Nina’s POV:
“Hello,” Piper sang and pushed her way inside.
Piper is my younger sister, third youngest of my whole ridiculously large family. She has the same eye color as me, but her black hair is a bit waiver, and her cheeks are a bit higher than mine. Unlike me, who takes life a bit too seriously, she likes to party, following her life quote of YOLO.
“Why are you here?” I asked as she scanned the whole complex.
She dropped the duffle bag on the ground. “Woah, your boyfriend is loaded,” she said, making her way around the room. “And smoking hot too.”
I crossed my arms, “Matt, isn’t my boyfriend.” Why does everyone keep assuming that? Can’t a guy and girl live together without the assumption that they are together?
She turned around with widening eyes. “Then, can I have him
