Seventeen.

It was twenty minutes into dinner.

Hudson wasn't home yet.

Mr Martins called in that he would be coming later because of work.

So it was basically just Damien,Mel and Maria.

"I hope you like the food," Maria smiled. "I really don't know what you like,but I really hope that this is good"

Damien smiled.

"Of course it's good! I mean,wow!"

"Wait till you taste her pies,cookies and muffins" Mel whispered to Damien.

Damien grinned.

"My mother taught me how to make some of those"

"Really?!" Maria and her daughter said at the same time.

Damien nodded,eating some chicken.

"Well,if you don't mind,you could come over next week," Maria smiled. "I'd love to bake with you"

"Sure thing " Damien smiled.

"So,how is school going for you? Any stress fitting in?"

He shook his head.

"Eastlake High is pretty cool," he said. "I've met some good people,and otherwise"

"Well, that's a must in every school," Maria said. "There will always be the bad ones"

Damien nodded.