Hey people! I just finished updating Barefoot.

So, I will of course reply to THESE reviews.

Anjelina-HouseofUnnaturalPrep- Here is the update :D

- Alright, here is the continued part!

Keekee4ever: I think a lot of people are. Nina was the only name that I changed from the beginning letter, because I wanted to jazz it up.

Scene-872- I was going for more of Gothic. Because Patricia isn't really emo in the show at all, and I want to keep her in character. The bands maybe… because I just have to listen to them first…

Jellybean96: This will be fun :D

Actress11: CONTINUED!

Here is the next installment of: uhh HOUSE OF BOYS!

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Nina/Connor's POV

My thoughts were correct about Pallas. He walked in with another guy, laughing about probably something stupid. As soon as they saw me, every guy in the house acted all defensive.

"Who are you?" Pallas asked. He had longer blonde hair, and a beanie on. He had one ear pierced, and was wearing the uniform like the others.

"Pallas dear, this is Connor. He is your new roommate." Trudy paused. "How many times have I told you to stop wearing hats around school and the house?"

Pallas mumbled something, sounding like the number one hundred. I believed the guy standing next to him was Maxwell, mostly because on the back of his bag it read: Max Jaffray.

Maxwell had short brown hair, and geeky glasses. He pushed them up and put his hand out. "Maxwell Jaffray the third."

"Connor." I took his hand and shook it awkwardly. Pallas completely ignored me and walked off with Maxwell talking about Green Day.

"Nice guy." I muttered. The next boy to introduce himself was an athletic looking guy named Mick. Other introduced themselves as Fabian, Jerome, or Alfie.

But Ashton Millington, the blonde idiot seemed to catch me off guard. He was bubbly and blunt. I shrugged the thought off and sat down to eat. Pallas thought I was suspicious and started attacking me with questions.

"Where do you live? Are you rich? Any cash? You family?" The questions went on and on, as I tried to juggle and answer them. Trudy said that they were getting personal after the eighteenth question.

As soon as I went to bed, I was ambushed by more questions from Pallas. I just told him to go to bed, and I listened to the song: Boulevard of Broken Dreams play.

Patricia/Pallas POV

Something was up with that boy. He just seemed different, and I had to keep my defense up. It would be gross if he started hitting on me.

I turned off the light and fell asleep.