My "brother" Luke

Had practice for Cinderella III today. Went okay. Had to sing. Luke Stradder came to watch, for once. I was surprised. Have I ever mentioned Luke before? He's my brother. Yeah, I know that my last name is Rae and his is Stradder, and no, I did not get married because I'm only thirteen and what kind of slut gets married at age thirteen? Apart from maybe in the olden days. But I wasn't there then! Plus, I'm pretty sure they were forced to get married back then. Anyway, I'm not talking in biological brother and sister, Luke is my other best friend apart from Elyz. After I was done with rehearsals, Luke came up to me.

"Nice act. Didn't think you would be that good." He said.

"What's that supposed to mean, huh Luke?" I questioned him.

"Nothing. Sorry." Luke grinned. 

"Oh, Luke." I sighed.

"I know what you're gonna say next." Luke smiled.

"What?" I said.

"Oh," Luke mimicked me in a totally false way. "Luke, you know I love you in the best friend way, not the BF GF way."

"I always say that, though." I told him.

"Exactly. We've known each other since we were four. I know you so well." Luke said.

"Yeah, you're like my brother."

"Am I?" Luke asked, amused.

"Yes. Yes, you are."