Spencer dropped the last box on her new bed and collapsed beside it.

Spencer: I never want to move again.

Clay: Me either little sister.

She turned her head to face the doorway where her brother stood.

Spencer: It’ll be fun though, won’t it?

Clay: Depends on your definition of fun. My course load this semester is insane. I doubt I’ll have time for too much fun.

Chelsea: Don’t listen to him Spence. There is always time for fun.

Clay leaned down and placed a kiss on his fiancés cheek. She had always admired them as a couple. They had always seemed so sure of themselves and confident that nothing could tear them apart.

Clay: Do you need help with anything before I start unpacking our room?

Spencer shook her head.

Spencer: I’m fine, but have you seen Glen?

Chelsea laughed as Clay rolled his eyes and walked away.

Spencer: What?

Chelsea: Madison conned him into packing all of her stuff.

Spencer: What?

Chelsea: What can I tell you, she beckons and your brother runs!

With that Chelsea walked toward her and Clay’s room at the other end of the hall. Spencer couldn’t help smiling to herself. Never in her life did she think that after graduating college she would be back here. More over, moving in with her brothers. It had been almost 1 month since she had been back from New York and she missed it more then she ever imagined. She never thought she would step foot back in California until UCLA offered her a free ride for grad school. A loud crash downstairs stirred Spencer from her thoughts and she sprung into the air and down the steps just behind Clay and Chelsea.

Clay: What the hell?

Glen lay on his back on the kitchen floor with an oversized vanity on his chest.

Glen: Are you just gonna stare or are you gonna help me get this thing off my chest.

Clay reached down and lifted the furniture off of his brother.

Clay: If the difference in skin color weren’t enough it’s times like these that I truly know that I was adopted.