#Chapter13

Avatia's POV.

I heard the door bell and looked at the grandpa clock above the doorpost. It’s exactly 15 minutes. Is this man some sort of perfect alien? He's so time cautious. I looked down at my extra large T-shirt with a hamburger picture on it and shrugged. It’s not like I'm trying to impress him. I walked to the door and opened it.

"What do you want from me?" I asked with all the courage left in my heart.

He didn't say a word, instead, he pushed passed me and made his way into my house. Such a brute.

I folded my arms over my chest and repeated...