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“Sam’s still upstairs, I’m sure he’ll come down and help you with your video game later on. We don’t have any other plans for today, right?” Quinn said with a smile, helping herself to some toast. She’d gotten used to the way that things worked in the Evans household, which made her happy, it was like they accept her into the family, the family life that she had never had. “Sounds like a nice evening.” She grinned, nodding her head at her question. “Yeah, the party was lovely. I met some of Sam’s old friends, and…ex-girlfriends. He also got on stage and sung with his friends, which was nice.” She explained, recalling the evening in her mind.

Quinn smiled as Sam came into the room, chuckling softly as he mentioned the party. She didn’t know what his dad was talking about, so she just shrugged it off. The blonde was a little confused when Sam’s mother started shouting. He’d barely done anything, only walked into the room, but she seemed pretty mad. She watched as Sam and his mom talked, trying to figure out what his mom was mad about for herself. It was only when she saw his dad laughing that she knew something was obviously up. “Oh my god…” she said quietly as Stacey pointed out the hickey that was on his neck, and began pulling her hair around her face a little more, in the hope that it may cover any hickey’s that she hadn’t already managed to cover. She could feel herself blushing as she watched Sam walk out, knowing that if she followed him out, they’d look a little suspicious. “That’s it, Mrs Evans will hate me from now on.” She thought to herself, trying not to meet Mrs Evans’ eye. She took a deep breath before trying to start the conversation again, “What game were you playing, Stevie? The one that you got for Christmas?” She asked, turning her head away from Sam’s parents. She was silently hoping that Sam wouldn’t be too long getting his shirt, she was sure that his mother was going to be less than friendly towards her now.

“We don’t. We have to do something cool, Quinn.” Stacey smiled and listened carefully to her words. “Oh ex-girlfriends…Alice was nice, did you meet her?” she asked with a small smile “But I didn’t like this brunette girl, she was rude.” Stacey stated and looked towards her mother who rolled her eyes. Mrs. Evans didn’t like talking about her son’s ex-girlfriends. “Cool, what did he sing? He has to sing Justin Bieber today for me.” Stacey said with a grin. “He hasn’t done it for a very long time! I miss this. Besides, Sammy promised to sing  this new Justin’s Christmas song for me. I can’t wait to hear it!”

“Yeah, that’s the game. It’s fun but this level is so hard!” Stevie was super excited about it. “Don’t pout.” Mr. Evans nudged his wife with a smile on his face, he found this situation incredibly funny. “By the way…have you noticed that he has the same goofy smile as me after…” he asked but Sam’s mother interrupted him “God, Thomas please stop talking.” Mrs. Evans looked towards his husband biting on her a lip. “My boy.” Sam’s dad stated with a smile. The truth was that Sam got his personality from his dad, while his siblings took after both of the parents. Sam sat at the table a few minutes later and glanced at Quinn quickly not saying anything. “Good morning, Samuel, enjoy your breakfast.” Mr. Evans teased his son with a grin on his face. “I swear, Thomas you shouldn’t get breakfast today as well.” Mrs. Evans rolled her eyes. “You know I can’t live without breakfast.” Sam’s dad looked towards his mother raising his eyebrows. “You’ll use your super Jedi powers to prepare food for yourself.” The woman responded taking a sip of her coffee “How many times do I have to tell you that Jedi can’t use their powers to prepare food for themselves?” Mr. Evans sighed “How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t care about these stupid movies?” Sam chuckled hearing that, he loved seeing his parents teasing each other. “I’ve seen them about ten times with you, and I still have no idea why did I do it and why I’ve been putting up with you…” she looked towards Sam ”Well the two of you for so long.” Sam laughed hearing that, at least his mom was still herself. “You love us.” Mr. Evans kissed her cheek and finished eating his toast. “Yeah, right.” She mumbled “Your grumpy like an old lady.” Mr. Evans teased his wife again before Stacey spoke “We’re going to play the video game with Stevie, but you Sammy- you have to play for me today.” She tapped her brother’s arm and the two of them left the room. “I’m not old.” Mrs. Evans said sharply ignoring her husband’s comment “I didn’t say that. You’re just stressing everyone out. Poor Quinn, she’s scared every time you look at her.” Sam’s dad said with a small smile “Dad.” Sam muttered, he really didn’t to continue this talk. “What? That’s true. Julianne, you have to chill out. Remember when my mother caught us in…” he started but Mrs. Evans interrupted him with a small smile “Okay, okay, don’t say anything else.” Sam’s dad giggled and stood up. “Sam, uncle Earl bought the last figure we needed to our Star Wars collection. The General Grievous one. It was delivered yesterday, I forgot to tell you about it. Want to see it?” he asked his son with a smile. Sam immediately finished his breakfast. “No way! How did you get it? Of course I want to see it!” he exclaimed and followed his dad out of the kitchen forgetting about anything else.