Minnie plus 8

"This is my fight song, bring back my rights song!" I sing, I hear laughing outside the door. I quickly change into my pyjamas and pull the towel off my head. Considering no footsteps have sounded I pull open the door "this is my-" I silence Nick, Nate, Noah, Chase, Alec and Logan with a glare. "May I ask why the fuck your outside my bathroom. Do you know how creepy that is?" I walk back into the bathroom, I look at the for an answer as I brush my hair "eyes up here." I continue to brush out my hair "um.. Logan?" Noah, the youngest, blushes. "Well you see.... Chase?" I start to smile as I realize that they're intimidated by me or they just don't have an explanation. "That shirts doing wonders." I hear Logan whisper to Alec. Their speechless from my tank top? Boys! "Well you have the closest entrances and we heard you singing." Chase explains, his eyes moving from my waist to my eyes.
I put down the brush and pick up my tooth brush. The boys stay there, watching me as I go through my nightly routine.
"Do you need anything else?" I ask, placing everything in drawers. I turn off the lights, brushing past the boys. They look from one another "uh no, night Jazz." Chase says awkwardly.

My names Jazz Carnelle and that's one of the many strange things that happen when you live with your mom's best friend and her EIGHT boys.