"Your dad is seriously awesome." Stella said once more.
"We get it Stell!" Mo exclaimed.
"We're all getting tired of hearing it." I added.
"Come on. Madison Square Garden. Be more excited!" Stella exclaimed.
"Why the hell did Will have to bring Uncle A?" Scott groaned. Everyone knew us to be 'long-lost-cousins' now. Of course, the 'long-lost' basically meant we never knew.
And Beech still didn't know Scott's a demigod. He thinks we're blood-related by our mothers.
"Why the hell did Will have to come?" I corrected.
"Don't you like your brother?" Charlie asked, confused.
Scott laughed.
"What?" Charlie asked.
"They don't get along. At all!" he laughed.
"Hey! I get along with him just fine, thank you very much." I protested.
"Yeah, dumping ice water down his shirt last summer was getting alone just fine," he said, sarcasm dripping in his every word.
I rolled my eyes.
"A, that was a dare. B, he deserved it."
"Sure he did." He rolled his eyes.
"Can I hit him?" I asked Mo.
"No," she shook her head.
I'll get him later.
"Where's the Stolls anyways? I haven't seen them in a week." Charlie said.
Scott and I exchanged looks.
"They're in New York," Scott said slowly.
"Why?" Wen asked.
"Their mom's getting married." Scott lied.
How I wish I could actually lie.