(VIOLA’S POV)
I was out of breath when I got back home. As I climbed the porch carefully because of how exhausted I was, I saw that someone was in a corner of the front porch. Dean. My younger brother was head bent over his video game with his earplugs in and from what it looked like, he had not noticed that I was even back. So I carried in with that energy carefully sneaking up on him.
Immediately I had gripped his arm quickly with a jerk, he exclaimed and almost dropped his video game on the ground. Then his eyebrows shut up as he looked at me in recognition.
“Viola!” He said to me in grumpy voice.
“Yes Sir.” I greeted him batting my eyelashes at him. “Did I scare you there?”
He shook his head at me even though his cheek had turned red. “No you did not. I was just a little startled
