Alright new story. Don't own anything and here it is.
"Chris, where are you going?" Wyatt asked me before I could walk out of the kitchen.
"Out," I said hoping that he would drop it.
"Tell me," he said forcefully.
"I'm going out," I said back.
"Mom, where's Chris going?" he asked smirking slightly at the look I gave him.
"I didn't know he was going anywhere. Chris, where are you going?" Mom asked protectively.
"I'm going out," I repeated.
"That might work for the other parents, but not me. Tell me where you're going or I'm grounding you and I'll know if you orb," she said in a threatening way.
"I'm going out with some friends," I said quickly.
"Chris has a date," Aunt Phoebe said walking into the room and sensing what I was feeling.
"Who's the lucky girl?" Dad asked looking up from the paper.
"No one, just drop it," I said trying to get out of the kitchen.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell us her name, mister," Aunt Paige said blocking the door.
"Please move," I said in a begging voice.
"Tell us her name and I'll move," she said stubbornly.
"Mark, I'm going on a date with Mark!" I yelled before orbing out of the room.
