Jayde's pov
The guy that Brent took me to meet today was nothing short of rude.
I storm into the house with him hot on my heels and i wonder why he is still laughing.
"Is that you Jayde?" Mum shouts from the kitchen. I give a grunt of assent and i move on into the living room to get some water to drink. I am sure half the blood in my body has boiled by this point and if i am not careful i am sure that i will just evaporate so i can get away from the thought of that guy.
"Oh hey Brent, how you doing today?"
