Michael North
"Mikey," I scowled at the nickname. I shut my laptop sitting up on my bed before I rose from it. My feet were bare as they pressed against the wooden floor. I padded my way to the door. He knocked again before I reached out for the door handle, pulling it open. Standing on the other side of the door in his superman pjs was Adrian my half brother. His blonde hair fell in curly locks, grown longer than he should have let it. He looked up at me with the same forest green eyes as my own.
"What?" I said curtly, Adrian bit his bottom lip as I crossed my hands over my chest.
"I'm hungry," he informed me and I just rolled my eyes.
"So?" I said my voice as cold as ice.
"You're supposed to be taking care of me," he said as he mimicked my demeanor, crossing his own hands over his small chest.