"Ashley, where the hell is your belt? Your damn jeans are falling off your ass. I prefer not to see your thong!" Madison says as she pulls a black studded belt and tosses it to me. I pull the jeans down to my knees, shake my ass twice and then I pull them up, looping the belt through them. She rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out at me but smiles.

"You should like my mother!" I exclaim and she just glares at me. I grab a pair of socks and my black Jack Purcell’s.

"Not cool! There’s no way in hell I wanna be like your mother. She’s a bitch."

"I know. I’m so glad Dad had this house down here." Aiden follows us downstairs and to my black SUV. "It’s one of the few things Mom didn’t know about. Then again, now she does but it’s not like she ever comes around." He looks up and down the street, obviously looking for someone or something but he can’t seem to find it. He sighs and I look over at Madison, nodding my head in his direction.

"True," Madison shrugs as we get into the car. Without looking back at him, she calls out, "Are you coming with Aiden?"

"You guys mind?" He asks, getting in before we answer. I just shrug as Madison starts the car and pulls out of the driveway. As we drive, I put my shoes and socks on, dumping my black slippers in the back with Aiden. "You wear way too much black, kiddo!" He says with a chuckle and Madison nods in agreement.

"Do not! It’s not my fault. It’s just what gets bought."

"You end up buying it, though. There’s my point."

"Whatever. Maddie, I’m hungry. Do we have time to get some food?" I plead with her.

"I told you to eat before we left." She rolls her eyes at me but smiles. She knew I wouldn’t eat at home unless we were staying home all day.

"I wasn’t hungry then. You still sound like my mother. Besides, just because you tell me to do something that doesn’t mean I’ll listen to you. Can we go to McDonalds?" I pull my puppy-dog face. The one she can’t resist. Batting my eyelashes, smiling and biting my lip. She rolls her eyes but nods.