Zoey's boys? XD
Her parents were being oddly nice to her and she wasn't completely sure why.
Lavender left the guest house and walked the hundred or so yards to the main house. She let herself in and as soon as she closed the door, she heard yelling.
"She is a spoiled brat, Thomas!" Lavender's mother was saying very loudly from the kitchen, "We give her a place to live, we offer her every thing that a young girl could possibly want or need and she disrespects us. I've had it."
"Belle, you're being unreasonable. She is still a child, there is no reason to make her get a job. We have plenty of money." Thomas retorted, his voice calm and even, as always.
Lavender gasped and placed a hand over her mouth. A job? Why in the world did her mother want her to get a job?
Before she heard anything else or they heard her, Lavender left the house and apparated to the first person she could think of: Zoey.
Lavender left the guest house and walked the hundred or so yards to the main house. She let herself in and as soon as she closed the door, she heard yelling.
"She is a spoiled brat, Thomas!" Lavender's mother was saying very loudly from the kitchen, "We give her a place to live, we offer her every thing that a young girl could possibly want or need and she disrespects us. I've had it."
"Belle, you're being unreasonable. She is still a child, there is no reason to make her get a job. We have plenty of money." Thomas retorted, his voice calm and even, as always.
Lavender gasped and placed a hand over her mouth. A job? Why in the world did her mother want her to get a job?
Before she heard anything else or they heard her, Lavender left the house and apparated to the first person she could think of: Zoey.