Freya’s Point of view:
Knock, knock.
Our laughter was interrupted by a gentle tap on the office door.
"Ahem." I cleared my throat and waved at the guys to quit their playing around.
Mason ran over to the couch and sat in it placing the fire extinguisher down the side, out of view. Evan then looked at me and pointed at his hair then whispered to me,
"How am I supposed to explain this?"
I sniggered then took my bright pink hoodie off of the coat stand next to the desk and threw it at him.
"Really?" He questioned me in a whisper while raising an eyebrow at me.
With a smirk on my face, I shrugged at him then straightened my face and sat down at my desk.
Knock, knock.
Another tap at the door a little louder this time.
"Com...." I began to answer but Evan waved his hands at me and
