He was a little disappointed that the hot little goth girl had left but at least he was with his sister now. He looked at his sister "I'm not ten you know," he complained as he opened up a box with clothes in it and began taking out the hastily packed clothing and folding them. He sighed "I like her...she is..." he couldn't find the word for her "Interesting," he said. He looked at his sister the sexy little blond he had always admired ever since he had puberty, for an odd feeling he felt an odd pang in his chest and he kind of wished that she wasn't his sister at all. He sighed "I thought you didn't 'hang out with her kind,'" he said repeating what she had said back when she was in High School but then again she was still considered as immature at that age, people changed and he guessed thats what happened with his big sister.