Mum stepped aside as I walked up the stairs to my room. I dropped my bags on the floor and shut the door behind me. I hated it when she said that. I walked to my desk, sat down and turned my laptop on. There was a knock at the door.
"Yeah?" I said loudly. The door opened and Robert was there.
"Can I come in?" my brother asked.
"Sure." He came in and closed the door. He sat on the edge of my bed.
"I've just got back," he said.
"Me too," I replied as my laptop loaded.
"I know." Robert paused. "I saw you and Seth in the car," he whispered.
"I won't tell Mum, don't worry about that."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "What's the catch?"
"Why does there have to be a catch?" he asked defensively.
"Because you're you. You didn't get an A+ in business studies for being nice."
"I won't tell Mum if you do something for me."
"Depends what it is."
"I want to know everything that goes on between you and Seth."
"No deal," I replied instantly. I didn't even need to think about it.
"Then I guess Mum finds out."
"Robert, please. You're my brother. And if that's not enough, I might just have to tell Mum about your little... sleepover with Stefanie."
"You tell her about that and I'll..."
"Shoot me? Stab me? Mount my head on a spike?"
"All of the above," he said.
"Why do you hate me so much, Robert?" I asked sadly.
He raised his eyebrows in shock. "What?"
"Why do you hate me?"
"I don't hate you. I love you, I just really don't approve of your taste in guys."
"Seth makes me happy. There aren't many people I can say that about."
Robert smiled. "Whatever your choices, they're yours and I won't influence you or try to stop you. And besides, it's a sister's job to not listen to her big brother."