Rules

Jessica

“Can we talk?” Mike asks me, and my heart races inside my chest. What does he want to talk about? My head spins as I think of all the possibilities.

I nod as I look at Julie, “Hey, Julie, can you please set the table? Mike and I need to talk.”

Julie smirks, her eyebrows raising up and down, “No, I will not set the table. We never eat there, Jessica,” she grins at me, “But I will give you two young love birds a moment alone,” she winks.

I know my face is probably ten shades redder as she walks out of the room- Why is my sister this devious? I wasn’t like this! I was the good one. I never caused waves. I guess being a middle child has its perks.

I turn around to face Mike, and he smiles as he shifts on his feet nervously, but why is he nervous? Did Julie just make this awkward? Ugh, middle-child syndrome is the worst! Plus, she’s a teenager! I do not stand a chance.

“Sorry about my little sister,” I blurt out, and Mike shakes his head, running his fingers through his hair.

“Oh