“How much longer?” I asked as he drove down what seemed to me like endless roads. He rolled his eyes.
“10 minutes," he replied casually as he drummed against the steering wheel to a song on the radio.
“You said that ten minutes ago!” I snapped and he rolled his eyes again.
“No, ten minutes ago, I said ‘shut up and wait,’” he reminded me and I glared at him.
Finally, we pulled up to a house that was pretty big. Well, it has to be. As far as I know, 6 people live here. I suddenly remembered that Waverly’s here and I slumped my shoulders. When we walked up the stairs, Jonah turned to me. “Are you ready?”
“For what?” I asked curiously. I hope he wasn’t planning to have Waverly try and attack me or something. I’d hate to have to choke slam her on such a nice porch.
Instead of replying, he
