first impressions are not always good..trust me! 2

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pic of the vew from the house...

------chapter 2--------

After some hours the plane finally landed, and I was able to climb down. I picked up my luggage and headed to the outside doors, I don’t even know how im going to know who is supposed to pick me up, but I decided I would wait till someone comes up to me and tells me they´re here to pick me up. I waited patiently for about 30 minutes, I was wearing some sweat pants and a sweatshirt, it was a hot day which didn’t help in any way, and I was now sweating. After another 15 minutes I finally saw a guy with a sign that said “Isabella Green”, and because I was really tired and the temperature was really high I decided to just walk to him.

When I introduced myself he drop his jay a little, I could tell he liked what he saw, just as much as I did, he was pretty tall, had dirty blond hair with blue eyes, really fit, and with a slight tan.  ´I wonder who he is´, anyway he picked up my stuff and put it all in the truck. On the ride to my new home I didn’t really learned about him, he mostly asked about myself and what was my life at Maui like,  I told him about my friends, the squad and school, he seemed really nice.

After about half an hour we arrived at two gigantic wooden doors, as soon as they saw the truck the security men opened both of them for us and we entered I was amazed, we were suddenly in a little path surrounded by woods everywhere you looked, It was impressive, we kept driving for about 5 more minutes, and there was still woods at our surroundings, until we got to a fountain and after it there was a house, or may I say a mansion, it was white with blue roofs, and had some columns, in one word, it was amazing.

When he stopped the car, I climbed down, still amazed by everything, I could now see that the mansion was basically in the beach, and the ocean looked beautiful from here.

-“impressive isn’t it?”

I turned around to see another guy a little younger than me maybe about 2 or 3 years, he had dark brown hair, and green eyes, his futures were still kind of boyish but in a cute way.

-“yeah, it kind of is...”

He took another step towards me and stretched his hand for me to shake

-“im Tayler, and im guessing you are Isabella?”

I nodded my head before taking his hand for a shake; I then let it go and turned back to the ocean remembering my home, and how far away I was now.

-“come on lets get inside” he told me interrupting my inner thoughts, and grabbing my hand leading me to the main entrance, from where suddenly came out two really excited people, who I at first didn’t recognized, but as the got closer I could tell who they were, dad and  Shelvy, his wife.

When I saw them, let’s just say I wasn’t even 1/5 as excited as they were, or may I say Shelvy, she was acting like a crazy person, I mean don’t get me wrong I don’t hate her or anything in fact she is really nice, and even showed more affection than dad the thing is . .well she’s not my mom so you kind of get the idea, as I thought about these, I concentrated on dad or may I say Clark, since he was never there for me so therefore he does not even deserved to be called dad, anyway he just looked awkwardly at me, as if he was calculating years in his head, asking himself if it really was me, ´well hers the thing, when you don’t see your own daughter for 14 years, this is what you get!´ I wanted to shout at him, but of course I couldn’t with these people in front.. I’ll save it for later.

As I turn on my heel to get my luggage out of the car I came face to face with a bunch of boys, no scratch that, with a bunch of really REALLY HOT boys, of which I recognized two, one of them was Tyler, and another one was the cutie who drove me here, and my luggage to be in front of them. When I saw them I couldn´t speak at all, what was I supposed to tell them?, I was just staring at them with my mouth open, ´great first impression´ I thought to myself.  Suddenly Shelvy was at my side: “Isabella I want you to meet 7 of my children ꞌ wait, WHAT?!!?ꞌ I almost screamed, ´are you serious? ´ Out of all the guys in the world, your sons have to be the cutest of them all?!?!?! …, of course I did the only thing that I could..:

I waved my hand as I said the only words that came to my mind; “hey guys”.   

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