“Come on in–did you not notice your sleeve’s torn?” Parrish immediately spotted the loose threads dangling from Alessia’s cuff.

“I snagged it on something by accident.” Alessia didn’t have the heart to admit she’d gotten it caught while sneaking through an alley.

“Go change first. Come back down when you’re done.”

If it had been anyone else, Alessia would have rolled her eyes and walked away. But with Parrish, she could only nod and head upstairs without a word.

As soon as Alessia disappeared into her room, Parrish grabbed Cole by the ear, making him yelp and clutch at Parrish’s hand, face twisting in pain.

“Dad, let go! Ouch, ouch, that hurts!”

“Oh, so you *do* feel pain, huh? I told you to bring Lessie straight home, but what did you do? And what’s with that mess on your head?”

“I think it looks pretty cool, actually.”

Seeing Cole’s smug grin, Parrish flicked him hard on the forehead.

“Is that how a student should look? You want to dye your hair every which way over winter and summer break, fine–but you’d better have it back to normal before school starts tomorrow.”

Doing two colors at once

“Then shave it off.”

made a face. “Oh, come on, Dad, just let it go.

him suspiciously. “And this plan will actually get Lessie back

class?”

Cole draped an arm companionably over Parrish’s shoulder, standing

you little punk.” Despite the words, Parrish’s tone was more fond

stern.

it—if Lessie fixes her hair,

worries,” Cole said, thumping his

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dyeing hurts your hair. If it’s really going to be painful… maybe I’ll talk to your teacher and see if we can

I don’t do it

to put Parrish at

enough. I need a shower.” Parrish waved him off, shooing Cole

stepped out of the bathroom to find Jade sprawled across her bed, watching reality TV and laughing her head off, all

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