my parents must have found my room, because there they were. standing in sam and my's room. they looked puzzled to see both my and his stuff in the same room.
"eevee...?" they murmerd. o boy, i'm in trouble.
i put on a fake smile. "oh, i must have forget to mention it to you." i fake laughed out.
they stared.
i started fiddling with my eyebrow rings, a bad habit i do when i'm nervous. trouble is, they knew my bad habbits. great, now they know i'm nervous.
it came to my father first. his eye's went big and his face went red.
"wekindofsharearoom" i said quickly.
i looked at sam with a face that screamed 'help!'