The Boy in the Window

Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4

“Where here!” sang my mother

Waking me up from my light snooze. We had been in the car for six hours now since leaving the motel and I hadn’t gotten much sleep last night from nightmares of my stepfather.

“You drool when you sleep,” my brother ever so politely told me.

I poked my tongue at him and turned away before he could return the gesture. We are so immature, I thought to myself. I looked out the window to see large, modern-looking house come up to my right. I started to get really excited,

“Is that our house!?” I ask mum

“No the one next to it darling,”

I look over and I see a wooden like shed that looks like it about to fold in on itself. My face drops and mum and Danny start laughing so loud I’m surprised we don’t have the whole neighborhood coming out to see who set a pack of hyenas out on the street,

“Gotcha,” Mum says through her laughing.

“Oh ha ha, very funny.” I say sarcastically but smiling that mum has some how cheered us all up out of our stupor.

I look at our new house as we drive into the garage, that’s when I notice the lady, all business standing at our new front door. We park the car, and all forward out, practically falling over ourselves to get fresh air. We must’ve looked so unprofessional, you could tell the lady thought the same with the disgusted look plastered on her face.

“Ms. Smith?”

Mum nods, smiling her friendly smile. She doesn’t return it and I immediately know that I’m not going to like her.

“This is where you’ll be staying until further notice, but it will probably be a few years before you get to leave again,” she said icily. She went on about the house and the company, telling mum how to contact them and where work is exactly, she also told mum that her boss had put Danny and I into school and had paid for all the school fees. This part got my attention. We both asked a lot of questions that she would reply with the only stingiest of answers that left me unsatisfied.

Out of all the information she had given us – which was little, I found out that school started in two days, it was a really sporty school and there weren’t any uniforms. That last part got us excited. At my old school Danny and I had to wear uniform. Danny would wear the football jersey and shorts and I would wear a polo shirt with a cardigan over it and a skirt. I didn’t mind the skirt, they were a bit slutty and got the boys whistling at you but I always went out of my way to pull it down. And Jessica. Ooh Jessica, yeah she absolutely loved them! Lets just say she ain’t a virgin. Thinking about Jessica brought back the grief I had been feeling all day; it made me wonder if she was missing me as much as I was missing her.

Ugh, you got to stop with these morbid thoughts; it’s starting to make me depressed just listening to you! So, instead of thinking about Jessica I took a good look at our new home.

Like I said, the house was very modern. It had a theme of white, wood and pebbles. Strange combination I know, but it actually looked really nice. The walls were mostly white and the floors were gray marble like the kitchen benches. And for some strange reason there were mirrors lining the walls under the cabinets in the kitchen. For whatever incentive, I liked them; I mean who wouldn’t like to check me out, kidding!

There was a very formal, very heavy oak table that had cushioned chairs lining it in the dining room next to the kitchen and behind the glass doors was a balcony with a magnificent view of the mountain range. When you went upstairs you were immediately greeted by squishy carpet and along that hallway there was a bathroom – that Danny and I would share – my bedroom, Danny’s bedroom and Lia’s bedroom. Mum’s bedroom was probably the biggest out of all the rooms and she did everything she could to rub it into our faces. Her room was at the end of the hallway and had her own bathroom attached to it, as well as a walk in wardrobe. Lucky bitch!

I had to say, this new home was slowly growing on me, it could of been because it was the perfect area to hold parties, or it could be because there is a game room in the basement as well as the comfiest couch you have ever had the grace of having your puny ass lay cheek on or, it could be that there is a downstairs fridge stacked with grog and a wide screen T.V just chilling on the wall as if it wasn’t the biggest television you had ever seen! The only way that this house could get any better, was if there was a pool. This house was just, wow.

When Danny and I had first been given our stuff, we had rushed into the house like dogs gone mad and quickly deducted the claim of the best bedroom. The bedroom I got dibs on had a soft, plush cream-coloured carpet with two glass windows and a walk in wardrobe. It was quite schnazzy if I do say so myself. I dumped my stuff next to one of the windows and attempted to open said window. Of course with my flimsy strength, it didn’t budge.

“Danny!” I called for him

Danny’s bedroom was opposite mine, and was quite similar in comparison, with a walk in wardrobe and two windows. The only difference was that his carpet was a charcoal colour, which would benefit him greatly when he would spill a certain drink, that stains, and is definitely alcohol induced. Not saying I have anything like that at all, no *cough* why would you think that *cough* sorry something stuck in my throat obviously.

“Yhello?” he popped his head out of his room,

“Can you help me open my window?” he stood there, “Pllleeeassse!”

He groans when he sees my puppy face and he knows he has lost. Danny walks over to my window and unlocks it first while looking at me like I am an idiot. He was probably thinking, Geez I’m actually related to this blonde, I pull a face at him and he continues. He slides the window open easily and I get a breath of fresh cool air. I poke my head out the window and check for any ways to climb out. It’s a long way down but I’ve always loved heights. Danny must have seen my triumphant face because he looked outside as well, recognition and jealousy clear as day in his facial expression.

“I am so coming in here to use this!” he claims

“Na ah, the strong, sturdy tree next to my bedroom window is mine, Danny!”

“Ohh mum!” he yells down the stairs,

“Fine, you can use it but only you, not your drunk ass friends or your one night stands you here me?”

“I would never bring my friends in here, they would all hit on you and then I would have to bash them up, shit would get pretty messy up in here,” He said in a very serious voice.

That’s my brother, bashing his friends up because they give me one lustful look, it’s a wonder he has any friends at all! I smile at him before pushing him out of my door, claiming that I had to unpack.

While unpacking, the furniture guys had come in and set up my bed while discreetly taking looks over their shoulder at me. Every time I caught one of them peaking they grinned and made obscene comments.

After they had done mum offered them some lunch, so they sat down at the table while she made them sandwiches, typical mum being friendly to strangers. One of the cuter guys that had been glimpsing at me came over and asked for my number. Well, I was going to give it to him, I mean he was actually one of the few guys who looked at my face the whole time we were talking, but Danny saw us and came over. To be honest, I didn’t think the guy was a coward when he bolted away, I mean I would of git if I had been on the other side of my brothers glare. I scowled at my brother. He could be so annoying sometimes, especially when he hadn’t even talked to the guy.

“I don’t need you scaring every guy I talk to away, can you back off a bit?!” I say rolling my eyes

“That’s what a big brother does, it comes in the job description,” he said looking innocently.

I laugh at him and walk back up to my bedroom to see if Jessica had texted me.

Okay i know i said that i would update every two day and i didnt so im really sorry but ill try again :3 hahaha

anyhoo...

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