Fighters Like Monsters

5

Having met these people a couple of times before, I was pretty comfortable with them. Or at least with Joanna and her mom.

I was currently sitting at a table with Joanna on my left and Her sister on my right. Zac was in front of me and his mom and dad were beside him.

When I stepped inside of the home, it was much like mine. Or the interior. They hadn't done a lot to theirs but I had to mine.

They still had the same eggshell walls and dark hard wood tiles, while I had dark hard wood tiles and dark blue walls. They didn't really have any paintings or anything like that compared to me. I had at least about seven paintings all together in my apartment.

Joanna's mom greeted me by saying how good looking I was and that dinner would be served in a while. During that time I just hung out with Joanna while Zac just flared his nose my way.

I continued to ignore him, something I could tell he was comfortable with. I don't know why he didn't like me.

He was wearing the same hoodie as this morning, the hid over his head. Joanna though was wearing a puffy pink dress with jewels on the waist line. She wore white flats and her hair was down.

When I first saw her I was surprised because she was so cute but then she told me her mom forced her into the dress and I just laughed.

Joanna had told me almost everything about her. Her favorite color was yellow, her favorite food was pizza, and she loved riding her bike. She hates reading and loves math, unlike me who is the other way around.

She kept going until she was out of ideas of things she liked our disliked.

"Wut bout chu?" She asked me in her cute tone.

"Well," I was about to start but then her mom, which Joanna told me her name was Maria, said dinner was served.

We three exited the living room and went into the dining room.

Joanna told me she had another sister and her name was Whela. She told me that she thinks we would be great friends.

I sat down and her sister, Whela, comes into picture. Unlike Joanna and her mom, who had light freckles, she had dark freckles. She had blue green eyes like Zac except hers weren't as light and clear, plus hers were warmer and more open.

She had a model body and gorgeous brown hair that had hints of blonde.

I instantly wondered about if she was the girl from the store.

"Are you Kara?" She asks me and her voice was also slurred like it was an accent but her voice was easier to understand than her mom's. I nodded and she smiled. Her smile was so pretty that it almost blew me away. "You are so pretty!" She exclaims and it makes me blush, not having anyone call me pretty before. I mean yeah I've been called beautiful but that was in a brotherly manner.

"I'm home little munchkins!" I hear a deep voice interrupt what I was about to say. The voice wasn't slurred at all but it did have an accent to it, not like the others though.

"Sorry, that's my dad. Yes kind of a goof ball." Whela rolls her eyes and I get a good look at her dad.

He had dark brown hair and medium blue eyes, almost like Whela's.

His nose was kind of like Zac's and his lips were darker than everybody's who didn't have lipstick on. I was surprised that he was a man with the amount of intensity he had on his lips, except they weren't swollen like they would be if he made out with someone.

His gaze was opening and warm like Whela's.

"Who is this little lady?" He says looking at me, then to his wife after he kisses her and Joanna crunches her face in disgust.