Thanks for the reviews! A lot of you guys are on team Ian so maybe I'll work with that some more in the next couple of chapter. I still like Hamilton though; I'm not a big fan of Kurt. Please, PLEASE continue to tell me which team you guys are on! Please continue to review! Thanks- Brit799 3

Nellie POV

As soon as Amy entered the kitchen I could tell something was wrong. She slumped into a seat and rested her head o the table- something she never did.

"What's wrong," I asked,

"Why do you think something's wrong?" she murmured, I rolled my eyes. Amy usually wasn't stupid, it was so-so-so Dan!

"Hello? You're still wearing your pj's-" not that I should've judged, I was wearing a robe.

"Can't I wear whatever I want in my own house?" she asked raising her voice,

"and you're tired,"

"So?"

"You usually sleep well, what's wrong?"

"NOTHING!" she shouted. That was surprising, Amy wasn't the one to yell, that was again-like Dan. Before I could show I was startled, the phone rang. I walked passed her, to the counter and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

Amy POV

Maybe I shouldn't have yelled, Nellie's always there for me. I might've even woken up everyone else. I watched Nellie pick up the phone and ask "hello?"

She stared at me, as if to say something. She nodded her head and said, "Okay, next week then?" and then hung up. Nellie walked up to me,

"You know you can tell me anything right?" uh-oh. I nodded my head without making eye contact,

"You know that I'll always be here if you ever want to talk right?" double uh-oh's. Before I could react to that, Dan walked in, he was wearing his ninja boxers and t-shirt.

"What's with the shouting?" he yawned; Nellie ignored his question and went back to making breakfast for everyone.

Natalie walked in wearing her Victoria's secret pink nightgown and pink fuzzy slippers. I'm surprised neither of them were embarrassed, they had A LOT in common.

"Morning Ames, Dan, Natalie, and Nello," said Hamilton while he walked in. Nellie looked offended and Hamilton looked tired. He, like everyone else, was also wearing his pj's. He sat down next to me after getting a plate and fork,

"You look down," he commented.

"That's because her head is down," said Dan as he sat across from Hamilton at the table. Hamilton rolled his eyes and reworded his comment,

"I mean, you look upset." I felt like telling Hamilton why. It was so easy to talk to Hamilton. I probably would've have told him, but then Ian walked in. I thought at least IAN would've been dressed. He wasn't. He was wearing black silk pj pants and a grey t-shirt.

"Morning," unlike everyone else, he sounded wide awake. He got a fork and plate and sat on my other side.

"Morning," Nellie, Natalie, and Dan said. Nellie walked over with a pan and slid white puffy pancakes on each of our plates. Then she put a bottle of syrup in the middle of the table and sat beside Natalie.

Ian POV

The whole breakfast time, I was thinking about asking Amy out. What if Hamilton got mad? When you get a Holt mad, it's like getting a 2000 pound tiger mad. Not that Hamilton was fat- he just buff. But it's not like Amy and Hamilton are together, it shouldn't matter to him. It was the perfect time! It was a beautiful Sunday morning, Hamilton and Dan was playing a game in the game room, Natalie and Nellie went shopping, Kurt was at a job interview, and Amy and I were watching TV.

"You want to go eat tonight?" I practised in my head,

"Sure," Amy replied. Maybe I hadn't said that in my head. I should work on that, Note to Self: Learn how to talk in your head. But wait, did she say yes?

"What time?" she asked, she did say yes! I smiled at her.

"Is 6 okay?"

"Yeah," I spent the next couple of hours watching TV with her. Hamilton didn't stand a chance!