Come on Brother!

pte

a P

er in the afternoon. Ethan and I hadn't sp

my phone, when Ethan suddenly burst in. "Get downstairs,

you? Can't you see I'm busy?" I snapp

And who said we have dinner at a specific time? My mom just brin

the stairs. As I approached the dinner ta

r. Francis asked, not

palpable. "But, Dad, why did you keep

ng, and I felt a

ust that girl. She's your sister now. Please accept th

osh! At first, I was supposed to be her err

p to the table, and Mr. Fr

," I said, looking directly

n't care. We prayed, and everyon

lly think you should note the ti

bite of my food.

ted look. He hadn't eaten much, and I t

ck of appetite and asked, "W

't have an appetite. It's difficult eating with a lot of peo

myself, "It serves her right. If she had let us have our lives, it would have b

ut gentle. "Ethan, you have to learn t

ber the school party I told you I would be going to this evenin

, and then he dropped the bombshell. "You should take Aria

h shocked. "What, Da

cis nodd

usion. "Why would she transfer to

is far away," Mr. Francis explained, "so we think she sho

I really think so. Going 20

uld have to transfer to your school. So, please take

"You really don't have to force it on h

u should go with him, Aria.

ting on my nerves. And I'm wondering if this is even my hous

uth to stifle his laughter. I wondere

orn," Mr. Francis said. "You

rstanding Ethan'

ready for the party. "You

rty's theme, I opted for a simple yet stylish combo: a jean trouser, a flowy skirt and a c

iorgio Armani suit. When our eyes met, he flashed a mysterious smile

husiastically. His excitement puzzled me -

rode confidently to the back seat, then stopped me from joining him. "Sit in the fro

Ethan snickered, "I guess you're not used to c

, realizing not every silly

ver stopped, I realized we had arrived. Ethan got out, followed by me. "I'll

tend not to know each other," he said, his voice low and sarcas

ing as I had thought. The opulent decorations and upscale guests made it seem l

de sense. He had intentionally failed to warn me abou

o's this?" she asked, her tone filled wi

I realized he wasn't just rude, but also a charming ladies' man.

sent to attend to us," Ethan said

"I'm not a waitress," I protested. "I'm a s

ing laughter from the group, an

a disgrace," he sneered. "I'm sure you're just some poor, lowli

r. I was furious, but I couldn't retaliate. Instead, I closed

get back. The party raged on, a stark contrast to my own misery. I had never

" I muttered to myself. Just then, a g

asked, his tone sleazy. I felt

me," I said, trying to brush h

atching my phone from my hand. I stood up, anger flashing through me, and t

face. He raised his hand to hit me back, but so

You don't disrespect ladies like that, idiot." My h