Sunflower

Chapter 1

"With every newborn baby a little sun rises." - Imgard Erath.

On the 12 of March year 2003, I was born. Emiliniqué Millerton,for short Emily.The female docter quoted Imgard Erath's words as a blessing for my mother while she was holding me in ger arms right after birth.I hardly knew what she was trying to say out of the qouet. I mean I feel more like the moon in the night sky I thought.

As the sun hits my soft cheeks through the car's window, I could feel the suns warm greeting. I slowly closed my eyes laying down more closer to the window enjoying the sunlight om my skin.

"We are almost there you guys." Mother said with excitement. Since dad's death mother cried only at night behind her closed door. Throughout the day she would have a smile on her face and encouragement in her behavior. I knew she wanted to be strong in front of us but I could see through that fake smiles that her heart is heavy with pain. For now I just simply respect her for how she grief.

As we passed the big sign that says :California I opend my eyes. I could feel the new environment. The heat, tension,people, surroundings, buildings, weather. Everything felt so different from New York. It was more quite and less busy.

"I wish I was a genius in these technologies."Mother said pressing all the kinds of buttons on the GPS. Feeling frustrated with the GPS she started looking around for road names. Ethan pressed some buttons on the GPS and after 5 mins it started talking in a robot format saying :Turn left. Mother smiled and stared obeying the directions.

As we listened to the GPS directions, I was looking at all the walking chattering people on the side roads, the cars passing by and the buildings with nature growing around it. Flowers was the most I focused on.

"You have arrived at your destination, have a great day." The GPS's last words were before shutting down. We sat all in silence, taking in our new home view. Brick house with small windows followed with a old red roof top, a wooden fence, big oak tree on the one side of the yard with green grass and flower beddings covering up the rest of the yard. A small stone path was visible leading to the black wooden front door.

Mother was the first one out of the car followed by my brother. I was still taking in the view. Mother was on a phone call and Ethan laying against the car with a burning cigarette between his fingers, smoke in the air. I slowly opened my door climbing out, inhaling the new air.

"What you think?" Ethan asked looking at the house. I closed the car door, crossing my arms over my chest laying against the car, trying to find the most perfectly fit words to answer his question. "Well, I think that it looks like the house from the movie scream, where Sidney always ends up running around with a man dressed in all black with a knife right behind her."I said looking at Ethan while he is inhaling the smoke and exhaling it. He chuckles a little before throwing his cigarette on the floor stepping on it." Let's hope there isn't any old house phones and lonely nights for you. "He said looking at me. I looked away shaking my head.

" Alright I just got of the phone with the homeowner. He will be here any minute."Mother said before squeezing in between Ethan and me." What do you guys think of the new view?"She asked putting her arms around both of us pulling us closer." It doesn't look like our house in New York, it looks like a elderly's retirement house."Ethan said. Mothers face fell with his words, she then turned to look at me. Her blue eyes searching, hoping I would say something positive." I like the flowers." I said looking away.

" Guys I know this isn't what we are use to but we have to cooperate with what we have."She said hoping we would agree.

10 minutes later a old Chevrolet Chevelle stop behind our car. A old man climbing out, he was dressed in brown pants and a white button up shirt with a straw hat, leather shoe's.He had grey hair, wrinkels all over his face and body, green eyes and a beard. He held a black brief case in on hand and a set of car keys and house keys in the other hand.

"Good day, I am old Nick." He said after shaving the keys in his pockets, taking his hat off holding it under his one arm and holding his hand up to greet. Mother was the first. "Hi, I am Grace, this is my son Ethan and my daughter Emiliniqué." She said pointing us out. My brother had a firm grip on old Nicks hand looking like they were challenging each other. I then greeted with a small shake in the hand.

"Welcome in California, and welcome home. I hope you folks would enjoy your new home. Let's go inside." He said opening the small wooden fence door, gesturing for us to go in. We all followed behind the old man. He unlocked the door and slowly opened it and started entering the old house. As soon as I entered I could smell the old wooden floor, the dust of 1000 years and I could feel the cold trapped air bursting out the door. I shivered a little of the chills and starting thinking about the old house stories.

"Me and my wife lived here for 10 years, we brought the property in 2000 and lived here for 10 happily years. I was a business man and my wife a school teacher at that time. After my father passed away I become the new farm owner and we become farmers. So we moved and started looking for buyers but unfortunately they don't come around our deals. So we decided to rent out the house." He said coughing a little.

I looked around the empty room which is a living room. The walls was grey, with big windows." We started painting all the walls and fixing up around the house we only got so far but we will continue doing so. "Old Nick said. Mother was listening to every word he said shaking her head showing she's listening. Ethan only listened now and then and for me I was still thinking of the old houses stories and eyeing the old wooden stair case hoping I could trust them.

He showed us the whole house and telling us more and more stories. I tuned out after awhile. We ended up in the kitchen. Old Nick layed his brief case down on the kitchen table pulling out a black pen and some documents. "I need you to sign some papers for us." He said placing it down in front of my mother. I walked out to the garden feeling overwhelmed. I didn't know how to handel the big move. I felt out of breath, my heart pounding against my chest feeling if it wants to jump out. I walked over to the oak tree.

A small swing was lightly swingimg under the oak tree, I carefully sat down on the swing taking slow deep breaths. I calmed my mind and thought of my father. The man with brown eyes and always had a positive qouet he would say when I was feeling under pressure. I whispered to myself that everything will be alright.

"I can't believe you Stefan, you are a player!! Get out of here. I never want to see you again!!" A high pitched girl voice was shouting and a door slamming from next door. I instantly got up looking at the neighbor's side. I couldn't see much because the flowers was growing over the tall fence. I stood up on my toes trying to see something. Then I saw brown, blondish hair, with a hand going through it. In seconds it was gone. A start of a engin was then heard reversing and roaring down the road.

"What are you looking at?"Ethan asked from behind me, I jumped of his sudden voice from behind me. He was smoking again. I could tell he was standing there for a while.His cigarette smoked in half and the air full of smoke.

" Nothing, I was looking at the flowers."I quickly answered sitting down on the swing. He only shaked his head knowing I was eavesdropping on the neighbors conversation. Mother and Nick was coming out the front door still talking. When they reached the gate Old Nick waved goodbey and was greeting my mother before disappearing down the road in his Chevrolet Chevelle .

Mother come to stand with us under the shade of the oak tree.She inhale deeply while giving a sight afterwards.

"The moving truck will be here soon and we have a lot of unpacking to do. While we wait let's go eat some lunch. I saw a small Cafe around the corner." Mother suggested. Me and Ethan slowly made aour way to the car while mother locked the house. My mind was still thinking of the two voice I heard and that brown blondish hair. I wonder who they are.