Your name is Natalie Rose a 17 year old high school Junior. You have black and gray ombré hair (pictured above) that goes to about your waist line. Your body is petite but you have curves in the right places, you're about 5'3 and Latina. You and your family which included your father who you lived with since your mother was a drug addict and an alcoholic and your 14 year old twin brothers Jaiden and Tristian. You guys just moved to Malibu, California from Denver, Colorado to get away from your crazed mother. You weren't the most popular girl at school but you were well liked and well known. Moving to California was something you were absolutely thrilled about because it meant a fresh start which you loved the idea of. You're family was almost to your new house. Your dad decided to drive so you guys could see the beauty of the states between Colorado and California. About 10 minutes from your house you were becoming anxious and antsy.
"Dad?" you said
"Yes Nattie." all your family called you Nattie or Nat.
"I've been looking at the houses surrounding us and they're quite large..... is our house this size?" you had never seen the house your dad just said you would all love it.
"You'll see when we get there, Ok sweetie?" you just nodded and wondered what your house was like.About 10 minutes later you arrived and your jaw instantly dropped.
"I-is this our house dad?" you impatiently asked half dying inside half crying.
"Yes Nat it is in fact our house." you couldn't believe what your dad just said and without a second to waste you ran inside the ginormous house.You ran inside as fast as you could and were instantly swept away by the houses beauty. There was a marble staircase split in two at the entrance of the house overlooking a foyer. As you walked inside more you saw to your left a giant living room the side of your old house, and to the right was a dining room split into a kitchen. The kitchen was all black marble and had hints of gold in the material. All the sudden you remembered the upstairs and sped-walked up the giant marble staircase. There was about 6 rooms and 7 bathrooms upstairs 2 master bedrooms one which was white and gold and the other a Tiffany blue and off-white (you knew this would be yours) they also had a bathroom split in two parts the shower area which was a rain shower and the other which was the sink and toilet area, the bedroom also had two walk in closets and a balcony over looking the backyard. The other 4 bedrooms were a tad bit smaller but nonetheless they were extravagant, they all had bathrooms with a walk in closet and were all colored differently from black and white to all white to blue shades to the last which was black and gray. Finally onto the backyard, the backyard was elegant and chic it had a trail leading around the whole backyard and a large infinity pool overlooking the hill and a rock scheme set up to be a waterfall into the pool. Your dad and brothers walked in to the house and were screaming your dad was such a child it made you laugh but he could also be a very very serious parent.
As the week went by of you moving all your stuff into the house and your family doing the same. As your room was bombarded by three movers putting several boxes into your closet and bedroom.
*Time Jump 2 weeks*
After settling into your house you finally set your whole room up with a lot of empty space left but finally it was done."I'm here and i love it!" you exclaimed laying on your bed looking at the ceiling. When your dad planned on you guys moving he said he would not put you in school for 2 weeks after you got to California. Those 2 weeks were now over and you were starting school in less than 48 hours.
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Bad Decision. (A Matthew Espinosa Fanfiction)
FanfictionYou're the new girl and the bad boy of your dreams is in your class he has a girlfriend. Although when he sees you he falls in love and that's where the deception and lies and the most mysterious best time of your life starts