I first met Guest through Maeve. My little sister had told me about how there was this misunderstood, brunette girl in her English class during her freshman year. Guest then became Maeve’s best friend. After two or three years of being best friends Guest was warmed up to us. Kind. Not mean anymore. Quite frankly, I think that was when I started to fall in love with her she has these beautiful eyes, and this pretty hair and a face that I could stare at the rest of my life. I wanted nothing more than for whatever drama she had to go away and then all of a sudden I found out she liked me too so here we are. In the limbo of dating and being just friends. We kiss, hook up, cuddle, and do all the couple stuff. Hut we aren’t official. I walk downstairs when the door closes, Maeve and Guest’s voice filling the room. Guest locks eyes with me and offers a smile. I throw one back to her. “Hey. Where were the both of ya?”