City Kiddy, Meet Mountain Brat (bxb)

Chapter 1 Welcome Home

Max(P.O.V) "Max? Wake up baby. We are nearly there."

I rubbed my eyes and lifted my head off the cold passenger side window. The sun outside the window was beginning it's decent below the horizon, staining the sky pink and orange.

I stared sleepily outside. Oh Lord there were so many trees. Nature was pressing in on all sides. I took a deep breath. Everything was good, I will adapt. For mamma Jill I will adapt!

I looked over at my mother. She had smooth deeply tanned skin and shinning dark curls that fell past her shoulders. She was dressed in a snug sweater and a pain of star spangled leggings.

"Are you excited?" She asked me nervously. She was glancing sideways at me biting her lip anxiously.

We were moving; out of the city and far from society into the mountains. Jill had adopted me when I was seven and she waited a long time to move in with her boyfriend, because she was scared I wouldn't want to move.

She couldn't have been farther from the truth. Of course I was nervous. I had lived in the city all my life, a big city! But Roy made my mom happy, like really happy and he was good to her. I got along very well with Roy. We had hung out numerous times over the past three years.

Roy was dark hairs and handsome with very attractive stubble on his face, bit he was damn tall. True I, maybe, topped five-five, but Roy was...very mountain man looking.

"Of course I'm excited." I assured my mom. She beamed at me, flashing her perfect white teeth.

"Really? Good. You are going to like his kids, I think. Clayton is your age and Amanda is twenty-two, I have only met Franky once, he is Amanda's twin, bit they won't be there for a while. This will be fun!" She rambled quickly. She had the tendency to ramble when she was nervous.

She had told me all of this stuff before, but I listened to her intently, none the less.

"Max," she looked at me sternly. "Please be honest with me. If you don't like it we can move back."

"Mom stop!" I said exasperatedly. I took her hand and squeezed it. " I will love it! Roy makes you happy and that makes me happy. I'd you're happy how can I not be?" I said sincerely, smiling at her.

I watched her tan cheeks flush with happiness as tears of joy welled in her carnal colored eyes.

She loved it dearly when I called here mother. Which she was. The person who birthed me was nothing more than an egg donor. Jill Verde was my mother.

" it will be a shift going from the city to...well...BFE, but!" She said adding emphasis to the word. "This countryside is beautiful and secluded with a beautiful lake and an incredible view of the mountains, and his house! Maxie his house!! Its to die for! The living room is as big as our apartment!" She said in an excited whisper.

I felt a goofy grin split across my face. Alright, I was really excited about this move.

" and...you can bring Penelope up on the weekends. She said slyly.

Penelope was my girlfriend of six months. I smirked at mama Jill. "Cool"

"Oh Max!" She yelled suddenly, throwing her arm out across my chest.

My first reflex was to look panicstricken out the windshield as the gripped the edge oft he seat with white knuckles, but instead of the bear ridding moose I expected to come crashing through the windshield and into my lap, all I saw was a little village.

It really was a little village, with cobble stone sidewalks, a smattering of stores, one gas station, a super market and a radio station...and that was it. No stop lights, not even a stop sign, just a yield sign by a medical clinic. Damn the place hardly had street lamps.

"Look it's the town!" My said excitedly. "Its so quaint and cute!"

"Is there even a school here?" I asked.

" yes, it the two story brick building across from the diner. The only other school is a hundred miles away in the next town." She said happily.

Damn...I just went from city kiddy, to mountain brat, because this village, as nice as it was, was just about as backwater as it got.

"This is like the boom where the kid gets lost on the mountain on Maine, or when the guy tried to survive in Alaska by living in an abandon bus."

"No its more like when the little boy got lost in the woods ands as raised by wolves." My mom said spookily.

We both laughed and mama Jill turned eight on a hill where the pavement just stopped, leaving a bare stretch of dirt road, and that tapered off onto a slightly muddy two-track.

We turned off the road less traveled by and drove up a long gravel driveway that swept up to an absolutely fucking gorgeous house. It was two stories with a wrap around porch, blue shutters and balconies on the second story.

"Alright." Mom said, parking the car next to a 1970's looking truck and clapping her hands together. "Here we go." She was practically glowing with happiness. I nodded and we got out of the car.

We pulled our suitcases out of the back when Roy came out to greet us. He was pulling a vest on over his sweater, running his hand through his short dark hair. I didn't blame him, it was cold out here.

"Jill, Max. I'm glad you made it alright." He was smiling almost as much say mom.

They kissed and he hugged me briefly, taking both of our suitcases. " welcome to your new home." He said bowing us inside. the beautiful house.

The inside was just as beautiful as the outside. The door opened into a huge kitchen with red walls, stainless steel appliances, a tall ceiling with a beam running across it where a row of lights hung down over a granite island.

The entire kitchen was filled with the sound and smell of saúteing onions.

" I'm making steak. Clay won't be home for a while." Roy said watching me anxiously as I gazed in awe at the kitchen. "Max you will be bunking with Clay until I can get your room fixed. I don't know if your mom told you about the wind storm that knocked the tree into the house, but I promise you will get your own room." Roy assured me.

He took me on a tour of the house. Mom really wasn't kidding when she said the living room was as big as our apartment. One whole wall was a glass widow that over looked a dark lake with the mountains rising up behind the dark water. I could just make out, by what was left of the daylight, a faint outline of a long wooden dock that stuck out into the lake.

The living room had a vaulted ceiling and a balcony that connected the curving staircase with the second floor. The couch and both arm chairs were soft worn leather, arranged in a half circle facing an old dial television form the 60's that was sitting on a bookshelf filled with old classic books bound in leather with gold edges.

"Damn," I whispered. "This house is amazing!"

Roy laughed and beckoned me to follow him up the stairs. He showed me the room I would be sharing with Clayton. It was clean, Roy no doubt had a hand in that, with a closet, two wardrobes and two queen beds, set against opposite walls with another window over looking the lake between them.

"Roy? Can I flip the steaks?" My mother called up the stairs as Roy showed me the other rooms and the bathrooms, as in plural! More than one bathroom!

"Oh shit! My steaks!" Roy hissed hurrying down the stairs.

I followed at a slower pace, looking at all the picture lining the walls along the stairway.

"Hey, Max!" Roy called from the kitchen. "Clay is here!"

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