We woke up the next morning to loud knocking on the door. "Dominic. Open the door! Right now!"
"s**t!" Dominic quickly gets out of bed. "It's my dad."
"Your dad?" I whispered. "What is he doing here? What time is it?"
He checks the clock. "It's 8. I don't know why he's here. Maybe there's some family emergency." He takes his pajama pants off and puts on a pair of jeans. He tosses me my jeans. "Put these on. We'll tell him we were heading out for breakfast."
"Dominic, are you in there?" his dad yells as the knocking continues.
"Yeah. Just a minute."
I take his shorts off and put on my jeans, then try to brush my hair with my fingers. Dominic opens the door just a c***k.
"Dad, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
Mr Kensington shoves the door open and storms into the room, stopping w
