"Hey sis." Dervik walked into my room and sat on the edge of my bed, "Can we talk?"

I looked up and lowered my magnify glass, it was from the 1800s and I loved reading mystery novels with it.

Anyway, "What do you want Dervik?" I looked back down at my book. After the whole drive to Noah's house, the safe, and the notes that were in his car; Dervik got me mad at how he acted.

"Jeez. Can I speak before you get all judgmental and shit?" He unzipped his sports jacket

I gave him a look and replied sweetly, "Yes Dervik? What can I help you with?"

He laughed, "That's creepy. Anyway I have a couple of questions to ask, if I can."

"Since when are you a judge? Or a detective?"

"I'm just wondering about somethings, Gwennie."

"Fine. What do you want to know." I closed the book, "And don't call me Gwennie."

"I used to call you it all the time when we were kids."

"When we were kids is not now. You're going to college soon and as am I." I sat up

"Oh I thought you were going to give a speech about how you have the lady thing going and the urge to have intercourse with any male celebrity that you see. And so on and so forth."

"Dervik!" I threw a pillow, "No!"

Laughing again, he got all serious, "What's new with Cole?"

"What do you mean?"

"You and him. He and you."

"Okay? What about us..?"

"Well... you know."

"Actually I don't. Know."

"Oh."

"Anyway," I looked at him weirdly, "Next question please."

"What went on with you and Noah?"

I stopped. What did go on between Noah and I? I have no idea.

"Gwennie?"

I snapped out of it and stood, "Everything but anything."