I open the front door of my house. A boy is sitting next to Jessie on the couch. I walk up to them.

"Get out of my house," I tell him. John turns around.

"Why would I do that?" He says putting his arm around my sister.

"Get out. Now. Jess?" She follows me into the kitchen. "Okay? Do I even need to say anything? Explain."

"It's no big deal," Jessie says. I stare at her. "Okay, I have a feeling I can't just crawl out of this. Um, so, how was your party?"

"Carter's moving. Explain." Dad walks in through the back door. "Do you know who's in your living room?"

"Is it a boy?" Dad asks. I nod yes. "John?" I nod again. He storms into the living room. I hear yelling. A door slams. "Jessica, room. Now." He follows her upstairs.