04.54am g.d.

5

I walked carefully down the very grand staircase that lead downstairs, knowing me, I'll probably fall sometime I'm staying here. I walked around the the 1st floor, finally finding the large dining room. It could seat at least 12 people.

"That's not where we'll be eating sweetie." I voice said behind me. I turn around and see aunt Janssen. She wore stuff similar to what I was wearing. I could tell tell aunt Janssen was very low key. She gave me a small smile and lead me into the kitchen. The large island had stools, which aunt Janssen sat. I sat in the one next to her. A man, who looked like aunt Janssen's chef, set down two plates for Janssen and I and some pizza. Definitely low key. I grabbed a piece, it was pineapple, my favorite. I took a big bite and chewed on it. Damn I love pineapple.

"So we have a few things to talk about." Aunt Janssen said. I look over at her. I swallow and nod at her. I take a sip of the the water the chef have me. "Okay so first things first, welcome to LA. Second, welcome home Brynn, I really hope you love it here. Next is that is my chef, Parker," she said nodding towards the guy who handed us the pizza. I smile at him when he looked at me. He smiled back then went back to work. "Next, our butler is Frank, he's cleaning up but I'm sure you'll see him around the house. Then, yes, you will be going to school, but I've enrolled you in online school. Next is this is your house Brynn. Have parties while I'm on business trips, I could care less. Then, do you have a drivers licenses?" She asks. I swallow the piece of pizza I was chewing away while she talked.

"Yeah, but I don't drive that much though." I say. I turn towards her. She just has a grin on her face. I noticed she has a lot of the same features I had. The long brown hair that had beautiful natural blond highlights, the hazel eyes, almost brown, the strong cheekbones, the plump soft lips.

"Follow me." She said, motioning me towards the entrance to a door. Another secret door.

"Will I get a tour of this house soon?" I ask, trailing behind Aunt Janssen. I watch her nod and she opens the door, that leads to a hallway, platform type thing. We walk in and I look up at the room we were standing in. It's a garage, full of expensive cars. My eyes widen.

"Pick." Aunt Janssen said. I look are her, raising my eyebrows.

"You're kidding." I say. She stands a little straighter.

"I don't joke about important things Brynn, now pick." I look around at all the cars. An all black Range Rover, a Jeep, a BMW, a Audi, a mustang, and so much more. I walked down the little steps that lead to the cars. I walked slowly and looked at each one. Then my eyes stopped on a Mercedes G Wagon. It looks the perfect travel car, and all I've wanted to do in life was travel and write about it. I want my whole life to be an adventure. Be that mystery girl everyone talks about that you'll see then she'll be gone. The only reason I stayed in New York is because I couldn't get away. I had no choice.

"This one." I call out. It's all black, the rims shining and new, but the body was matte. I walked around the side and opened the drivers door. The interior was a beautiful leather white. I was busy examining the car when I heard a jiggle of keys.

"It's yours." Aunt Janssen said. She laid out my palm and set the keys in the middle of my hand. A smile inched onto my face.

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What sat on my desk when I walked back into my bedroom after I finished up with the tour Aunt Janssen was giving me of the house was a journal laying on my desk. I told Janssen what my life goal was, and she supported it, she thought it was really cool too. I really like Aunt Janssen. She's the mom I never really had, even though she is the only person I have left, and really I'm the only person she has left. I flip around the pages, the new book smell floating around the room. I looked up at the view a had out my window. All I needed to do was sit back and forgot everything that has happened to me in the past month, good and bad. I grabbed the journal and a pencil. I sat at the little window bench and started to sketch. I was pretty good at sketching too. I thought it would be a good idea to sketch where this journal's adventure starts.

HEY HEY HEY what's good guys so I FINALLY GOT THE CHANCE TO UPDATE thank gosh it's Friday omg so this is a story kinda about me sorta except they only thing that's about me sorta is her goal, which is to travel the world and write about it, the rest I made up, so little fun fact about me. I'll probably update again tonight or maybe tomorrow or something depends on what I'm doing.

-mads