(Luca's P.O.V.)
I was sitting on the couch watching TV when Storm came through the door. "Hey, Luca," he said and I smiled at him.
"H-Hi, how w-was y-your date?" I asked.
"Amazing, his dad is pretty cool." I bit my lip and nodded. Storm sighed and sat down on the couch. "So, did you eat anything for dinner?"
"Y-Yeah. . ." I lied. I don't want to eat anything, I'm fat enough. But I also don't want him to worry.
"Oh, okay. Sorry about being so late. I had to stop at the market and get some things." I just noticed the bags of groceries on the table.
"I-It's fine," I said and he nodded. "I'll p-put th-them away," I said and he smiled.
"Thanks, Luca." He ruffled my hair and I got up and grabbed the bags. I put the milk, eggs, and peanut butter in the fridge and the rest of the stuff in
