(Mentally) Under-aged

are in the wash.” Lucas said. Anastasia tapped her fingers against each other and looked at the ground, immediately feeling awkward. “Besides, Anastasia doesn’t mind. Do you?” Anastasia looked back at Lucas and her blush deepened. He was right, she really didn’t mind. Especially since he was the only person on her mind. But now he’ll stay in her mind in a another way after seeing Lucas, in only his boxers. No shirt, no pants; just his superman boxers. After the kiss she couldn’t get her mind off him and seeing this didn’t help whatsoever. As she got closer she studied him. His lean muscles, sculpted arms, firm legs. Her eyes widened as she saw his practically perfect figure. Her breath got caught in her throat as she sat down next to him, her gaze immediately going to the floor.

      “Uhm, no, not at all.” Anastasia mumbled keeping her gaze on the floor. Mrs. Draven jogged down the stairs, her eyes looking at Lucas.

      “Lucas, go put some clothes on.” Mrs. Draven sighed as she put her hands on her hips.

      “They’re washing.” A buzzer went off. Lucas tapped his fingers against his cheek and clicked his tongue. “And now they’re drying.” Mrs. Draven rolled her eyes as she went to the washroom to put the wet clothes into the dryer. Claire sat down in front of Anastasia and Lucas, her legs criss-crossed as she watched them curiously.

      “Anastasia.” Claire said. Anastasia looked at Claire, her blush slowly disappearing.

      “Yes?” Anastasia asked.

      “If you and Lucas are dating, do you make him sandwiches?” Claire innocently asked. Anastasia blinked. She approved the thought of them dating but the stereotypical woman in the kitchen? No way.

      “Well, I’d get him with a comeback for that question if we did date.” Anastasia said matter-of-factly.

      “Yeah, well with the things I’d do for you, you better come back with a sandwich.” Lucas smirked. Claire giggled at Lucas’s wordplay which she was unaware of. Anastasia looked at Lucas curiously.

      “And what would those things be exactly?” Anastasia smiled, her blush still on her face. Lucas looked out the window and whistled, refusing to let Anastasia see the red that spread on his face. Well, he wasn’t exactly sure what he’d do. After all, he was focused on being more of a four year-old than being the perfect boyfriend. A loud buzz came from the washroom and Lucas bolted over, running past Anastasia and Claire. He sighed thankfully as he crouched in front of the dryer and pulled out jeans and a shirt. Lucas grabbed his favorite superman shirt and shoved it on, his jeans following right after. Lucas guessed he’d make today superman day. After a few minutes of searching for a pair of socks, he quickly jogged up the stairs, down the hall, and into his room. He scowled at the sight on the floor. His window was broken, shattered glass littered the floor.

      “It’s bad enough I have Jonah to deal with but her too?” Lucas growled through gritted teeth. He didn’t have time for her, especially with Anastasia around. He shook his head as he carefully walked around the glass, slipped on his converse and put on his rainbow studded belt. Lucas stood in front of his closet and moved away a few comforters on the shelf at the top. He grabbed his toy spy gear and set it up next to the window. It looks like any child’s toy but after some editing done by Lucas, it might as well be used at a major company for security. Lucas walked over to his toy pirate chest and opened it, pulling out his T-Rex toy. He set it up so the mouth was facing the window. He grabbed the wire that hung from the laser sensor and connected the other end to the tail of the dinosaur.

      Just like the spy gear, this dino toy was also modified. A gun was well hidden within the toy. Lucas walked towards the door, looking back at his trap. Now if she tries to get through the window, she’ll have another thing coming. Lucas smirked as he left the room. He ran down the stairs and sat back down next to Anastasia. She looked at him curiously.

      “What was that crashing noise?” Anastasia asked, cocking her head to one side. Lucas shrugged as he stared out the window. That’s a story to tell later. And by later, he meant when Jonah was in jail.

      “Alright, is everyone ready for the carnival?” Mrs. Draven asked as she walked down the stairs. Lucas and Anastasia nodded, Claire jumped up from her sitting position on the floor and nodded her head as she giggled.