Chapter 4: Dinner
Dinner was silent, only the sound of our spoons and plates made noise, my eyes drifted to my aunt engrossed in eating.
I swallowed hard before opening my mouth to speak, tugging some loose strand of my hair behind my ear. "So... are there any other house rules?"
Seemed like she was waiting for me to speak as her face beamed. I didn’t know what that was but it seemed as if she wanted me to be comfortable with her.
"The first rule is the important one,"
"So there are other rules" I raised an eyebrow.
"Well not much, you’re a growing teen I’m sure your mom already told you the dos and not,"
"Right," I muttered, poking my fork into my salad.
"Well like no much friends over the house and oh the one with the parties and boys"
"Relax, none of those are gonna happen," I said with a huff.