Brooklyn (A Paul Lahote Story)

Chapter Six

"Home, sweet home!" My dad exclaims, pushing the white door open to reveal a huge foyer.

I step in with one of my boxes in hand, looking around. Right ahead of me is a staircase, leading to the second half of the house, and to the left is a living room and the right is a dining room. There's a little hall between the right of the staircase and the wall before the dining room, leading to more rooms in the house.

The walls are painted a steel blue, white trim along the bottom of the walls and crowning the top. The entryways into each and every room aren't squared. Instead they're archways, making the house look even more elegant. To say the very least, it's beautiful.

"Wow..." I say breathlessly, holding the red box close to my chest.

I move my feet forward, taking a look in both rooms before padding my feet up the lightly stained, wooden stairs and the white railings with an 'x' pattern as the banisters, highlighted by wire details.

"Your room is the second door on the left!" I hear my dad shout and I jog up the turning stairs, walking around the last little bit on the railing as I make my way towards the long hallway, counting the doors as I go.

"Okay, here goes nothing.." I mumble to myself as I push the white, wooden door, exposing a large room with plain, white walls and the same trim as the walls downstairs.

I walk into the echoing room, hardwood floors are stained a light brown color and I nearly gasp, placing my box down by the door before exploring.

I walk a little bit further into my room, noticing a nice, double window across from me, showing the front yard and the many people standing in it. I stare outside for a moment before walking towards one of the other doors, twisting the nob before pushing it open, exposing a walk in closet, the hardwood flooring flowing into the small room perfectly. Not too big but not too small either. There's white racks and shelves, plenty of room for my shoes and tops I need to hang.

I exit the small closet and walk a few feet down to the door next to it, pushing it open to reveal a decent sized bathroom. A white bathtub with a built-in shower - minus the curtain -, a toilet, and a perfect sink vanity. There's white tiles in the room and the vanity is stained a dark brown color with a cabinet and a few drawers built in. No mirror in here but I can take care of that, no problem.

I exit the bathroom and smile, looking around the beautiful room before leaving it all together to gather more of my things.

"Paul! Glad that you can join us!" I hear the fake blonde say in her fake voice. I roll my eyes at the piercing shriek as I descend the staircase, my red hair swaying from side to side in its pony tail.

I walk around the two people, the Paul dude looking like all the others, as I hear him mumble a hello before looking at me. Great.. Something tells me I'm not going to like him very much.

"Hey princess! Did you see your room?" My dad asks, standing at the bottom of the U-Haul in his worn out pair of jeans and white t-shirt. I nod, smiling at him as I brush off a bit of dust from his hair.

"I did. Thank you!" I say, giving him a kiss on his cheek.

"Anything for my little girl." He winks and I roll my eyes, looking into the trailer to see the two young men I was able to meet. Brady and Collin.

"A box for you, Mr. Hudson." Brady says, handing my dad a box. I stand on my toes to catch a glimpse of what is written on the box. Kitchen utensils.

"Thank you Brady. And please, call me Scott." My dad says, taking the box before walking back into the house.

"Hey there, y'all need some help?" I ask, watching them move some stuff around to get to the important things.

The both look at each other then at me before laughing, shaking their heads. "Nah, go and chill with the other girls." Collin says and I roll my eyes.

"Hey guys, let her help if she wants. It is her stuff." I hear a deeper voice say and I smile, crossing my arms before turning around to say thank you.

"Oh, and nice ass." He winks and I plaster a disgusted look on my face, before looking at him. It's that Paul dude..

"I'd say nice to meet you too, but I'd be lying." I smile sassily, before moving my way around him but he blocks me.

"Everyone enjoys getting to know me, if you know what I mean." He bites his lips and I roll my eyes, looking back behind me at the two boys, almost begging for some help.

"Dani, congratulations. You finally met the man whore of La Push." Collin says, jumping out of the trailer and swinging an arm around my shoulders. Collin to my rescue.

"Oh? I've always wanted to meet him!" I fake excitement, clapping my hands together before giving the button nosed boy a look. He chuckles before shrugging, squeezing my shoulders.

"Everyone wants to meet me." Paul says, making me groan internally.

"Well, sorry to break it to you, but I'm not everyone." I say, shrugging and looking up in his dark brown eyes to see the look of offense but I don't get it. Instead, a cloud seems to hover over his orbs, making him stuck in a daze and I stare at him weird. Part of me gets stuck with him but I shake myself out of it, giving Collin a look instead.

Collin just gives me a look, shrugging as Brady comes and joins the small group. The two boys stare at Paul, almost knowing but not knowing what just happened. All I know is that Mr. Creeper is stuck in a daze and I don't know why.

Soon, he breaks out of it and smirks, looking me up and down, licking his lips. I roll my eyes, for what seems like the millionth time, and push myself away from the small group. "Perv." I say loud enough for him to hear as I walk back towards the house.

I hear Collin and Brady laugh, Paul groaning and I shake my head, entering the empty house and towards the fake blonde who is talking to my father.

I hate this dude already.

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A/N: Yay or nay??

So, I figured that I'll definitely try and update twice a week. I don't know what days, maybe I'll just do them whenever I get the chance? I don't know! But I do want to update as much as I can for you!

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Until next chapter,
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