You bet I would not be able help myself but almost explode in anger, suffocating in my own sweat. Heated from rage and disgust I clenched my fist and screamed inwardly.

"Like seriously?", I said out of deep frustration, referring to no one in particular.

Well, who would I be talking to?

Xavier only looked at me from the car's inner mirror of the car with an emotionless glare. His face went back to his phone and for a moment I can't help but think he is probably watching naked girl twerk.

Looking at my father who has a big grin on his face as he stared at Devin through...