Nobody's too old for minions

#Chapter26 Nobody's too old for minions

I got the eye of a tiger, a fighter

Dancing through the fire

Cause I am a champion,

And you're gonna hear me roar

Louder, louder than a lion

Cause I am a---

My beautiful, if I may say, singing as well as my expert dancing, is interrupted by the sound of the door bell ringing. I would ask my mom to get the door, but she's not here. I'm home alone.

I quickly put in a popcorn packet in the microwave and I heat it up before leaving the kitchen to see who's at the door. I twist the knob and open the door-- Jordan's at my door.

Jordan's at my door?

/"Hello?/" He waves a hand in front of my face, trying to catch my attention.

/"Jordan? What are you doing here?/" I ask him.

/"No 'hi'?/" He quirks his eyebrow.

/"No time for that. What are you doing at my house?/"