As Brooke walked through the airport she was glad to finally be able to stretch her legs. She had never been that good at flying so now it was over at least she could take a breath and somewhat relax. To the world she looked like a confident twenty one year old exploring the world but inside she felt like the scared little eight year old she once was.
Finally after scanning the arrivals hall she saw a couple holding a sign with her name written on. It took her a second to start walking towards them but as she did she felt a sense of familiarity about them, like she had met them in a past life. Taking a deep breath she pushed the feelings aside, smiling at them as she walked closer.
"Brooke right?" The woman smiled softly at her.
"Yeah that's me" Brooke nodded as the guy took her suitcase from her.
"I'm Chris and this is my wife Laura" he smiled.
They quickly sensed that Brooke wasn't in the mood for talking as they walked through the airport.
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The drive to her new home was quiet, which she was grateful for, all she wanted to do was eat and take a nap. It had been a long flight, but she had a feeling that she wouldn't be able to get a nap for a while.
Looking out the window she watched the trees and scenery as she headed to her new home. Soon enough the car came to a stop at a large set of metal gates. This was it, this would be home for who knows how long. She watched as Chris spoke to the guys guarding the gate. Pulling her headphones out she paused her music to listen to what they were saying but it was all in whispers so she gave up. The sound of a familiar rumble in the distance caught her attention. She knew that sound anywhere. As they drove into the property Brooke was shocked this place was huge, there were bikes racing about and a lot of fit guys. Maybe this place wouldn't be so bad after all.
Once the car was parked she climbed out of the car, stretching her back, feeling the soothing of her bones cracking.
"Come on, first stop is meeting the president" Chris said as he hauled her suitcases out of the car.
"Is this some kind of democracy? Like you have your own President" Brooke said raising her eyebrow. Where the hell as she.
"All will come clear" Chris laughed holding his lighter out to light Brooke's cigarette as well as his own "I have a feeling you are going to fit in perfectly"
Soon enough they were standing in a room that looked like an office, Brooke looked around seeing all of the pictures lining the white walls. Wherever she was, it looked like a big family.
"Prez this is Brooke her family sent her to live with me and Laura" Chris said nodding at the blonde who smiled, awkwardly waving a small wave as two more guys appeared.
One of them definitely caught her attention, and she couldn't help but smirk. His golden hair, bright blue eyes and bulging muscles covered in tattoos. He was definitely a god and definitely Brooke's type. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad living here with the eye candy she thought. Before mentaly scolding herself for practically drooling over the blonde god.
She was in a complete world of her own so she didn't realise that the other guy was staring at her rather intently.
"Urm mate take a photo it lasts longer" she sassed "in fact scratch that I don't know what the hell you would do with it." All the guy could do was smirk which annoyed her.
"I mean the sass is there" he chuckled as he studied her face a bit harder. "Wait, it can't be. Please tell me this isn't a joke"
"Urm" Brooke said, extremely confused as everyone stared at her. To make matters more confusing everything and everyone seemed so familiar. Like she had been here before. There was something about this place that felt like home.
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