Love, Stephanie

Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed. I looked out my window and something caught my eye. I walked over and looked down. Right after the neighboring street, there was a big empty field with some fruit I couldn't quite make out. I decided that my goal of the day was to go over to the field and explore.

I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. "What are we supposed to do for breakfast," I asked. "How about a 'good morning Chris,'" Chris said. I sighed. "Good morning Chris." "Good morning Cristina," he said, trying to sound sweet. I punched his arm and sat on the counter. "What's for breakfast," I asked. "Jim said theres a diner down the street, so we are going over there," Chris explained. "Alright, I'll take a shower."

I ran up the stairs and opened my closet. I pulled out a pale blue shirt and a black skirt. I took everything else that I needed and went into the bathroom. I took a shower, put my hair in a braid, and ran up to my room for my flats. I slipped them on, and ran downstairs while my brother finished up his shower. I decided to check out the basement since I had nothing else to do.

The basement was actually pretty big. There was a room where there was a fireplace, and an empty room that looked like it would have pretty good acoustics. I then decided what we could do with this room- a recording studio. I ran back up the stairs and saw Chris waiting.

"Hey there you are," he said as he walked to the door. "How's the basement?" "I think we should make one of he rooms a recording studio," I said suddenly. "Well if that's what you want, then sure." We walked out of the house and started down the street.

We turned the corner and saw the diner ahead. Before we could walk in, it started to rain. We ran inside and ran to one of the tables. Chris and I sat down now soaked and sighed. "Well lets hope the car comes soon," Chris said. A waiter came up and took our order and we later ate our food. We paid and before we left, Chris was clumsy enough to bump into some kid.

"Hey are you okay," I asked as both my brother and this kid rubbed their foreheads. He nodded and looked up. He snapped into a trance while staring at me and I snapped my fingers in his face. He shook his head to end the trance and held out his hand. "I'm George, George Harrison." "Cristina, Cristina Rose." In that moment I was grateful I thought of a last name. "Why haven't I seen you around Cristina?" "I just moved here yesterday," I said. He nodded. "Well I gotta go, I hope to see you around soon!" I smiled and waved at him, thinking that he had a lot of energy and excitement, but then again, don't I sometimes?

"That kid could not stop staring at you Chrissy," Chris said teasingly. "Whatever I really don't care," I retorted solemnly. We ran through the street in the rain and arrived at home.

"Chris, they dropped off your car," I shouted at him through the rain. "Yes! Now I can go to Claire's house to visit." I smiled at him and opened the door. As I set the keys on the counter in the kitchen, I saw a truck park into our driveway. "The first moving truck is here," I said. "It is," Chris asked while opening the door. A man opened the truck and pulled out three suitcases and walked towards us. He handed them to Chris who set them down and went outside to help the moving truck guy. I brought the suitcases into the family room and opened them up. I found clothes for Chris, my vitamins and his vitamins in the first case. I opened the second to find clothes for me, and the third case had more of Chris's clothes. I decided to take the second case upstairs and put them away.

I ran downstairs and the truck was already leaving. "Why did the truck leave?" "Thy divided everything into ten trucks so well be getting more. But, we got our television," Chris said. He grabbed a big box and opened it. "Wow," I said. "Twenty inches of black and white clarity." As Chris set up the television, I brought boxes upstairs.

I found all of Chris's clothes, half of all of my clothes, and my prized possession: my cello. I took it out of its case and cleaned it. I decided to put it in my room as I searched for other things. I walked downstairs for more boxes when I saw the family room. Chris must have gotten the cabinet because the television was on top of it against the wall.