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serious!” said Lark. “As if living in California weren’t bad enough. Now we’ve got to share our home with
them
.” Fuming, she turned and made her way to the house. When she reached the front steps, she turned back. “And don’t ever ask me to sing in public again!” she shouted.
    With that, she stomped inside and up the stairs to her room and threw herself onto her bed. She was clearly going to be spending a lot more time in here from now on—it was the only place where she’d be safe from
them
!

CHAPTER
    FOUR
    Whoever said that teenage males were averse to grooming had obviously never lived with them.
    Lark’s three new housemates hogged the bathroom all morning, using up every last drop of hot water and leaving a trail of wet towels across the entire floor. By the time Lark finally got into the shower, there wasn’t even enough time to wash her hair. Not that she could have done so anyway, as between them they’d finished all the shampoo! Evidently one of the boys had helped himself to Lark’s blemish cream, because half of it was squirted all over the vanity.
    When Lark arrived in the kitchen, she discovered that the Abbey Road boys had also eaten a whole box of cereal and polished off an entire carton of orange juice. Mrs. Fitzpatrick had fried a dozen eggs, but by the time Lark sat down at the table, they’d gobbled down every last one.
    â€œThey’re growing boys,” Donna said with a shrug. “But since the whole reason they’re bunking here instead of in a hotel is to save some money, I wish I had factored in the expense of teenage boys’ appetites.”
    â€œThey’re growing, all right,” muttered Lark. “Growing more annoying by the minute.”
    Right now, the boys were taking selfies in their fancy new home. “Check this out,” called Max, striking a funny pose in front of the huge television.
    â€œNow take one of us,” Aidan said, thrusting his phone into Max’s hand. He and Ollie stood with their arms around each other’s shoulders and made silly faces.
    â€œNice one,” said Ollie, chuckling as he looked at the picture. “I’m going to send that one to my brother—he’ll be dead jealous when he sees the pool in the background!”
    Lark glared at the boys. For the first time since she’d moved to LA, she was actually looking forward to spending the day at school. Only now did it occur to her to wonder how the boys would be handling their education.
    â€œDid you enroll the boys in school?” she asked her mother nervously. Setting these three loose on Beverly Hills High would give a whole meaning to the term “British Invasion.”
    â€œThey’ll have tutors,” Donna replied. “And since they’re going to be homeschooled, I’ll need you to clean out the room over the garage when you get home. They can have their lessons in the kitchen for today, but starting tomorrow, that’s going to be the school room and rehearsal space.”
    Lark felt anger bubble up in her chest. That room was one of the only things she liked about living in a house the size of the
Titanic
. “That’s where I like to go to practice guitar and keyboard,” she reminded her mother. “All my instruments are there. Not to mention that room has the best acoustics in the whole house.” It was also far enough away that nobody could hear her sing.
    â€œI know, honey. But we all have to make sacrifices if we want this to work,” her mother said.
    Lark bit back a sarcastic comment. It didn’t seem like the boys were having to make a whole lot of sacrifices. Right now, the three of them were horsing around on the sofa. Max and Aidan were laughing hysterically as Ollie did an imitation of a teacher at their old school.
    Glancing down at the calendar on her phone, Donna called the boys over. “Boys, when your classes are finished for the