Xander (POV)
My sister wouldn't look at us when we finally made it to the kitchen.
"About time," my mother said frustrated.
"Sorry, the paint was harder to get off than I thought," I told her.
Her frustration died a little. "Paint can be a pain, especially on clothes," she said guesting for us to sit at the kitchen table.
I pulled Jazmine's chair out. I could feel my mom watching me.
"So, help me bring the plates over,"mom told Sophia.
Sophia didn't say anything as she helped bring the plates and drinks over. I was going to have to have a very uncomfortable conversation with my sister.
"So," my mom said, taking her seat. "Are you excited to start at a new school?" She asked Jazmine.
"Nervous, would be more accurate," Jazmine told her.
"A new school can be overwhelming. "But yo
