C8 Eight

My head was still firmly rested in my hands when someone knocked pretty hard and distinctively on the front door. My heart started thumping.

What if it was Caleb and he was back to shout at me? But what if it was James coming to shout at me as well? Either way I was in a bad situation.

Slowly, I tip toed over to the door, hoping that whoever it was, would leave before I got there. But