Great another house,I thought as I thumped my head against the cool window of our car. Zack gently pat my thigh, "it'll be okay Rebel" I nodded towards him, My brother Zack,he had always seemed to be there for me but still just as annoying and plain mean sometimes. His peircing blue eyes made me tense sometimes but as I noticed his wild messy dark brown hair felt like his sister again. I sat up as I felt a large break in the road, Zack caught me beford I was slung across the seat. "Whoa bumpy road" mom said,wrestling with the wheel,Dad left us a few months ago and mom decided that we ought to start fresh. Our little Blue mustang was kicked into overdrive as it made it's final lurch up the hill. From the backseat I could see a clearing,the sun shown in from the clearing warming my skin, you know what? Maybe this isn't so bad after all.
Mom pulled up next to a fence that was open strangely. A burst of excitement exploded to life inside me I unbuckled my seatbelt and leaned towards mom, "Mom,Mon can I get out now?!" I couldn't see much behind tinted Windows. She slowly nodded, "Sure just...get your suitcase." I pushed open the door and ran to the back of the car, popping open the trunk I grabbed my suitcase and ran up to the front of the car,my smile quickly faded. The house in front of me was a huge two story house with old,fading white paint and a huge willow tree in the back yard. The porch stretched the perimeter of the first side of the house and the porch swing,swung slowly in the slight breeze. Mom laid her hand on my shoulder. "I know it's a fixer upper but..." Zack walked towards the house with a suitcase in both hands, "we'll make it work" Mom finished, I sighed and nodded to myself before trailing behibd Zack.
We waited as Mom unlocked the door, The door creaked open, Zack sighed "C'mon Becca first one upstairs gets the first choice of rooms" I chased after Zack as I yelled "Mom is the only one who gets by with calling me that!!!!!" The stairs moaned as we sprinted up them, Zack turned around, "I win!" He said with a smirk. I shook my head "Fine choose" I said gesturing towards the three identical pale white doors. He looked back at me "My favorite number is two so I choose door number two what about you?" I sighed loudily, "uhhhh how about door number three, yeah that looks like a winner to me" I mumbled sarcastically only loud enough so Zack could hear, he chuckled under his breath.
"On three we both open our doors okay?" I nodded and wrapped my hand around the doorknob "Ready?...one..two...three!" I twisted and pushed inward, The door swung open and with it a lot of dust, I waved my hand in front of my face and coughed quitely as I waved the dust away, There was two closet doors and one other door off in the corner. The rest of the room was empty white wall space, Note to self definitely painting and adding either blinds or something to that window,maybe even some posters on the walls. I dropped my bag on the floor beside me, I stopped dead in my tracks, as I heard quick paced footsteps coming up the stairs. To my relief it was only mom she walked in, "You think your gonna like it here becca...I mean Rebel sweetheart?" I sighed, "Maybe ...after we add some color to the walls and something to cover up that window" Mom smiled, Mom was pretty when she smiled, she also had Zacks piercing blue eyes but her's seemed to have a certain warmness about them that makes you feel all fuzzy inside.
Mom had the family's trade mark dark brown hair, Lucky me I have Black hair and brown eyes. A little personal joke to myself I actually gave myself gold highlights. So now I look like a Rebel, "We can sort that through somehow" Zack ran into the hall, "Mom the U-Haul's here!!!" Zack yelled, "Alright babe go on down I'll be out in a second!" Mom yelled back, Zack nodded and Jogged down the stairs. Mom laid her hands on my shoulders "Remember sweetheart no matter what happens I'll always love you got it?" I nodded and wrapped my arms around her she wrapped her arms around me as well, I peeled away. Mom nodded to herself and smiled as she rubbed my head and neck "Let's go move our stuff in" I nodded, and followed mom down the stairs and out the door.
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I flopped the walmart bags on my bed and dropped the can of royal blue paint on the wooden floor. As I just started to open one of the bags, I heard mom yell "Rebel come get your food!!!" I sighed and walked out of my 'room'.
?????'S P.O.V
A girl, what's she doing here? She's coming in the room no,no please don't come any closer. Whoa she's different no dress? Hmmm What's uo with her hair she tainted with dandelion dye. Let me try something, oomph stupid mirror. I've got to get in contact with her somehow. Wait no don't leave! Uhhhh darn it, ah yes I've got it. That little game board thingy. Hmm that might scare her, okay Damien slow down,yes she's a girl and yes she's alive but either way your dead and she can't see you,your trapped in a mirror and in another dimension. Maybe just maybe,that little ball, yes that's it. Now just to use that ball to get her to the closet. Then from there I can drop the game and lead her up here, yes finally I might have at least a friend again.
