The Missing Orphan

CH 4 Random stranger

(Recap) ...there was someone sitting on the couch...

There was a guy with long blond hair pulled back into a messy braid. He was slightly tan and well built. It surprised Sophie that he wasn't wearing a shirt. He had a scar on the left side of his chest.

'Zack there is a person sitting on your couch.'

'Really, well if you move maybe I can see who it is.'

Sophie moved out of the door way just enough for Zack to get threw. Zack walked up to the couch were the guy was sitting.

'Looks like my brother fell a sleep on our couch.'

'Wait when I asked you what relatives do you have you only said your dad.'

'You never said we couldn't lie in the game.'

Zack walks in to the kitchen and comes back with a glass of water. He walks over to the couch a tips it on his sleeping brothers head. His brother snaps awake.

'What the fuck, Zack why did you do that?'

'Because my friend over there' he points to Sophie 'has proven it quite successful at sitting on that couch, but since you are there she can't continue her successfulness.
Sofa this is my brother James.'

'Hi I am not actually called sofa.'

'Oh good cause I thought your parents must hate you or something.'

Sophie couldn't help but frown, because some part of her told her that her parents did hate her. In her eyes they did just ditch her in the orphanage.

'James!' Scolded Zack

'Oops did I hit a nerve. I am really sorry... Sorry what's your name?'

'Sophie and it's OK.'

'Sofa do you mind leaving the room while I talk to James.'

'Sure. Do you mind if I walk down to the shops and get things for my room?'

'Go ahead, avoid police.'

'OK'

Sophie leaves the house.

(Note: from now on I will be using point of views (POV))

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Sophie's POV
While I was walking down the street I couldn't help but think

What the fuck, I didn't know Zack had a brother, I wonder how old he is.
He is really hot.
No he is your flat mates brother.
Well I mean, he doesn't know I have these thoughts. So what harm can it do.

Sophie collected things to decorate her room, black streamers, and some posters.

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Zack's POV
'OK, what the fuck are you doing here?'
I turned and looked angrily at my brother

'I need some where to stay. Dad has told me I am not allowed to go to him any more so here I am.'

'Well you can't stay!'

'Oh come on bro, we are family.'

'Fine. Just don't get in my way.'

'Thanks bro'

'Oh and stay a way from Sophie. I don't need a playboy making her lose focus.'

'Well I make no promises'

'James.'

'Sorry, but she is just so hot'

A voice from the door way says 'who's so hot?'

'Speak of the devil' sang James

I hit him in the stomach. While hoping Sophie didn't notice me hitting him.

Ow. I hope that hurt him more than me.

Apparently Sophie hadn't noticed me hitting James. She turned a bright red.

She looks so cute when she blushes. No BAD ZACK!

'Well I'm going to decorate my room' stated Sophie

'I'll help' chirped James

As he kind of skipped into Sophie's room.

Ugh. I want James to stay a way from Sophie. I haft to get her out of  there.
Oh.
I have a new job I'll just tell her we haft to go do it now.

I walk up to Sophie's room and saw the door was slightly open, so I peaked inside, and saw James holding Sophie up by the waist so she could stick streamers to the roof.

'A hem.' I coughed 'If you need to get to high places a chair works a lot better.'

'Oh hi Zack' Sophie said as James lowered her to the ground

'Come on Sofa we have a new job we need to get to.' I said kinda demandingly

'Don't talk to Sophie like that. You never had manners did you.' Retorted James

'Excuse me' I said

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Sophie's POV

As the two brothers argued I grab my dark blue jacket.

'We going Zack?' I asked

Zack suddenly turned and grabbed my hand dragging me out if the flat and down a couple of streets.

'Can you let go of my hand' I asked

'Oh. Sorry'

He let go.

After about a minute of walking in silence we started talking like normal.