Chapter 22. Do I Like Him?

Bree’s POV

I heard a knock on my door. “Come in.” I say, half asleep, and I look up to see my mom.

“Sweetie, I thought you were going to a friend’s place for your English assignment.” She comes to sit on my bed.

“What time is it? I think I overslept.” I asked, my voice sounding cracked.

“It should be 5 p.m. now. Come on, get up.” She stands, walking out of my room.

I quickly washed my face before changing my clothes. I applied a little bit of makeup to get rid of the sleep mark. I picked up my bag, put in my phone and the book, and then ran downstairs.

“Hey Mom,” I said, walking into the living room to see my mom and Asher sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in their hands as they watched the TV.

“Bree.” Asher squealed happily.

Where does this boy get his energy from? He is always happy and energetic.

I wish I was like you, little brother, but all I have are lazy bones.

I ran over to him, scooping him up from