I do tease him alot don't i? it's probably getting old for him. 
                          
  "I love you too." I said with a smirk. he smiled and said the same to me but called me the devil again. 
                          
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the date went on and we were talking about mindless stupid things, but we were laughing and I was trying to surprise my giggle fits but failed misrably. 
                          
   "mmk, how about cars?" Shawn asked me. "What is your opinion on them." 
                          
   "to be honest, I love them. I like the whole adding steroids systems that make the car vibrate, I love the candy painting job on the car and rims. oh my lord don't get me started on rims..." I trailed off thinking about different types of rims that would look good on my car. 
                          
  finally I snapped out of it and Shawn was frozen halfway through a lick of his ice cream and he was starring at me with a what-the- hell look. And I got self conscious. When, ever in under all of God's creation do you get self conscious?! I don't know. shut up conscience! 
                          
  "what?!" I asked/screamed a little too loudly. 
                          
  "I didn't think you liked cars so much..." I just nodded my head in response. kind of weird but I don't really care what people think. 
                          
  "speaking of cars," Shawn said and pointed behind me. I turned my body around and there it was, 
 a 1959 cherry red Cadillac. 
                          
"holy..." I gasped. I think I'm in love. 
                          
  "Hey let's get something straight, you love me, not a car, me" Shawn said. Jelousy over a car? wow he's came to a new low in his life. Wait. this is like the 5th low before low. let's recall when he was bedwritten for a week. 
                          
  "it's just a car get over yourself. I wonder who own it." as if on que a familiar face steps out of the driver seat, then the passenger seat. Dear God. 
                          
  "Jason?!"  me and Shawn both yelled. There approached my tall wolf brother, and guiding his lady friend toward the parlor. 
                          
  Jason came to greet us he kissed my cheak and said "Hello dearest sister and..." he looked shawn up and down. "you." he said with a cold glare. "I hope we've come to an understanding about my sister, and you do one thing I will not hesitate to rip your throat out because, well, I hate you." 
                          
  "The feeling is mutual bro," Shawn said with an 'innocent' smile. The girl next to him I recognized as emily. The girl he made out with on our oh so precious counter top. 
                          
  "Okay boys break it up," I stated as I stood up. "your emily right?" I put my hand out for her to shake and she gladly took it.
                          
  "That's me, sorry about... last time" 
                          
  "It's fine," I directed my attention to my brother "but I expect for my brother to have manners and take you to his room next time." 
                          
Jason just laughed it off and smiled but his cheeks were obviously tainted red. 
                          
"Uh hiw about we get that ice cream em?" Emily gave him a sweet smile and started to walk away from us. 
                          
Curiosity filled me and I yelled out to him "Jay-Jay, you must've been busy getting that car, was it to impress your lady friend?" 
                          
  He laughed it off again and mouth to me 'your dead' And that is how I couldn't breath for another 5 minutes from laughter. 
                          
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After me and Shawn were done with our ice cream (tragic, I know) we decided on going down to the park. Before we were about to leave the parking lot I told Shawn to stop by the front if the parlor so I could say bye to my brother.