Quinn
I am home alone. I have my music on and dancing around as I do some cleaning. It is my turn to deep clean. We take turns. I had the entire day free, so I decided to get it out of the way. I don’t mind cleaning; it is okay as long as I have my music.
I turn around and let out a loud squeal when I realise I am not alone.
“What the f**k are you doing here?” I hiss.
James is resting against the wall; his arms crossed over his chest and a stupid smirk on his lips.
“You should really lock the door when you are in alone. Anyone could walk in.”
I don’t know what it was, but the tone in his voice makes me feel uneasy.
“Get the f**k out of my house, James.” I snarl, my fists clenching at my side.
“Don’t you mean your brothers and your stupid nerdy boyfriend’s house?” he laughs.
