Brooklyn's POV:
What the...?! I know I've been to this house before but it seems 10 times bigger than before. It has three floors (21 rooms) and an out-house with two floors (6 rooms)! My dad whistles for us to go over and then says "Seeing as your mother and I are still going to be away a lot we decided that Brooklyn will have the top floor to herself, Clover will have the basement to herself and Korey will have the outhouse to himself. When we are home we will stay in a spare room on the middle floor of the main house. We also took the liberty of furnishing all the rooms to you liking. Now go,run free, explore, I don't care but make sure your home and ready by 5 because we're having guests over."
I sprint inside the house and nearly faint. It's beautiful. The walls are covered in elegant tapestries, and my photos, paintings anddrawings. I never realised how much my parents appreciated me and my artistic skills. The ceilings are decorated with beautiful crystal chandeliers. I walk up the beautiful, marble, double staircase to where it meets at a balcony on my floor and peer into a window giving a view of the pool and the boats out on the water beyond. I hear gasps below me and see Clo and K (A/N: I made up nicknames) staring with eyes that look like they're gonna pop out of their sockets at any moment. The pair of them look like the gargoyles on the churches back in England.
I run towards one end of the hall and start working my way through the rooms. In total there are 8 rooms on my floor and the basement is the exact same, well without al the balconies! I open the first door and the scent of chlorine fills my nose. A pool! I have my own pool! I'm defiantly testing this out later. I close the door and go into the next room. I gasp as soon as I go through door. My parents have given me my own art studio with a dark room in the corner. It is filled with every single art piece equipment I can think of and more in every single size possible! "Oh. My. God!" I whisper. This is better then anything I've ever seen before. Scratch that, the next room is even better. It's a library. It has multiple copies of every single book that could be of any interest to me (which is every book in the world). It even has collectable editions! This is probably my favourite room on the floor. That statement is still correct when I enter the rest of the rooms. My whole floor consists of: a pool room with a pool, sauna and jacuzzi; an art studio with a dark room in the corner; a library with a study in the middle; a movie room with sofa beds instead of chairs; a recording studio with everything needed; a giant closet (no joke it took up a whole room that was the same size as the other rooms!); a pamper room; and a guest room. Where was my room?
I was just about to yell for my parents when I noticed another door. I opened it to reveal a ladder. Odd. I climbed it and I fell in love with the sight. This was my room. It was the length of the entire house. The ceiling was slanted (probably because the room was once an attic but had been converted into a room). It looked extremely tumblr. The walls had photo bunting hanging down, blown up canvas' of my favorite or best photos/drawings/paintings. Fairy lights strung up around my bed and dressing table. Everything was white apart from the wall that my bed was leaning against, it was a rich green, even my huge 80 inch curved tv was white! Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling.
Out of the corner of my eye I see a set of double doors. I open them and I feel a cool breeze on my face. I step out onto my balcony and realise it's on the top of the huge Greek temple style entrance. The railing and doorway are covered in even more fairy lights. In the corner is a small sheltered area complete with 2 bean bags; a table; and a small shelf with a mini fridge, a lamp, and plenty of space for books.
I send a text to my mum.
Hey mum, how do you want me to dress?
Hi darling, dress fancy and very sexy because there is someone I want you to meet.
I run down to my closet and have a look through my clothes."CLOVER!" I scream at the top of my lungs. If anyone can help be when I'm in a fashion crisis it's my sister. She basically lives in the mall! "Yo Brook, need help with your outfit?" I sigh, nod and fall back into a seat in my closet. "Mum says I have to wear something fancy but it has to be really sexy. I don't know why though." Clo rumages through all of my clothes until she finds a dress that will be perfect. She does my hair and make up before running down stairs to get ready. I go into my room and sit on the balcony playing some calm songs on my guitar and before long I see people heading down our driveway signaling that I should head down stairs.
Dylan pov:
My mum told me that I had to dress up in a tux because we were going next door for dinner so she could meet up with her childhood best friend who just moved here. We get to the door and my mum starts fiddling with my tie to make sure it's straight and then starts fixing up everyone else's clothes whilst my dad rings the door bell. This house is huge!
The door opens and a boy about Lexy's age, around 15 maybe, opens the door. He welcomes us in and we all gasp. A middle age women rushes in and her and my mum start squealing and hug each other. "Georgia this is Dylan, my eldest he's 18, Lexy, she's 14, Dan he's 3 and you already know my husband William." My mum introduces us and we say hi. "This is Korey and Clover, they're twins both 15 and then" she pauses after motioning to the boy who opened the door and a really pretty girl with blue hair, who came in after she heard squealing. I follow the lady's, Georgia I think her name was, gaze to the stairs and my gaze falls upon the most breathtakingly beautiful girl I've ever seen. "And this is Brooklyn, my eldest, she's 18 in three days." She gives my mum a knowing smile and my mum tries to surpress a squeal. I don't avert my gaze off Brooklyn. Our eyes meet and she blushes but we can't seem to take our eyes off each other.
Our parents leave so it's just me, Lexy, Dan, Korey, Clover and Brooklyn standing in the lobby. "Well if you two have stopped eyeball fucking each other, we'd like to have dinner now!" Korey says with a smirk. I feel a twich downstairs and quickly turn away and we both blush. Before anyone notices my now tight trousers I think of my dad in swimming trunks and the tightness goes away almost instantly.
This is going to be a long night!
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A/N: I hoped you liked it and I apologize that it was so long, (1310)!
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