I woke up to empty stop next to me. It was close to noon. There was a note left on Toms pillow.

I smiled reading it aloud. "I didn't have the courage to wake you up. You looked to peaceful. I'll be at practice. Stop by around lunch."

I stretched and got out of bed taking a shower, this time in the guest bedroom. Yesterday I was able to finally unpack. Since it was mid June it was a hot summer on the east. I pulled out some shots, a braelett, and a plaid button down, paired with some old sneakers I haven't worn.

I went back to Toms room to fix the bed and put anything away that was out of place, which were his shorts that were on his side of the bed.

I went back to the guest room to grab a purse and my phone and headed to the kitchen. I grabbed me a water bottle and apple and bit into it as I called Nick.

"Nick, were are." I asked once he answered.

"About to head out."

"Can you do me a favor?"

"What?"

"Take me to football practice."

"What? Dad and Robert don't let anyone in on closed practice not even me."

"They will let me." I said.

"No they won't."

"trust me. Just get over to Toms and call me once your outside."

"Fine."

I finished my apple waiting for Nicks phone call. "I'm outside. Hurry up." He said and hung up.

Once I was at the lobby floor and stepped out of the elevator. The receptionist smiled at. "Afternoon, Miss Belichick."

"Morning." I said. I didn't even known she knew me.

"Would you like me to call you a driver?" She asked.

"No thank you, my brothers just outside." I smiled.

"Okay, have a great day, Miss Belichick."

"Jana, is fine."

She smiled at me and I stepped out.

Nicks car was outside entrance and I stepped to open the door and climbed in.

"Hey." I said.

"Hi." He mumbled and drove off before I could put on my seatbelt.

"What's wrong?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.

"Nothing." He mumbled.

"Okay, well if you want to talk I'm here."

"Okay."

Nick was home for the summer until he went back to college for football. He's in his senior year, and plays wide receiver. He had planned on taking a few classes durning the spring and summer, but my mom asked him to come home since it's been forever since both of us have been home at the seem time.

"I think moms having empty house syndrome." I said.

"What?" He laughed.

"You know when your nest is empty. I think that's why she wanted us home this summer."

"You think? I don't think she is because she would want us in the same house as her."

I shrugged. "I don't know. How do you like living on your own."

"I don't know Jana it's only been two days."

"What's is like to live with Brady?"

I shrugged. "Normal."

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