"So, what are we going to do with him?" Kaito asked. "Because as much as I find him weird, I ain't that much of an ass to leave him out in weather like this."
"I'd let him stay at mine if all my family from Cuba weren't here,” Claire said. “I mean, I'm sharing my room with Marco, Elena, Tina, Alejandro and Diego."
"My parents are strict. There's no way they'd let me have friends stay the night," Kaito muttered.
"He can stay at mine,” Max whispered.
Roland scowled as he looked over at Max. Why was he trying to be helpful now?
"Zeke, what's your excuse?" Roland said, looking at the boy. Zeke shook his wet hair, getting water splashes on Kaito, who scowled as he smacked him on the arm.
Zeke shrugged as he ran a hand through his pale hair. "I just don't want to."
"Well, we can't take
