senses, Ali then proceeded to hug her mother and greet her stepfather with a kiss on the cheek.
"Mom, don't give her anything. She said she doesn't care about your breakfast...", Kyle said to his mother trying to piss off his sister.
"I was sleeping, it doesn't count!", the brunette defended herself.
"I know, Alex", Deb said to her youngest children, "he's just messing with you."
"Mum, she actually said-"
"Kyle, drop it" she winked at Kyle being aware of the news that would give him a lot of material to joke about.
"You know", Michael, Deb's husband chimed in," the first time we had breakfast together you argued about the same things you do now." He lightly laughed while folding his newspaper, "It's been 15 years...".
"Some things never change." Deb said as she joined her family at the table.
It was while Ali was eating her pancakes and everyone was quietly chewing that she couldn't control herself, she had to ask.
"Kyle", she spoke feigning nonchalance, "I couldn't quite catch who you said is coming to visit..."
"Ashlyn", he bluntly said eyeing her sister to catch any weird reaction.
"Ashlyn who?" she mumbled not daring to look any of her relatives.
"Harris, my best friend from high school. You remember her?"
Ali choke on the piece of pancake she was eating rushing to get some water indirectly answering his question.
"Thought so" he said.
"Kyle", Deb indifferently remarked, “of course she remember her. Our Alex has had the longest crush on Ashlyn."
Ali turned red immediately and Kyle busted out laughing having to actually control himself because his cheeks were aching from laughing to hard.
"This is even better than I thought" he said between his chuckles.
"I didn't have a crush on her!" Ali lied in hope of saving her last straw of decency.
"So I am imagining all the times I caught you spying on Kyle and Ashlyn as they were doing their homework..."
"God please stop", Ali begged.
"Or the time we brought you to the dentist and when you woke from you anesthesia you started rumbling about how hot", he quoted with his fingers, "she was." Micheal reminisced.
"Lord please have mercy!", she was now hitting repeatedly her head on the table.
"Oooooor", Kyle interrupted, "we could use as proof the time when Ashlyn was dating your best friend, Emma, and you refused to talk to her for a month..."
"Are you done embarrassing me?"
"Yep, I think we are sweety. I'm sorry..." her mother said.
"It's ok", Ali sheepishly admitted, "was I really that obvious?"
"No", Deb and Michael said trying to console and then the married couple moved to the couch to watch the national news.
"Fuck yes, I'm surprised she didn't figure it out then", the boy cussed as soon as his parents left the room.
"Kyle, wow, you really are good at help me."
"I'm sorry, but the truth hurts".
"Well, then sometimes you should lie." "Anyway, when and why is she coming here?"
"Tonight."
"Wha-why?"
"You know Mom and her mom have always been good friend so when we met them at Target last month we invited them to dinner and since you finally came home after seven years tonight seemed the perfect opportunity to have a reunion."
"And you didn't think it would be a good idea to tell me with a bit of warning?"
"Why?! You don't think you'll be able to control yourself for a night?", he teased.
"Of course I can, you idiot. Plus, it's been seven years, I'm totally over her."
"Totally", Kyle mocked, "but you do admit you had a crush though?!"
"Fuck you", he said before getting up and trashing the leftovers in her plate.
"Go get ready sis', we're going shopping!" he cheered.
"I thought mum had already bought all the groceries yesterday..."
"Not groceries, you have to buy yourself a nice dress!"
"I have dresses", she stated.
"Yeah, no. Tonight you have to dress to impress!"
"I don't want to impress anyone!", Ali lied.
"Yes, you do! You have to show that bitch what she's missing out!"
"That bitch?" She laughed at her brother choice of words.
"She's been my best friend since we were 15. I've earned the right to call her whatever name I want..."
"You know," the younger sibling pretended to be hurt, "I'm afraid to know what names you use to refer to me."
"Slut", he laughed, "that's mostly it."
Ali applied a little bit of makeup, she didn't really want to overdue, perfectly curled her long brown hair and finally put on the dress. It fitted perfectly and hugged her body in all the right places. She looked at herself in the big bathroom's mirror, she looked hot but the dress was way too short for her confidence. She felt too exposed, he thighs were mostly naked and the strapless dress made her feel to self conscious.
If she could she would go back to the store and return the dress Kyle had so strongly insisted in taking but it was almost 9 and their guests were probably on their way.
"Honey, you look beautiful", Deb complimented her daughter when she finally exited her room to stop her inner debate about the dress.
"Thanks" she shyly responded.
Kyle whistled when she saw her making her blush, "See, I was right. This dress is perfect."
The door bell startled them and Deb decided to be the one to welcome their guests first.
In the living room, where the table had been already set, Ali was starting to hyperventilating and when she heard a much familiar voice she didn't realize she had been missing in all these years until now, she began to actually panic. However her brother mouthing to calm down brought them back to earth and she smiled to him as a sign that she was ok.
Ashlyn entered the room before Deb did, a clear sign that she was in a really familiar house. She went directly to Kyle hugging him as if they hadn't seen each other in a few years while Ali already knew that at most it had been a month.
Then the the blonde turned around and looked at her making Ali gulp. Ashlyn's mouth was slightly open which took Ali by surprise but it was when she started moving towards her that she felt like a haunted prey without a way to escape. Ali told herself that it wasn't possible, that she was just imagining things because the blonde couldn't really be interested in her.
"Good to see you" the blonde simply said before scooping the smaller brunette in her arms.
"Good to see you too" she replied a little disappointed because maybe she was expecting something more after seven years than a mere "Good to see you", on the bright side, she thought, at least the former popular girl of the High School was acknowledging her presence which not always happened back then.
When she was released she finally looked at the girl standing in front of her, she wasn't wearing anything fancy as her attire but of course she wasn't expecting her to wear a dress. Ashlyn Harris doesn't wear dresses, she never did. Instead she was wearing jeans and an acid washed button up and a bow tie. God, she hated that acid washed color but she couldn't deny that Ashlyn was looking damn fine anyway.
After she greeted Ashlyn's mom and step dad and they complimented her on how beautiful she looked they finally sat around the table. Ali was, of course, sitting near the blonde.
"You know", Ashlyn leaned over and whispered into her hear when everyone seemed to be too deep in conversation, "if only I knew that the shy little girl from high school was going to became this hot I'd never have dated her best friend."
Ali spat the water she was drinking right back in the glass.