Brandon
Weeks of this miserable place. He was done. James and Cal would wake his ass up early as f**k, run Brandon and Toby on meaningless drills—trying to wear them out—then feed them. Really, they were a nice replacement for losing football, but there was no need to have them so damn early in the morning.
Then there was school.
They started this stupid school, and it’s nothing but learning about every stupid fantasy movie his mom and brother watched come to life. Vampires. Ugh, at least they don’t f*****g sparkle. Witches. If they even tried some hocus pocus crap on him, he was going to lose it.
Sorcerers. He hated them on sight. Smug, arrogant, assholes. Ethan wasn’t so bad once Brandon spent more time around him. He was helpful. He showed Brandon and Toby around the s
