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“Do you want to stay for dinner?” Aunt Kasey asked as he headed for the door, helping himself to another cookie along the way.

“I should probably head home and get started on my homework,” Sebastian said before adding, “Thanks for the cookies.”

“Thanks for bringing her home,” Aunt Kasey said, making him chuckle.

“You’re welcome,” Sebastian said as he headed outside. A few minutes later, he was dropping his bag on the floor by his desk and sitting down, only to realize that Mikey was passed out in his bed. “Why are you here?”

“I’m not. I’m currently in my room doing my homework,” Mikey mumbled into his pillow before he could say anything as she grabbed his comforter and pulled it over her head.

“What happened at lunch?” Sebastian asked as he grabbed the thick science textbook out of his backpack.

“Stuff,” Mikey mumbled into his pillow.

“Does that stuff have anything to do with the really pissed-off blondes that were throwing a fit in the cafeteria after you left?” Sebastian asked as he opened the laptop the school gave him.

“Probably.”

“What are you going to do about it?” he asked, finding where he’d left off in the textbook.

“Let them adore me from afar,” Mikey said with a heartfelt sigh.

“Sounds like a plan,” Sebastian murmured absently as he shifted to get comfortable in his chair. “Are you going to do your homework?”

“Are you going to stop talking so that I can sleep?” she demanded, making his lips twitch.

“Brat,” Sebastian said, chuckling as he set to work. A few minutes later, Jonathan walked into the room and dropped down on his bed with a satisfied sigh. “Why’s there a lump in your bed?”

“Mikey’s doing her homework,” Sebastian said as Jonathan grabbed his iPad out of his bag and settled back on his bed.

“How was your first day back?” Jonathan asked as he toed off his shoes.

“Uncle Jason switched out my schedule for all AP courses, which means that I have to get two months’ worth of homework done by this weekend, and we played dodgeball during gym,” Sebastian said, glancing at his brother before adding, “with Mikey.”

He watched Jonathan swallow hard as he shot a panicked look in Mikey’s direction as he asked, “How did that end?”

“The football team is terrified of her,” Sebastian murmured as he glanced back at his bed to find Mikey glaring at them.

“As they should be,” Jonathan said, chuckling.

“Some of us are trying to sleep here,” Mikey mumbled, yanking his pillow over her head.

“God, she’s bossy,” Jonathan mouthed.

“I know,” Sebastian mouthed back, smiling.

“I heard that,” Mikey grumbled.

Chuckling, they went back to their schoolwork until it was time to go downstairs for dinner. They barely had a chance to sit down when Mikey joined them, carrying her iPad and grumbling to herself as she shoved Mathew off his chair and sat down with a sadly mumbled, “Pass the meatloaf, please.”

“How was school?” his mother asked as she threw Mikey a worried look.

“The girls struggled to hold back tears as they rejoiced upon seeing me,” Jonathan said with a heartfelt sigh and a muttered, “Not that I can blame them.”

“There’s something seriously wrong with you,” Jessica said, shaking her head in wonder.

“I’ve been saying that for years,” Mathew said with a glare aimed at Mikey as he sat down next to her.

“I can see why,” their mother murmured as she cleared her throat and shifted her attention to Jessica and Mathew. “How was your first day of eighth grade?”

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