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This couldn't be happening. This cannot be happening right now. This was one of Amayla's worst nightmares. Her parents walk into her room and see her with a boy. In which is the opposite sex.

Amayla pushes Reggie onto the bed and starts panicking. Reggie stands up and rushes on the floor and goes under her bed. Luckily, in the nick of time, Mr. Harris walks into the room smiling at his little girl in her hanging net chair, reading.

"Hi, Dad!," Amayla grins as she closes her textbook. "How was work?"

"Well, the Blossom case is a drag. I have to defend a Fishman who is blamed for Jason's murder. It's like the Blossoms are pointing the finger at everyone who was last seen at that river before his death." Mr. Harris said.

"Well don't worry Daddy. Be positive and everything will be okay."

"Thank you, sweetheart." Mr. Harris said as he kisses Amayla's head. "Well, I'm going to eat dinner and head to bed. Goodnight Sweetheart."

"Night Dad. Sweet Dreams." Amayla replied as she watched her father leave.

Amayla bolts to her door and slowly shuts it. That was close. Reggie pokes his head out and slips out from under the bed.

"Okay," Amayla says as she puts on her slippers. "Now we just have to sneak you down-"

Mrs. Harris and Diana walk inside the house while having a late day at school and work.

"Phew, I don't feel like cooking. You're okay with leftovers?" asked Mrs. Harris.

"I'm good Mom I ate at school," said Diana. "Put the house on stay lockdown?"

"Yep."

Amayla's eyes widen when she realized those two words. Ever since the Colorado situation, Mr. Harris had an expensive alarm only programmed for him and Mrs. Harris. Diana and Amayla only could turn on the alarm when shutting down the house. Stay lockdown meant stay lockdown. Can't open windows, make a simple loud noise, and can't open the door.

"Arming House Stay Lockdown." said the loud alarm voice.

Amayla exhales as she turns to Reggie. This was going to be a long night.

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Thirty minutes have passed since Reggie and Amayla had their quiet freakout. Reggie is in the shower, and Amayla is making a floor bed for him. It was weird for her because she never had a boy in her room. She eventually asked her Dad for some male sweatpants because it was her "time" of the month. Mr. Harris gave her the sweatpants with no hesitation before he went to bed so that was easy.

Amayla also snuck Reggie to the laundry room to wash his boxers. Even though he said it wasn't necessary, Amayla thought it was gross putting on the same used underwear you wore all day after you washed.

Everything was okay. Reggie will sleep on the floor and Amayla will sleep on the bed. Not a big deal-

"Hey," Reggie says as he opens the steamy bathroom door. He is shirtless in her Dad's sweatpants. Reggie had a 6 pack. His hair was wet. 'Holy mother of Jesus.' Amayla thought. What was she going to do? What was he going to do? How can she stop blushing?!-

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