The Harding family. To most people it was just a normal family, but they don't know the inside. Their mother is a drug addict. Their father is in jail for murder. There are 4 brothers and two sisters. Does that sound like a normal family? Follow Em...
The next day after school Brody walked to the car with me and when Mason saw him let's just say that he wasn't ecstatic about it.
"I thought that he was coming to the house later." Mason grumbled as we got into the car. For once I let Emily have the front seat without complaining about it.
"We decided that it would be easier if he just came right now." I commented smirking at Mason. I didn't like Brody but it was fun to make my brothers mad.
"Does Ethan know about this?" He questioned as we got onto the highway.
"Of course not." I replied. I saw Mason roll his eyes before I turned to Brody.
"So do you have everything that you need." I asked.
"Of course. Do you really think that I would forget something?" When he said that I saw Mason grip the steering wheel tighter.
"I was just double checking." I mumbled turning away. When we pulled into the driveway Jason was about to leave.
"Hey kiddos." He happily greeted as we piled out. Suddenly his eyes grew dark and he glared. "Who the hell is that?" He questioned.
"This is Brody. My project partner." I answered.
"I thought that he wasn't going to come until later?"
"We both thought that it would just be easier for him to come now."
"You were lucky today. Ethan isn't going to be home for a really long time so he won't know that he came early." I rolled my eyes and started walking inside.
"So do you want a tour of the house?" I questioned. He nodded and I started showing him around. "And finally this is our room." My brothers decided that we would get the guest room since my bed was a twin sized.
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"Wow. Is this your room?" He looked speechless.
"No. This is actually the guest room, but my brothers are going to let us use this room just for this week." He nodded. "I guess I'll let you unpack."
"Did you already unpack?" He asked.
"No not yet. All of my clothes and toiletries are still in my room."
"Well then why don't you get everything and you can unpack with me." I nodded and went to grab everything before walking back into the room.
"Do you have a certain side that you have to sleep on?" I questioned as I started folding my clothes and putting them in the drawers.
"No. Do you?" I shook my head and silence enveloped us as we continued packing. When we were done we both sat on the bed.
"So since we have to do this proposing thing for the assignment do you want to go somewhere tomorrow night?" I nodded and he smiled at me. Not smirked, but smiled.
I was about to start talking when there was a big slam which only meant one thing. Ethan was home and he was mad.
