“Ahh, what the hell. I thought you were sleeping?!” I yelled at Jeremy, who was standing up peeing.

“Uh, I had to go to the bathroom. Why are you in a towel?” He asked, exploring my body with his eyes.

“Stop looking at me and get out. I need to get dressed.” I say sternly, glaring at him in the meantime.

“Na, I like what I see. Plus, it’s not like I don’t know what’s under that towel.” Was he seriously smirking at me. If he thinks he will be seeing my body any time soon, he needs to think again.

“Get out. You will not be coming anywhere close to see what’s under this towel for as long as I say. So go now!” I yelled. He done pissed me off.

“We’ll see about that cupcake.” He said smirking. Walking out of the bathroom, closing the door with him.

Cupcake, seriously. I hate that pet name. I hurriedly got dressed and than brushed my hair, placing it in a ponytail. Since, my toiletry bag was on the counter. Then, I went out of the bathroom and headed my way upstairs. I was going to avoid him as much as possible. This is the only way I could get through this thing. I went into the living room and sat on one of the sofas, taking a deep breath trying to calm me down.

“How’s things going dear?” Mrs. Salvatore asked me.

“Just peachy.” I say sarcastically.

“Well, come on it can’t be to bad.” She says back.

“Yes it can, your son is a complete ass by the way.” I snapped at her.

“Well I can tell you’re mad, so I’m going to walk away now. By the way things will get better hun.” She says, leaving me in my peace. I sat there for what seemed like hours. Then Jeremy came into the living.

“Get to the dinning room dinner is done.” Jeremy said, walking back out of the living room. I really hated being told what to do.