"Ivy you can't go around kissing boys." Kyle yelled shaking his sister. "You especially can go around kissing more then one boy!"

Ivy's eyes filled with tears. Her brother had never yelled at her before. "They are my friends. I wanted to thank them for the beautiful pictures."

"Kissing guys on the cheeks leads to other things. Things you are not ready for." Kyle shouted. He wanted to strangle his sister for being so dense. She couldn't possible know the trouble she was inviting. "Please Ivy just stay away from them. I don't want you hurt."

"The only on hurting me is you Kyle." Ivy cried. She pulled way from her brother. Without a backwards look she ran into the forest. She didn't want to be anywhere near her brother right now.

Kyle sighed and sat on one of the logs around the camp fire. He ran his fingers through his air. He certainly screwed that up.