Living with the Masons

Chapter 7

"Nevermind I'll find someone like you, I wish nothing but the best for you two. Don't forget me I plead, I'll remember you said 'sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead'." I sang. I love Adele, and 'Someone Like You' is by far my favorite.

I turned off the shower water and wrapped myself in a towel. I put on a bra and underwear and went over to my suitcases, which have not yet been all the way unpacked. I chose some high-waisted shorts and a shirt that said 'fabulous'. I went downstairs. Much to my dismay, all of the Mason males (besides Mike) were in the kitchen.

"Goodmorning!" Zach said cheerily. He was sitting at the island, eating some cereal.

I smiled at him, "Goodmorning."

"Hey, hotstuff." Brent Smirked at me.

"Don't call me that." I snapped.

He winked at me. "Fiesty... just the way I like it."

"You're disgusting."

"You love it." He flexed his biceps. I have to admit that he's attractive.

"You wish."

"How about now?" In one quick motion he moved from where he was sitting next to Zach, to barely three inches from my face. I was struggling, but I was determined to stand my ground.

"There's not much to be impressed with." By now all the boys were watching, just as confused as I was. I don't what the point of this is, and I have to admit that I was surprised by his... forwardness... not in a good way.

"I know you want a piece of this, babe-"

"Leave her alone." Two boys that I'm sure I've never seen before came into the kitchen.

"Hi, I'm Nick." The boy on the left introduced himself. He had dark brown hair and blue eyes. He was naturally tan and although he had the same facial features he looked different than the other boys in his family.

"Dylan," I smiled. "Were you here yesterday?" Nobody mentioned anything about the two boys yesterday.

"No, we were at a baseball tournament." The other boy answered. "I'm Jonas."

"Nice to meet you both."

After that everyone else entered the kitchen. It was like a mad house. The boys had shaken off the morning grogginess and they were fighting over who got the last poptart, bagel, or toaster strudel.

"That's my cereal!" Ellie yelled at Mary.

"I got here first!" Mary retorted.

"I'm older!" 

"By two and a half minutes!"

"It still counts!"

Mike tried to calm the girls down. "Girls, please, it's too early for this."

Then Brianna started to whine, "Moooooommyyyyy! I want oatmeal!"

"You don't like oatmeal, honey." Kara said calmly.

"I. WANT. OATMEAL." She screeched.

"Why should you get the last package of poptarts?" Zach asked Noah. Hmm, wasn't he just eating cereal?

"Cause I bench press kids like you." Noah replied. Zach backed off, making Noah smirk.

I just stood in the midst of all the chaos, not knowing what to do. It was never like this at home. I usually ate alone. I managed to sneak a cliff bar and an apple back to my room. I flopped down on my bed.

TO: BÆ

HEY, HOW ARE YOU?

Sammy was probably out with Liam. They're probably making out somewhere. I heard a knock at my door. I got up and opened the door.