Will Ariana cope with new changes or will she completely break?
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16 year old Ariana has never had an easy life. Coping with depression at a young age when she didn't even know what it meant was definitely not on her bucket list.
So when her mot...
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I groggily got up at 5 in the morning due to my amazing alarm. Today was the day we were going to the villa. Once I realised that fact, all my sleepiness went away, and it was replaced with excitement.
I quickly got out of my bed and go to the bathroom to get ready. After changing into my clothes, I went to my luggage and did a last-minute check before carrying it and heading downstairs.
"Good morning," I announced, entering the kitchen. Mom was there, cooking food with Dad who both smiled and replied back with another 'Good morning.'
I headed then headed towards the dining table and was not surprised to see half of my siblings still sleeping with their heads down. Shaking my head, I went and sat beside Weston, who was not wearing a suit for one, and looking at some papers through his glasses with a mug of dark coffee in his hands.
"Morning Wes," I said softly.
He looked up from his papers and gave me a soft, barely visible, smile, replying. "Good morning, Ana"
It is not abnormal for Weston to give me a smile now.
In around 15 minutes, Mom and Dad came in with breakfast in their hands. I stood up and quickly helped in before waking up all my brothers. They all groggily got up and grumpily ate their food. Yes, even Chris and Eli (Nickname from Preston's second name if you forgot).
"So, who is going in Weston's car?" Mom asked, putting the last of the luggage out of our house before locking the door and keeping the keys with her. Alexander, Samuel, Alessandro, and I raised our hands to which Mom just chuckled.
Dad let out a dramatic gasp, wiping down a fake. "Do guys not love us enough!?"
Though I knew it wasn't serious, I still couldn't help but feel guilty. Mom, noticing this, nudged Dad's stomach – making him wince – before saying, "Your father is just joking. Now go one or else we will be late."
"WAIT FOR ME!!" I heard another voice. I turned around, and to my surprise, saw Nicholas also running with a suitcase. I haven't seen the guy since he went on his mission few weeks ago. Our parents basically adopted him at this point but the poor guy never had parents so I guess now he does.
That basically means I have another brother. Dang it.
"Really?" I groaned, throwing my hands, faking annoyance just to mess with him. Like how he messed with Eli's previous nickname.
Yes, I am still bitter about it. Sue me. I really don't care.
Nick dramatically gasped, putting a hand on his chest like he was physically stabbed there a billion times. "I thought you missed me, Ari!"
