The Sensible Solution

chapter two

Braedon's POV

        I had been dreading our move from Chicago to this dumb ass town in Texas for weeks. All my friends were there, I was planning on playing varsity football this fall, and damn it, I had grown up there. Some investment deal in Dallas could wait. Not to mention leaving Ellie, my girlfriend, sucked serious ass and the "long distance thing just wouldn't work for her" thing she pulled over me was complete BS. To say the least, I was pissed about this entire situation.

        Of course, I had grown up in money, and this new house my parents were buying in Texas was no exception. But after dropping a couple million, you would think we could move in right away right? But no. Not the case. We had to live with one of Mom's friends there until the paperwork went through. Apparently they had a daughter, probably some stuck up chick just like the daughters of all our other family friends here in Chicago.

        I knew my parents didn't want to put up with my complaining on top of  my sister Savannah's, so I tried to keep it to a minimum. But it was finally moving day and my annoyance was at an all time high.

"Braedon, come on the car is here!" Mom shouted up the stairs, voice echoing through the empty home we were leaving.

"I'm coming," I screamed back, grabbed my remaining bag since everything else had been shipped, and made my way out of the only home I'd ever known.

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Brooklyns POV

        I had spent the day the Kerrs were moving in, inside the warmth of my bed. It was only when my dad left at 5:30 to pick them up from the airport was when I took it upon myself to look slightly presentable. Jodie was making a sit down dinner for their arrival and my mother had laid an outfit on my bed much earlier in the day.

        It took me under an hour to lightly curl my hair, put on a light face of makeup and slip on the long sleeve classy dress my mother had selected, that was lacey and flowy, with a pair of simple nude heels.

        I spent time texting Callie who was telling me all about her time in the Dominican when I heard my dad's deep laugh echo through the foyer and the front door shut. I knew I had mere seconds before I was called down, so I quickly got up and descended the stairs, preparing myself for the absolute worst.

"Leigh! So lovely to see you after so many years" My mother came clicking in, not a hair out of place for their arrival, immediately embracing Mrs. Kerr.

"Oh Monica, it's only been a few months since our getaway in Cabo," Mrs. Kerr chuckled.

"Too much fun," my mother laughed along, "Welcome everyone, I assume this is Braedon and Savannah. Oh my goodness how you kids have grown, I haven't seen you since you were quite little. And Harry, its lovely to see you as well. Taylor, honey, why don't you show Harry the wine cellar and you can choose a bottle for dinner." She shoo'd my father and Mr Kerr away who happily continued a conversation, on politics most likely, and made their way to the wine cellar.

"This is my daughter Brooklyn," I mother finally acknowledged me, shooting me a glare which told me to introduce myself.

        I stepped forward and for the first time I got a good look at the kids. Woah, woah, woah! I'm pretty sure my jaw dropped onto the floor. This couldn't be Braedon. This had to be a model or something. His dirty-blonde hair, on the verge of being considered brown, was pushed into a quiff. His green eyes watched me intently, and his stature looked like it had to reach over 6 feet tall.

Mother coughed next to me, urging me on.

"Erm, Hi, I'm Brooklyn, you must be Savannah and Braedon. Dinners, um, almost ready so let me show you to your rooms..." I managed to spit out. Still in awe that this gorgeous man would be living with me. This was so unlike me. When meeting new people I was almost always, calm, cool, and collected. After years of being introduced and paraded around to events by my parents, I had never once stuttered in an introduction.