“Hey! We’re watching that!”Glenn protested, trying to get the remote back. “You might be, but the midget here is grounded, remember?”he said calmly, looking at Cassie. “Sorry, kidlet, but you know the rules. No TV, phone, or stereo until your grades come up. I’ll help you if you’re having trouble.” “You’re mean!”Cassie stomped her foot. “You’re not my father or even the boss of me. My grades are none of your business.” “I’m making them my business, young lady. Consider yourself fortunate I’m not your father, otherwise we would not be having this discussion right now because you’d be across my knee for blowing off your restriction. As for not being the boss of you, I actually am. As are Rob and even Glenn, here. I’m good in History and English. We can get you caught up in no time.” “I don’t need your help!”Cassie hissed, stomping away. Bryon winced at the familiar door slam as Glenn glared at him with contempt. “Why did you have to go and do that? We were having fun. She even let me hold her last night.”
