Parrot And Girl

Chapter 5

I sat in a Silver Toyota which looks pretty cool and not bad at all. As soon as I left the home, I grew up in for most of my life, I was saddened that I'm going to miss them. Right now I'm feeling all woozy, because I'm getting nervous at one point. No one has ever adopted me before, not after my parent's death, no one wanted me as they see as the girl who grieved her parent's death. I probably look sweaty right now, I am nervous. I don't know what Sarah's house look like. What about her family or what about her children? What would they be like once they meet me.

I never had anyone besides Andrea, and James for years. Now I don't know how to explain the feeling of butterflies in my tummy about this new change.

I cleared my throat, to start a conversation, so I asked, "So Sarah, where do you live?"

She replied, meeting my eyes through the mirror of the car, "Not far but I live in street which is thirty minutes from the foster home."

"Oh." She gave me a smile which increased the feeling but tried to breathe. It only made me want to cry.

As she drives, her eyes seems to be looking at me with sadness, she saw the confusion when she explained, "You know Lola? I knew your mom, we grew up together."

"You knew my mom?" I turn to her, gasping.

"Yeah, you look quite like her, you have your mother's light blue eyes and your ginger hair from your father." She explained, tears streaming down her cheeks. I knew mom and dad had friends, it's just that for years I had forgotten about them.

I turned my head to face the window, away from her teary eye. Then it clicked in my brain, of course now I remember, she was at my parent's funeral. Sighing, I face the sky with grief. That look she gave me, I've seen people looking down at me when I was young, with that kind of sadness before smiling. It's the type of gratitude they gave towards me that I became extremely nervous and empty every time they mention the two people loved me.

Chico squawks lightly at me with concern, drawing me back to him. The look in his eyes tell me that he had been trying to catch my attention.

"Don't worry Chico, I'm alright just dust in my eyes, sorry bud." I gave him a smile which he squawked back.

Sarah looks at me from the car mirror with another sad smile.

"So you have a new parrot now." She asks, " I still remember Tagen's, it's been years that I had forgotten his name."

"Yeah I got him on my birthday, his names Chico." I explain, "Oh my old one, that was Joey."

"Ah yes Joey, you used to play with him a lot, you were cute back then and you still are." She comments for Chico, "He's adorable."

Chico repeats, " Adorable, adorable. " and we both laughed at his cuteness.

"He can be funny sometimes but you'll love his company, I'm still trying to get used to him." I explained.

Suddenly we come to a stop at Sarah's house, it wasn't too big or too small, just right. The house was a two floor building with an attic window on the roof. I stare at the house wide eyed, especially the attic window that caught my eye.

"This is your home?" Asking with an 'o' shape on my face, she only chuckled at my reaction.

"Yep, this is going to be your new home, from now on."

I got out of the car with my backpack on my shoulder while lifting Chico's bird cage and Sarah helped lifting my suitcase when she realized my arms full.

I turn my head, smiling towards Chico. "Welcome to our new home boy."

Sarah opened the front door to let me enter her house. When I entered the house, I was awestruck as I took a glance around my surroundings. I was standing in a living room, with at least three people sitting on a large couch, one reading a newspaper and the other two watching a TV show. When they caught sight of me they switched off the TV with a remote and the other one put his daily paper down. They got up coming towards me with a smile except the one with a grumpy expression but he just scowled at me. I was scared, he might hit me but I didn't show my nerves in front of him.