He gives me a look that looks like a glare or something close to that. He pauses the movie clenching his teeth in anger. The hell is he angry? Because of Matt’s jacket? Jeez. I forgot my blouse in his car. I will pick it at school tomorrow. It’s weird how I’m thinking about that yet my overprotective brother is seething with anger.
“Where are you coming from?” he asks propping his legs on the table. I see Steph giving him a glare but doesn’t say anything. She is extra clean and doesn’t like it when people have their legs on the table but she knows it better than say anything when he is this angry.
“School.” I answer softly avoiding his eyes.
“School up to this time?” he asks arching his eyebrow.
“Yap.”
“It’s six p.m Melanie. You were supposed to be here by four.”
“Well, I had some
