Hey guys, I made this chapter extra long for the long wait. I finished my first term exams and my winter break started but I'm not going to be enjoying them that much. Every Thursday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday I will have SAT classes for 2 in a half hours, so sometimes I might forget to post. So help me. As I said before, I post on Fridays but sometimes might post during the week, like today, in case I wouldn't be able to post on a Friday. Thank you for taking your time and reading my story, I try my best. Make sure to leave a comment and vote, thanks. Enjoy. XOXO
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Bianca's POV
"When are you moving out?"
"You want me out of the house that badly?" He asked amusedly.
"No, I want to have my own room."
"What's wrong with sharing?
I had to give him that look that speaks for itself, like 'Like come on dude, seriously?'
"Sorry I asked." He replied sarcastically.
We were currently lounging in our living room watching some American sci-fi movie; me not paying attention while Justin was engrossed with it. Diana was upstairs having a play date with a girl called Mónica.
Everything was fine, I was having my desired sleep after finishing my homework. Yes, I know, studying during a Friday night? Woah, I must have lost my mind, but no. I just don't want to have any family bonding time. So when I was dreaming about my life being perfect with no drama or trauma in it, the door bursts open with a wave of childish giggles and shouts. I was then forced to go downstairs and leave my room to two girls who are doing God knows what with my stuff. Thankfully, mom and her husband left for a dinner-lunch-ish date. So here I am right now, sitting on the couch with my feet curled under me and arms hugging my pillow. Yes, I'm still sleepy.
"I'm moving out in three days." He answered to my question looking to me, checking if I will show any sign of affection or remorse at his departure, but I kept my face blank, eyes glued to the abomination they call a sci-fi movie, I nodded at Justin.
We were silent for another 5 minutes before Justin spoke again.
"Umka is coming in 5 days."
My eyes were about to close from drowsiness, but when Justin said what I thought he said; they instantaneously shot open.
"What?!"
I couldn't hide the shock and excitement that's coursing through my voice, and it was pretty obvious by the way I said it. Umka is coming in five days? My baby! How was she? How was she without me or any of us? I hope my grandmother didn't do anything to her, she always said that we spoiled her, but I don't care about that right now. My baby is coming back to me!!
"When? How? Where? Why?" I jumped up from my comfortable position on the couch to standing and towering Justin who was sitting on the floor, his back to the foot of the couch. Amusement and hilarity was evident on his handsome face, again I feel sad by the fact that he resembles my mom more than I do. His green-hazel eyes that look copy pasted from our mom, had the shine of joy. Clearly, he was enjoying my moment of confusion and exhilaration.
"In 5 days; by plane with our grandma; here." He answered respectively while a smile was stretching across his shaven cheeks.
"Why?" I sat down, crossing my legs over each other in front of my older brother.
"Well, we thought that you must have felt homesick. We all do." He quickly added after glancing over my facial expression. "So, I suggested if we can bring Umka. Mom thought it would be a great idea." I beamed at my brother before engulfing him in a bone-crushing hug.
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