#Chapter193

Guess Who?

Maggie

We arrived back at school and the house. The car ride exhausted me, and I had to deal with everyone’s bickering. Yep, that’s right. They bickered about bathroom breaks and where to eat.

Once we got back, I carried my bag to my room and tossed it onto the floor. Then I collapsed onto my bed. I hadn’t felt well since Christmas break.

Someone climbed on top of me.

“Nash, I’m tired,” I said into my pillow.

“Aww, no kissy, kissy for your brother?”

I screamed, and Marco flew off the bed.

“I guess not.” He grinned.

Ugh.

“Marco, Nixon is here for you to harass,”...