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.