You were Tory Nichols’ younger sister, by two years. Tory and you were on the couch, your back faced the door as you spoke, your words made her freeze. ”I could fall in love with Robby Keene, I hope I never see him again, or I will..” He had been sent to juvie again, unaware he was back, you also had no clue that Miguel, Hawk, Sam, Aisha, Demetri, and Robby were behind you, all frozen at your words, Tory gave them a look as you spoke, so you wouldn’t be embarrassed that they heard.