Luci walked into the living room where Allie, Nick and A.J. sat waiting for her. "Are we taking my car?" she asked impatiently.
"I guess so." Allie answered dully.
"My Tahoe is at Daddy's. It's either the BMW or your Elantra." Luci stated, shifting her weight. There was no tension in the room, but she could feel it in her body. This was the last thing she wanted to do. Normally she loved dinner at the Williams, but this time she dreaded it.
"The BMW, I guess." Allie sighed, getting up. Nick and A.J. watched them in confusion. Where had the happy and bouncy girls they had first met gone?
"Let's go then. I'm starving." Nick stated, getting up.
They all walked out of the apartment building not talking, but when they reached Luci's BMW AJ asked, "What is wrong with you two?"
"What do you mean?" Allie replied, waiting for Luci to unlock the car.
"You know what I mean. Neither of you is talking to anyone. You won't look at us. You won't look at each other. Something is wrong." AJ concluded, pulling open the passenger's side door and letting Nick and Allie get in the back.
"I don't know what you talking about AJ." Allie responded, shaking her head. "Oh yeah, Luc...guess whose going to be at dinner?"
"Who?" Luci asked starting the car and pulling out the parking lot. She really could have cared less.
"Brett." Allie informed her. She was talking about her 25 year old brother who had recently graduated from college and had been in Italy over the summer. Luci had practically been in love with him.
"Yes I know. I talked to him online last night." Luci muttered offhandedly, turning on her CD player and letting Papa Roach fill the car and the conversations.
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