Ryan's POV
I sat at the dinner table, lost in my own thoughts. It has been a long day running errands and doing things I hate.
I just wanted to finish my meal and retreat to my room for some much-needed relaxation. But it seems that can't happen because of my ever annoying mother.
My mother's voice disrupted my thoughts as she asked, "Ryan would wake Katelyn up for school tomorrow, help her prepare for school and give her a ride."
I turned my gaze to her, shooting her a glare. I was silent while they spoke and chatted. I never wanted to join the conversation. It was obvious that I don't want to be here, but they can't just let me be.
"Am I her alarm now?" I asked in anger, forgetting that Mr. Bryan was here.
Yet my mother repeated her words, making it sound firm and I turned my gaze
