The Fallen Officer's Son

2. Dolan

"So? What do you think?" Mom asked as we stood in front of our new two-story house 3 days of driving. The house was stunning. I've seen the pictures but seeing it in person was something else. It was a 4-bedroom two-story mountain home. There's a stone layered pathway nestled in between the lush plants that lead to the home's entry lined with stone columns. Beside the stone pathway, there's an enchanting pond on the side that adds to the home's appeal.

"Come on," Dad said as he patted my shoulder, and together all walked into the house. The arched front porch supported by decorative columns ushers you to the foyer with sweeping sightlines of the great room, kitchen, dining areas, and outdoor spaces. These rooms are crowned with impressive ceiling treatments that add luxury to the house.

An oversized candle chandelier hanging from the beamed ceiling complements well with the stone fireplace in the family room where there were black leather sofas, a love seat, and a 78" flat screen tv mounted on the wall above the fireplace. I continued my path down the hall to see a brick archway that opened to the game room that was adorned with framed artwork.

Across the hall was a wooden French door opens to a study with a red tufted seat and a classic desk over a floral area rug that I already knew would be my dad's office away from the firm. Making my way even further down the hall I saw a recreation room with multiple sitting areas and a curved wet bar illuminated with glass pendants.

That will be my parents' party room it seems. It was spacious and had many seating areas for their friends or guests when they have a party or other.

I walked back down the balm towards the front and took a left turn and headed in the direction my parents had taken to see them in the kitchen. Heavy wood elements ran throughout the kitchen. It was illuminated by lantern pendants and recessed lights fitted on the beamed cathedral ceiling. A breakfast nook offering a built-in seat and a rustic dining table under the wrought iron chandelier was beside it with a view of a lake nearby.

The dining room has a glass chandelier and a rectangular dining table surrounded by checkered chairs and a matching bench. There was a sliding glass door that took you to the deck which consisted of an outdoor living and dining along with a summer kitchen.

"So what do you think?" Mom asked again and I hummed. "Nice?"

"It's alright," I replied and she rolled her eyes before hitting me over the head as she and Dad walked out of the kitchen and headed to the stairs that lead to the rooms. I grumbled under my breath as I trailed behind them.

"Your room is down the hall to the left," Dad said and I nodded and made my way down the hall toward my new room.

I stood at the entrance of the room and looked around. All of my stuff was in a corner of the spacious bedroom. The room has two floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out to a large balcony that overlooked the yard where I could see a pool that was closed in by a tall black fence. The deck had white pool tables and chairs on either side with umbrellas to shield you from the sun. I shook my head and looked back to the room. One of the three walls was grey while the others were white.

There were two doors to the left side one I'm guessing was the closet while the other was the bathroom. I walked in and walked towards the first door and sure enough, I was right. The first door led to a very spacious closet that had built-in shelves for my pants while on the other side had poles to hang my shirts and jackets under beside that was a shoe rack for all of my shoes. A little further in was a small island with a glass case to put my watches and glasses.

I walked out and turned to the second door and entered the bathroom to see that it was Alamo as big as my bathroom back in LA. There was a shower with three jets and glass doors, next to it was a jacuzzi-type bath, and across was the sink and the toilets. On the wall, there was a large mirror.

"Do you like your new room?" Mom asked when I walked out into my room I nodded and she smiled, "I'm glad. I know it's going to take time to get adjusted but I promise you're going to love it here."

"I know Mom," I said and she smiled, "when do I start?"

"I was thinking next Monday since we still have to go back to LA to get the dogs from Nana's house and finish packing up Dad's office." I nodded at her reply, "Or you can start Friday while Dad and I go back to get the dogs. It's up to you."

"Monday's fine," I said and she nodded, she kissed me on the cheek and made to walk out of the room.

I sighed and turned back to my unpacked belongings and huffed. At least my bed and other furniture were already assembled so all I had to was put my clothes away. So that's exactly what I did for the next hour or so before Mom called me down for some late dinner. Once we ate and had a small flake, we bid each other good night.

*****

Monday rolled around faster than I expected and before I knew I walking through the doors of Glenwood High. I could hear whispers as I walked down the hall towards the main office to get my schedule. I rolled my eyes and ignored their chatter.

I reached the office a moment later and pulled the door open and stepped. The secretary looked up and smiled when she saw me.

"Good morning," I greeted the elderly woman who smiled warmly.

"Good morning, young man, how may I help you?" She asked I stepped up to the desk and smiled.

"Yes, hi, I just transferred here and was wondering if I could get my schedule?" I replied and she nodded and asked for my name, "Dolan Pearson."

"Alright, give me one second to look that up for you." She said as she types on her computer a few times before saying, "Here we are. Alright, your first class is about to start which is AP chemistry with Mr. Fuller." She handed me a freshly printed schedule and told me what room the class was in and I thanked her before heading out.

"Hi," a female voice said and I closed my eyes and sighed before turning to the girl and giving her a small smile, "are you new here? I've never seen you before."

"Yes," I stated as I made my way down the hall looking for Mr.Fuller's classroom but the girl walked along with me.

"What class do you have?" She asked before snatching the paper from my hands and I clenched my jaw. I fucking hate when people take things out of my hands. I snatched the paper back as she blinked up.

"Never take things out of my hands without asking." I said and she rolled her eyes, "Why are you following me?"

"Let's ditch."

"No." I deadpanned and she huffed, "Go look for some other guy that wants to get their dick sucked." She gasped as her cheeks heated up at my words and I gave her a sarcastic smile before entering the classroom I had been looking for as she stomped away.

"Yes?" The elderly man asked as he stopped mid-sentence and I quickly apologized.

"Sorry, um, I'm your new student, Dolan Pearson," I said as I walked in and he nodded.

"You can go ahead and take a seat." He said and I nodded before walking down the aisle and sitting down beside a boy with dark shaggy hair who was more or less a foot shorter than me. He wore the school's soccer team's Jersey.

"Hey," he greeted and I nodded as I took out a notebook and pen to jot down what was on the board, "my name's Jonah, what's yours?"

"Dolan," I whispered back and he nodded as he turned back to the board.

Jonah became my guide and turned out we had almost every class together so he showed me around and we only parted ways when I had AP Spanish while he had music class.

"You said you used to play soccer back at your old school right?" Jonah asked at the end of the day and I nodded, "We're having tryouts next week, why don't you come by and sign up?"

"What time?" I asked as we walked towards the parking lot funny enough our cars were parked right next to each other's and he whistled upon seeing my car.

"Damn, you've got a nice car," he said making me chuckle, "anyway it's right after school at like 3:20" he added and I nodded.

"Sure I'll come by and sign up," I said and he grinned and then we got into our cars and waved bye before driving out of the parking lot and in opposite directions to our respective houses.

I guess moving to New York wasn't so bad after all.