Lily was at home by the weekend, her mother would be coming home soon.
"The britches birthed more flowers; the flowers birthed more petals and the petals birthed..." Lily paused, irritation seeping in.
"Jordan? Are you even listening?" she snapped.
Jordan lay stretched across the sofa, eyes fixed on the television, a lapful of chocolate cookies within reach. “Listening to what?” he said lazily. “Your piece of crap?” He shoved another cookie into his mouth.
“For your information, this piece of crap is my thirty marks, i***t!”
“Right. Almighty princess,” he drawled. “And how exactly is that my problem? You are the one skipping classes. Or were you off hunting for a Luna to fall in love with while your classes were on?” He lifted his fingers to his head, mimicking wolf ears.
“Jordan!” L
