All Hallow's Eve

Her friends Laura and Melina, both tall brunettes, had had similar lives growing up in suburbia and shared in being popular as well. I had the pleasure of meeting most of the sorority gals and the rest represented the entire spectrum from tall to short, thin to heavy, athletic to voluptuous. Every creed, color and nationality seemed to be represented and on the extremely rare occasions that they had parties at the house, I was left drooling at the possibilities.

Despite being an introvert, I seemed to be comfortable around the group and thought for sure that some type of relationship would blossom. My best efforts seems thwarted at every turn and I often wondered if the fact that my sister was an honorary 'sister' had worked against me as much as I had hoped it would work in my favor.

The meal had transpired like many other where we had guests and although there were three women sitting at the table around me, my mind continued to wonder, the distraction it seems didn't go unnoticed by any of the three.

"What's up with your brother?" Lisa asked, as though I wasn't sitting there. I would have thought it was only fair considering I was eating silently, not really tuned into the conversation over pizza.

"Not sure." My sister replied without looking at me. "Could be any number of things I guess."

"Should we ask him?" Melina inquired.

My sister shrugged her shoulders and took another bite as I continue to sit there quietly, my mouth full of unchewed breadstick. I was wearing a smirk on my lips as I watched all three picking at their meals.

"I'm sorry." I said apologetically.

"He speaks!" Melina mocked, winking at me teasingly. We smiled at each other for a moment but I knew, in no uncertain terms, that nothing was going to develop between us. I could feel two other pairs of eyes on me now and I turned to find Lisa, seated across from me, watching with an amused look on her face, and my sister, seated to my left, showing an unidentifiable mix of emotions.