Free On the Edge by V.E. Avance

to my room to finish getting ready.  Chris Tamblay and Tommy are supposed to be here by six o’clock.  I grab two yogurts and two bottles of water.  We eat our snack and chit chat about mindless things until my brother walks in.  “Hey, you two clean up nicely,” he says with a smile on his face.
                  Katherine puts her half eaten yogurt on the counter, grabs her water and heads to my bedroom.  I swear, she is overly dramatic sometimes and for no good reason. 
                  “What’s wrong with her?” Michael asks truly looking a bit concerned.
                  “I don’t know.  Maybe she’s embarrassed that you saw her without her make-up?” I take a guess.  I never really know what’s going on inside Katherine’s head.
                  “I don’t know what’s up with that girl, Abby.  She’s very gorgeous even without make-up on,” Mike says as he takes a bite out of Katherine’s yogurt cup and scrunches up his face.  Mike doesn’t like yogurt so I’m surprised he even took a bite.
                  “You’re not telling me anything I don’t already know, Mike.”
                  “Well, I can’t wait to see you both once you’re finished getting ready.”
                  “Thanks,” I say, as I throw the yogurt cups away and grab my water.
                  “Sis, may I ask you a question?”
                  “Well, that was a question right there, but sure, ask away.”
                  “Ha ha, funny.  How would you feel if I asked Katherine out?”
                  I about fall over; not in a million years did I expect to hear my brother ask me that.  I have never pictured my brother and best friend as a couple.  These two are polar opposites.  “Umm, well, I’m not her keeper, but I do know that she has a crush on you and has for some time.”
                  “So, if I asked her out, you wouldn’t be upset?”
                  “Absolutely not!  If you like her and she likes you, then you two should be together.  However, I don’t want to be stuck in the middle of your squabbles.  Every couple has issues and I don’t want to be drug into the middle of that or, God forbid, forced to choose between my brother or my best friend if your relationship ends,” I say as firmly as I can.  I love both of them and don’t want to lose either one because they can’t make a romantic relationship work.
                  “Thank you, Abigail.  I love you!  I promise that I will not make you choose between us.  I wouldn’t ever do that to my little sister.”
                  “I love you too, Mike,” I respond as I make my way out of the kitchen.
                  My head is spinning with the question Michael asked.  I did not see that one coming.  I knew that Katherine had a crush on him but I didn’t think that the feelings were mutual.  Wow, that’s all I can think about as I walk in my room.  I look over at Katherine.  She’s sitting in front of my mirror, her make-up kit open, staring at herself.  I know, without asking, that she’s deciding on what make-up products to use.  I sit on my bed and wait for her to finish her make-up.  She’s supposed to do mine because, according to her, I’m hopeless when it comes to make-up. 
                  “Ok, I think I’ve figured out what I’m going to do,” she says to herself.  In all honesty, she decided quickly.  I was expecting her to take her sweet time and cause us to be “fashionably” late.
                  She begins to apply her foundation and bronzer while I flip through my iPod looking for a good song.  I settle on “Flightless Bird, American Mouth” by Iron & Wine.  I love this song.  Bella and Edward from Twilight danced so gracefully to this at their prom.  Oh, to have a