When we walk into the room everyone was out on the balcony except Luke. He was still sitting on the bed.
"Luke get the fuck off my bed." Michael says.
"Why?" Luke's says.
"Because I told you to."
"Whatever." he says getting of the bed and walking out onto the balcony. I just realized that they where smoking.
"Uh, how old is Luke? Is he old enough to be smoking?" I ask with concern.
"Nope." is all he says.
"You're not going to do anything about that?" I ask.
He laughs a little, "No. Why would I?"
"Because he's not old enough."
"Neither are you."
"But I don't smoke."
He laughs.
"I don't see what's so funny." I say annoyed.
"Alaska, don't worry about Luke."
I just sit down on the chair nearest to me.
Michael just sits on the bed with his arms behind his head watching the t.v. then me, the t.v., me and so on. Finally he just stops at me.
"Come sit over here." he says.
"No."
"Why not?"
"I wanna go home." I snap.
He reaches over beside his bed and opens a drawer on the bedside table and pulls something out. He holds keys out towards me.
"What?"
"Take my vehicle. But I'm coming to get it later." he smirks.
"I'm not taking your vehicle."
"Stop being so difficult and take the goddamn car." he snaps.
"are you sure?" I ask.
"Yes, i am. But like I said I'm coming to get it later." he smirks again.
"O-okay." I stutter. I get up and take the keys from him and grab my bag. I look back at him but he's outside on the balcony with the others. I walk out and find my way to the door.
"Leaving already dear?" I hear Karen talk behind me.
"What? Oh uh, yeah. I.. I need to, to babysit. Yeah I need to babysit." I lie.
"Oh! Babysit who?" she asks.
"Uh, uh, my uh, my brother." I say and run outside as quickly as possible. What the hell is wrong with me? Babysit my brother? I don't have a fucking brother!
I get in Michaels car and start it up. I back our of the driveway, very, very slowly. I'm not the best at driving.
About 20 minutes later (when it should have only taken 5) I reach Chains house. There was a black car in the driveway, and I know that she does not own a car.
I walk up to the door and just walk in. Her parents are used to me just walking in.
I walk into the living room and see her mom, Melony.
"Hi." I say.
"Oh! Hi Al!" She always called me Al for some reason.
"Uh, where's Chain?" I ask.
"Oh! She's out in the back. With a Calum Hood. Gosh does he have a lot of tattoos and piercings. Do you know him? Is he safe to be around?" she asks.
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