"You know I'm right." Connor looked at me from the passengers seat. "About Saunders."

"I know you are. But how are you and Ben going to deal with it?" I shook my head.

"It's obvious she's not going to break up with him. So he's going to have to break up with her." He shrugged.

"You're about to make his life hell aren't you?" I laughed.

"Oh absolutely." He nodded.

"You're not going to fuck his sister are you?" I laughed again and shook my head.

"No. I'm not going to fuck his sister." He shook his head and thought for a minute. "I might fuck his sister." He nodded.

"Watch out, she's a scratcher." I shook my head again.

"That's probably why he has such a problem with you." He laughed.

"No, he's got a problem with me because he thinks I'm in to Ollie." I rolled my eyes.

"Which you're not, right?" He gave me a look.

"Are you stupid?" I scrunched my face.

"Yeah, you'd never do that to me." He smiled.

"Ben might." I nodded.

"Nah, Liv isn't his type. He's in to blondes." He shrugged.

"Where as you don't have a type." I laughed.

"Girl ismy type." He nodded.

We got to the mall and headed to dance pro.

The store assistant walked over to us as we were looking at the shoes. "You know, for two dudes, you're here an awful lot." He nodded.

"You're a dude and you work here." Connor gave him a look.

"Yeah, a dude whose mom owns the store. She danced on broadway for 15 years." He shook his head.

"Is she here actually?" I asked. "We could use some help."

"Let me run in the back." He nodded and walked away.

"Actually this wouldn't be a bad job, dancers are hott." I nodded.

"Dude." Connor looked at me.

"Not your sister." I rolled my eyes.

Just then an older lady walked over to us. "What can I do for you two?" She smiled.

"Uhm, we're actually looking for a really good pair of pointe shoes for my little sister. Hers are getting pretty old and they're starting to tear up her feet." Connor nodded.

"I can help with that." She nodded. "Color preferance?"

Connor looked over at me. "She always says how much she's wanted black ones." I shrugged.

"Are you the boyfriend?" She smiled at me.

"No, his bestfriend." I smiled.

"Alright then." She smiled and nodded. "Come with me."

She walked us down another isle to a big wall of pointe shoes. "We actually just got these ones in this morning." She pulled a box off the shelf. "These are LPZ's. They're a bandage pointe shoe."

"What's that mean?" Connor askes.

"It means that with these shoes, it's suited to be able to wear toe pads and wraps more comfortably. The low heel can also help relieve the pressure on her feet. These are also great for dancers still working on prefecting their technique." She smiled.

Connor picked the shoe up.

"Now these are one of the most expensive pairs, but they did last me 10 out of 15 years dancing prfessionally." She nodded.

"How much?" He asked.

"These ones are about $70." She nodded.

I choked back a laugh.

He let out a deep breath. "She is so lucky I love her." He shook his head. "These ones will do." He nodded.

She smiled and walked over to the counter. "So how long has your sister been dancing?" She smiled ringing out the shoes.

"12 years now." He smiled.

"That's incredible." She nodded.

"You've actually probably seen her in here alot. Short girl, black hair, bright blue eyes, normally with a tall guy and a short blonde girl." I nodded.

"Olivia?" She gave us a look.

"Yeah." Connor nodded.

"Well in that case." She smiled and pointed toward a glass case. "If you want to be a really good big brother, she's been eyeing that Leo-tutu combo for 4 months now." She nodded.

Connor and I walked over to the case. It was a black Leo with gems on neck line, and a black tutu with a silver waist band and gems scattered through out it. And then we saw the $55 price tag.

He looked over at me.

"Dude, you're about to ruin her relationship. She deserves the outfit." I laughed.

He sighed. "Get rid of boy who doesn't deserve her, and spend $130 dollars." He shook his head. We walked back over to the counter. "We'll take that too." He nodded.

"Oh she is going to love you." She walked over to the case and unlocked it.

"At least for a few days. But Monday when PE football starts, I'm cutting him in half." He shook his head.

"Con, it's flag football." I laughed.

"Not for me." He smirked.

"Oh she's going to kill you." I smiled and shook my head as the lady rung everything up.

"Probably." He nodded.

We left and headed back to their house.

"Mom. Don't kill me." Connor yelled as we walked in to the house.

"Oh god. What did you do!" She yelled back.

"Spent $130." I laughed and sat down at their counter.

"Connor Brysin!" She threw her hands in the air.

"We got her really good ones that'll help her feet. We even talked to the store owner." He nodded.

"Who danced on Broadway for 15 years." I nodded.

"They'll take pressure off, it'll be more comfortable for her to wear wraps, and I got guilted in to buying her a combo she has been eyeing for 4 months." He pursed his lips.

He handed her the bag. She looked at the shoes. "She's been wanting black ones for 4 years now." She nodded. And then pulled the outfit out. "So this is the I'm sorry." She pursed her lips.

"Sort of." He smirked.

"Sucking up before hand?" She asked.

"Exactly." I nodded.

"You two stay out of her relationship." She rolled her eyes.

"I promised." I raised my hands.

"Not gonna happen mom." He shook his head.

"Then she's not going to get in trouble when she handles you." She shrugged and stood up. "So you better expect it." She walked out.

Cam and I had finished dinner and were on the way to the Tasty. "Babe can I ask you something?"

"You can." I nodded.

"I know you love it, but if dance hurts you this much, why do you do it?" He looked over from the drivers seat.

"I'm not hurting as much as I was this morning." I shook my head.

"Your face crunched about 14 times while we were eating." He gave me a look.

I sighed. "The same reason you allow yourself to be tackled in the fall, and blister your hands in the spring." I shook my head. "It's a passion. It keeps me sane, and I guess, it's a way to let things out without speaking. I've loved it since I was 4. Dance was my first love."

We got to the tasty and ordered then sat down at a picnic table. "Ok, so I know you want to be on Broadway." He nodded.

"I do." I smiled.

"If you could be in any production, what would it be?" He smiled.

"Are you going to think I'm weird?" I gave him a look.

"I already think you're weird Liv." He let out a small laugh.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Something dark and twisty." I nodded.

"Like Edward Scissor Hands?" He gave me a look.

"Yes." I nodded. "They just did Beetle Juice last year and it was incredible!"

"You've been to broadway?" He raised his eyebrows.

I nodded again. "The boys take Abby and I every year for our birthdays. Mines Valentines Day and hers is the 18th."

"Looks like I'll have the perfect Valentine." He smiled. "And the boys watch Broadway Musicals with you?"

"They do." I pursed my lips. "They're actually really supportive of dancing. They've been to every competition and recital since I started."

"Connor seems like a good brother when he's not being a dick." He held his hand out to help me up from the table.

"He is. Just, maybe too involved sometimes." I laughed.

"Well we should get you home before he gets too involved." He opened his car door for me.

When we got to my house he walked me to my door.

He leaned in to give me a kiss. "Wait a second." I whispered.

He gave me a look as I pressed my ear to the door.

"Shut up." I heard Connor say to Mason through the door.

I pulled away and rolled my eyes.

I lightly twisted the handle slowly, and threw the door open.

"Ow Olivia!" Connor yelled.

"Jesus Liv come on!" Mason yelled.

"Go to the kitchen, now!" I closed the door.

Cam laughed. "Not a good brother moment?" He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"No." I shook my head and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

I pulled him down in to a kiss.

"Go home Saunders!" We heard Connor yell.

We both let out a little laugh. "I'll call you in the morning." He smiled.

"Goodnight." I smiled and walked inside.

I stomped in to the kitchen.

"Really?" I crossed my arms and looked at both of them.

"Yes." Connor lifted a bag off the floor and set it on the table. "Really."

I gave them a look. "You two went to Dance Pro? Without me?"

Mason nodded. "You said you needed new pointe shoes." He gave me a straight smile as I sat on an island stool.

"You guys didn't have to do that." I shook my head as Connor handed me the bag.

"We wanted to." Connor nodded and pulled the box out.

I handed him the bag back and took the box. I opened the box to a beautiful pair of black pointe shoes. I smiled and looked up at them. "You guys remembered I wanted black ones."

They both smiled and nodded. "And they're low heel to help with the pressure on your feet, and they're made to be able to wear wraps and toe pads comfortably." Connor gave me a straight smile.

"They're beautiful." I nodded. "Thank you guys so much."

"Before you try them on, there's something else in there." Mason pursed his lips.

I gave them another look and grabbed the bag off the counter. I pulled a wrapped up package out and opened it.

It was the black leo-tutu combo I've been wanting for months. My jaw dropped and I Looked up at them.

"The owner said you've been eyeing it down for months." Connor smiled.

"What did you two do?" I shook my head.

"We didn't do anything. She guilted me in to it." Connor shrugged.

"Do you promise you haven't done anything.?" I gave them a look.

They both held their hands up and promised.

I hopped down from my stool and hugged them both. "Seriously you didn't have to do this." I shook my head.

"We know. But you cant dance with crappy feet." Mason laughed.

"Now sit and try them on." Connor nodded.

I sat back down, rolled up my pants, and took my socks off. I slid them on and wrapped the ties around. They fit great and felt amazing.

"Well?" Connor asked.

"They're great." I smiled. "I love them." I nodded.

"Then lets see a priouette in to an arabesque." Mason smiled and crossed his arms.

I stood up, did a spin, and then threw my leg back behind me. And they felt amazing.

They both clapped. "Alright then." Connor nodded. "Now lets go down and see the student coreo audition piece." He smiled.

"Really?" I asked.

"My mom said you've worked on it all summer." Mason shrugged.

We all headed down to the basement, which my parents transformed in to a small dance studio for me a few years ago, and they both leaned against my barre.

I set up the stereo with my phone, and handed Connor the remote.

I stood in the middle of the padded floor, and took a deep breath.

"Press play." I closed my eyes and nodded.

Dreaming With Your Eyes Open by Witt Lowry started playing.

I ran through my dance and stood back up.

They were both smiling at me. "I can't wait to see that at competition when it's done." Mason nodded.

"It's not going to be this one. This is just the audition. If I get it, Miss Jane will give me a song and I'll come up with a dance to that, run it by her, and if she approves, that's the one I'll do." I pursed my lips.

"You're going to get it Liv. There's no if's." Connor shook his head. "Is Abby doing one too?"

"No, she's got cheer too so she doesn't want to much on her plate." I shook my head. "But, her and I are in a duet."

"You guys are in a duet every year." Mason rolled his eyes.

"And it'll stay that way." I smiled. "Seriously though, thank you for my shoes and outfit. I'm going to go shower then call Ab and Josh and show them." I ran over and hugged them again. "Good brother moment." I smiled.

"I'm always a good brother." Connor rolled his eyes.

"I am also a good sort of brother." Mason shook his head. "I'm gonna head home too. See you tomorrow Con."

We all walked upstairs, Mason left, and I jumped in the shower.

I got out, and facetimed Abby and Josh with my camera flipped to see the bag.

"Heller?" Abby answered.

"Oo, you went to dance pro." Josh nodded.

"I didn't. Connor and Mason did."

"Wait, what? Without you?" He asked.

"Yes!"

"What is it?" Abby perked up.

I pulled the box out and showed them the shoes.

"They got you black ones!" Abby clapped.

"They fit good?" JOsh asked.

"Yes! I ran through my dance in them and they feel so good. They didn't pinch or dig. But there's one more thing!" I pulled the outfit out of the bag.

"You've been looking at that for months." Josh looked wide eyed.

I flipped my camera back around.

"I know!" I smiled.

"Oh god what did they do." Abby shook her head.

"I made them promise they did nothing. Mason saw my feet this morning so they decided they wanted to get me new ones, and Rhonda guilted Connor in to the outfit." I shook my head.

"They're definitely up to something." Josh gave me a look.

"I'll deal with it when it comes to it." I shrugged. "But for now I'm going to enjoy my pretty things. I'll see you in the morning."

"Bye boo." They both blew me a kiss.

I set up the outfit and shoes on my bed nicely and took a picture.

I posted it on snapchat, facebook, and instagram with the caption 'My boys love me. *Heart eyes, Dance shoes*' and tagged them both.

I got a snap from Cam. "Good brother moment?" He smiled.

"Yes." I puckered my lips.

He snapped back. "I like them babe. Can I see them on you Saturday? *Heart eyes* "

"Yes, yes you can. You can see them off me too." I winked.

"With the boys in the house, you rebel you. *Laugh face*"

"We can just be quiet *Shrug emoji.*"

"Deal, goodnight babe." He smiled.

I laid down, put on criminal minds, and went to sleep.

Thinking out what the boys were up to, but loving my outfit.