Another Life

Prologue

Alex' POV

Life was so easy before her, but I wouldn't want it any other way. Of course we have our fights. But what siblings don't? I guess I should take you back to the day I found out I was getting a sister....

How can process all of this? Why would my parents want to adopt some Indian chick? I understand that my mum wants more kids but why not do it the normal way? You know, "make love", wait nine months and then 'pop', you have an annoying baby.

I really don't understand.

I keep walking until I arrive outside my best friend, Jason's house. I walk up the path till I arrive at the door, I knock on the door and wait a few seconds till he answers. He opens the door and smiles widely.

"Dude, wassup?" He says patting me on the shoulder. He opened the door wider to make way. "Seriously dude, what the hell is wrong with you? I've never seen you like this..."

"Confused? Angry? Mad?" I ask as he shuts the door and follows me into the large living room.

"Wait. Isn't angry and mad the same?" He asks raising an eyebrow, I sit on the soft red sofa and look up at him with a serious face. "Did Kim break up with you?" he asks sitting across from me on the edge of the red arm chair.

"No" I say as I sit there and sulk like a kid on Christmas day when they don't get what they want. " You know how my mum and dad always wanted another child..." He nods before I continue "well they're thinking about adopting some Indian chick, apparently they've been seeing her for about a year now"

"Damn dude, I'd be happy. She could make you all that cool Indian food like vindaloo" he says with a smirk on his face as leans back.

"I don't want to talk about the vindaloo incident, I still haven't gotten over that" I say with a small smile on my face. As I lean back on the sofa I pick up a cream colored cushion from behind and throw it at him causing it to hit him in the face.

***

I walk up the path way to my house and unlock the door. The smell of herbs and spice's fill my nostrils, no likely my mum was making one of her chicken specials again.

I open the door, as soon as I step inside the smell gets stronger and smelled rather good. I kick off my grey vans and hang my black leather jacket up on the coat rack before closing the door.

"Alexander, we need to talk" my dad calls from the living room. I walk in seeing my dad sitting up strait on the sofa with a black onsuit on, a red tie and formal black shoes.

"Yeah?" I say laying back on the sofa next to him.

"We will be picking up Natasha from the airport on the seventeenth of march, which is next month. So don't make any plans" he says pushing his square black glasses up.

"The seventeenth? But I have plans, Steven always has the best party's on the seventeenth of every month!" I say sitting up rapidly. Not the seventeenth. Your classified as "lame" if you don't go.

"I am sorry Alexander but your going to have to forget the party" he tells me as he stands up and walks out into the hallway.

I stand up furiously before stomping up the stairs to my room. I open the door before closing it furioulsy.

"Alexander, what have I tolled you about slamming the door!" My mum screens from below. I lay back on my rather messy bed and immediately grab my phone to text Jason.

To: Jace
Can't go to Stevens party next month, have to pick up Asian chick.

From: Jace
What dude, you gotta come. Find a way! Thought she was Indian?

To:Jace
Yeah, I'll try. Asian, Indian same thing.

I put my phone on my side table. Covering my hands with my face, I sigh out loudly

"Alexander, dinner" My dad announces before coming in "I know this is hard for you to deal with but I am sure you'll like her. She is dying to meet you" he says taking a seat at the end of my bed. I'm sure she is.

"Why can't you just have a baby the normal way" I say with annoyance clear in my voice as sit up.

"Because your mother has always wanted to adopt, and you know that" he explains while looking around my room uneasy.

"Urgh" I scream into my pillow before throwing it on the floor.

He walks out of my room and closes the door slowly leaving me to think about all of this.

You get those times in your life where you think everything is going to collapse, you also think that the whole world is against you and that nothing could make it worse. That, is one of those times.

I hate kids, sleep, cry, poop, eat and repeat. Why couldn't my mum and dad just get another dog? It basically does the same thing for a lot less money.

Why does my mum even want to adopt? Adoption. Why would you want someone else's kid when you can have your own.

Hey ma lovely uniguins! This is my first book so I hope you enjoyed!

This next chapter will be plublishe around June, this is only preview.