Summer's POV

"What do you mean my house exploded?!" I almost yelled when Luke told me that my house exploded last night, catching the attention of the people around us.

"Yeah." Luke says. "The firemen told us it's because of the gas stuff in the kitchen."

"What?" I kinda whined. "We didn't even cook anything."

"Sorry, Summer."

I sighed as I take another bite of my pancake. Luke and I are currently in this fast food near NYMH for breakfast. I woke up a bit early and Luke is already up when I opened my eyes.

"You can stay at our house." Luke offers.

"I can't do that." I refused....