Andrew stood and glared at her father,"Who are you and what do you think your doing grabbing my girlfriend like that!?" he demanded, standing over her father like he was going to attack him. His fists were tight once more, his eyes fired up in hate and anger, and he couldn't control himself when he was angry like this. He looked down at him, determined to keep him from harming Amber. A small memory hit him like a bullet and he took a deep breath, looking down at him more calmly.
Zander laughed,"He's a great dad, but sometimes can be a sneak," as she took a blanket off a chair in her room and threw it over a lamp. She acted like that was normal and asked,"So what now?" as she looked at Mayson with a huge smile. She knew there wasn't any homework they could work on, so what would they do? She then saw a speck of light on Mayson's shoulder. She sighed, but sat on her bed and tapped her side, indicating she wanted him to sit down with her. She continued to smile happily.




