"What are you looking at?" That was the first thing Royal asked Dylan as she entered into the kitchen that morning. It had been four days since he arrived and he had decided to stay two weeks before going back to the United States, and that news had elated her.
He had only just told her about it last night, so she had gone to bed a very happy best friend, and she had woken up that way. Now, she had just woken up and came downstairs at eight o'clock in the morning. She had slept in because Dylan promised to cook her his famous breakfast of oatmeal. This was why she was just waking up and walking into the kitchen.
When Dylan looked over his shoulder to see her, he slammed the lid of the computer shut and looked as if he had been caught watching porn. Royal giggled and shook her head. "Why
