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I shrug. “Sure, I guess. I like all kinds of genres. If a song speaks to me, then I’ll listen to it.” I stop when I reach a classical station.
“Oh, please don’t tell me you like classical music.”
“Not necessarily,” I say. “But some songs are cool. Listen to this one. Pretty cool, isn’t it?”
“I guess.” He’s quiet, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel as we stop before a red light. “My mom tried to get Bri into piano. It’s something my mom wanted to do all her life but never had the chance. So she got Bri lessons.” He chuckles softly. “She hated it.”
The way his face softens with absolute love for his sister brings a smile to my lips. “Did she want to throw the piano out the window?”
“Yes. I think she would have if she had super strength.”
“What superpower would you want?” I ask.
He thinks about it for a second as he presses on the gas. “Hmm...maybe the ability to see ghosts? I mean, loved ones.”
“So you can speak to your sister whenever you miss her.”
With his eyes on the road and swallowing hard, he nods.
“That’s a cool one,” I tell him.
“Thanks. What about you?”
“Optic blasts.”
“That was a quick response.”
“My friends and I talk about this many times.”
“So optic blasts,” he muses. “Like Cyclops. You know he needs to wear special glasses or a visor or he’ll blast everyone to bits, right?”
I lift my shoulders. “I’d be able to control my powers.”
He snorts again. “Sure.” Then he glances at me. “So you’re into comics?”
“Not really. I know a bit of everything.”
“Because of thatgeniusbrain of yours.”
“No. I just read a lot.”
“Lots of people read a lot. But they don’t win thousands of dollars for charity.”
I stare at him. “You were at the masquerade ball?”
“Of course. I saw you demolish the trivia game. You gave the Xbox to Mia, didn’t you? You’re such a good sister. I would have hogged it all to myself.”
“You know I’m not much of a gamer.”
He removes his right hand from the steering wheel for a second to slam his fist into his chest. “And that still cuts me deep. I really shouldn’t hang out with someone who is so anti video games.”
“Haha,” I say, knowing he’s referring to our conversation about books yesterday. “I’m not anti video games. I just have my thing and you have yours. Besides, I play with Mia all the time. Anyway, I didn’t know you even knew I existed.”
He gapes at me before focusing back on the road. “You kidding? How could anyonenotnotice you? You’re awesome.”
I give him a look. “Ninety percent of the kids at school don’t know I exist.”
“Of course they do. They’re just jealous of your awesomeness, so they pretend they don’t know who you are. But how can anyone miss you?”
