It had been a month since you moved in with the Walter's. Everything was going fine until there was a bet that you'd rather stay home instead of going to school with bleached hair.

it was the morning after Isaac put bleach in the shampoo, and you had bought hair dyed to return your hair back to brown.

"Goodmorning." You said. There was silence, not even a grunt of acknowledgement. Nathan was standing there making food when you walked duo to him.