I stared up at the house, intimidated. I was here to hang out with Cyrus... not for my mom's job. He actually asked me to come over. I know, the last time I came was somewhat similar but Cyrus invited me this time. I dragged my bag out of the passenger's seat and walked up the steps to the front door. I went to knock but the door swung open.
"Hey!" Patricia nearly shouted, smiling at me. She glanced behind me.
"Your mom's running a bit late?" She asked with her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Actually... I'm here to, uhm..." I began, nervously. What was I supposed to say? 'Your son and I are friends and we're going to hang out today.' Actually, that doesn't sound too bad.
"She's here for me, Mom." Cyrus said, butting in as he galloped down the stairs. His mother's eyes widened slightly as
