I walked out of the school, looking for Angie, even though I had no idea what she even looked like. I saw a woman walk towards
me from the road. She looked like she was in her mid forties, at least.
"Hi, I'm Angie Brookes, your new guardian, nice to meet you,"She said. Oh nice way to introduce yourself. She took her hand out
for me to shake, and I shook it, smiling.
"Andy ," I said.
"Short for Andrea?"She asked. I laughed.
"Y eah, it is."
"Unique. I like it,"She smiled, showing her perfectly white, perfectly straight teeth.
"Thanks," I smiled back, shy ly .
"Where's you car I asked, as we walked to the sidewalk."
"I didn't drive, I walked. I need the exercise,"She laughed. "plus, I only live down the street."
She pointed to a modern family sized home, down the road. It was two stories, and actually looked really nice. The entire walk
there, she asked me about my life, and about my real parents. I told her about how they died in a car crash, when I was four. She
hugged me, feeling bad for me, but in all honesty , I didn't need it. I've told enough people, for it not to hurt anymore. I hardly
even knew my parents anyway s, they were alway s away , on business trips, plus I was only four.
We got to her house, and she held the door open for me.
"After you,"She smiled. I walked in, slowly . It looked bigger from the inside. "Are you hungry ?"She asked after closing the door.
"Nah, I'm good,"
"Are you sure?"She asked, already walking into the kitchen, making something for herself.
"Y eah, I'm positive. Thanks though,"
"Any time," She said walking back into the living room. She sat down onto the couch, and patted the spot beside her. I sat down
beside her, and she sat cross-legged, seeming excited. I laughed.
"Any thing you want to chat about?"She asked, smiling.
"Um, do you have a husband? Any kids?" I asked.
"I have Three Four kids, and y es, I do have a husband. He's at work, but should be home tonight. He works in construction. His
name is Andrew. My kid's names are Zack, Dexter, Kim, and Eric. Zack and Dexter are twins, six y ears old. Kim is eight, and Eric is
your age, seventeen.''
When she said Eric's name, a light bulb went off in my head. My ey es went wide, and she looked concerned.
"Are you alright?"She asked.
"Um.. y eah," I said. "What did you say your last name was again?"
"Brookes, why ?"
"Oh, nothing," I fake smiled. "Never mind."
The air was quiet and awkward for awhile, until Angie broke it.
"Want to see your room?"She asked excitedly .
"Sure," I said.
"Oh, and I should probably show you around the rest of the house, too."She laughed.
"Alright," I agreed.
She walked upstairs, and I followed her down the hallway . She stopped at the last door, down the hall and shoved it open.
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LOST in LOVE
Short StoryEric, the bad boy jock falls for Andrea, the good girl. Well, of course Andrea doesn't fall back, knowing his tactics. But what happens when she is forced to live with him, for the rest of her life? This could be interesting...