Trevor's POV
Tuning all the conversation that was coming from the room as I was in my little world of mine. I was in this meeting with the same people trying to agree with my father to rebuild Central Park playground.
I mean that park looks so unsafe anyways by how many kids get kidnapped. I would never let Noah take Elle to that park knowing how many pedophiles and sick people are out there.
I could feel the intense stare in my father's eyes as I looked up to meet his eyes. He hates it when I don't engage in conversation with them and he knows that I might say something smart.
He gives me a warning stare then turns back to them. Sighing deeply, I place my hand on my forehead from a rapid headache that was forming. I could feel it pinging at the top of my skull.
Great now I'm having an intense headache that makes my day go even worse.