You and Walker didn't like each other. You don't know why. Being Charlie's sister, you got along with almost all of his friends. So why Walker? You honestly had no clue. You just had a weird feeling when it came to him. Walker didn't know why he didn't like you either. All of his friend's siblings were fun to be around. Maybe he just didn't like your hair? He didn't know.

You sighed, sitting in the golf cart beside Dior, Walker, and your brother, Charlie, behind you while Leah drove. You sat backward, watching Walker run behind the golf cart, seemingly chasing it. Why? Just for shits and giggles. You laughed at Walker as Dior recorded a tiktok. Even if you didn't like him, he had his entertaining moments. You both pretended like you were friends in front of the others, so you didn't ruin their fun. You both agreed on that. "What are you giggling at?" He chuckled, hopping back onto the golf cart. You shrugged your shoulders innocently, "You," you said with a cheeky grin. He chuckled and ruffled your hair (which he knew you hated). You huffed and rolled your eyes playfully. That odd feeling you got in your gut around him was gone, replaced by a specific warmth. Maybe Walker wasn't that bad after all.