k," I say in the evening during dinner. Which I immediately rea

Maria asks, n

n mum. I should have asked her when nobody was aroun

me earlier on in the evening, saying there's something she needed to talk to mum

r in Mum's entire race. She dyed it on her fifteenth birthday, shortly after she got her first boyfriend. A fact I always scoffed at, but then I'm

smissively. "Of cours

smile and pick m

asks mum, as if she's overlooking her mo

d. I however lift an eyebrow at the phone he has beneath the table, texting. If mum catch

nd turns back

asks, apparently still

m guy at school, you woul

a face a

gs and Sam jumps

cause he has already disappeared into th

in burglars some

he comes back, tugging dad behind. Sam lets

he apologises, wrapping an arm around my mum and kissing her on the ch

, visibly nervous. "This is hom

his eyebrows, l

u join us for dinner now that you are her

s, taking the seat at

*

a room of her own while me and Maria shared the one I'm using now. Maria moved into hers when she moved aw

to our parents, and since I'm curious about what it was all about, I s

he bedside lamp. She shields her face, but I've already seen th

ed, I sit up. "Li

arries some of her stuff. As she sorts through the clothes, different

she getting marrie

top. I wait as she sniffs for a while longer, a handkerchief in

een working some times

hing she got from dad, then there's the intense dark eyes from mum. She got the best from both, and she never needed make up to stand out. When we were younger, I always teased her that she should be a model, but she wasn't really inter

all breathy and excited, s

to sign me, then I can model for several famous designers, and a bunch of oth

can already see wh

ithout talking to mum and dad first, since I can't manage med

nd drools. "So you

udy something else, but da

mum?"

ould talk to me

nced. I turn to my side so that I'

wanted to make sure I let them know, and maybe get their support

ind by morning," I say, at the same time having doubts in my mind because if t

t want to do anything against his wishes,

. It couldn't be an

ke when I feel sleep grabbing me. I can only hop

*

in the living room with mum and dad, before they can go off to wor

about?" Trey asks as we

y, "Lilly wants

totally make it,"

ks. "She's so lucky

m is skipping ahead of us, tightly curled hair bobbing up and down.

to the stop where the school bus stops. After that we head ove

s he?" Trey asks. "He looked so

between my teeth. "No, h

's wrong," he argues, and I smile at my younger brother. Youn

should,"

ng for Trey. It's Luke, his friend from his class. Trey jogs forward, leaving me t

ot Jude at his locker and go straight to him. He is goi

," I

earch my face, then he snorts. "Don't you take time

of my head. Does he know how hard it is to get it into the perfect messy bun? I take

bout my hair," I say. Then ad

can say something, Cole appears out of nowhere.

s hair is actually neat, doused in hair products and lai

ing,"

back, placing a hand on his chest dramatically.

g Cole in the arm. Then he turns to me, "

at leaves only Wednesdays for the sessions at home, since on Tuesdays he has no practice and we can stud

that's fine

h her lips, pushing him against his locker. My eyes widen at the display, especially since Jude's arms immediately wrap around her, and soon they are

my look and

y, then half ru

sterday. But I'm already worried about