Stanford Girl

My House

Your POV:

Gabe was in his room playing video games. Chloe was on the couch and Ethan was in the basement.

Me and Christen were outback kicking a ball around. "When does your mom come home?"

"10 minutes." I laughed. "Same time everyday. My dad's coming tonight too." I said. "Did you meet him in Canada?"

"Yeah. After we won the world cup." She said. "He was nice."

We sat down and talked for a while.

"Moms home!" I heard Chloe.

"Come meet wonder woman." Christen laughed. We went inside. "Mom. This is my friend Christen Press. This is my mom."

"It's nice to meet you Ms. L/N."

"You make me sound old. Cut that ms bullshit." She smiled. "Valerie. How long will you be staying with us?"

"Only for the weekend." Christen said. "If it's okay."

"It's more than ok. Stay as long as you like. Our house, is your house. Y/N your father is bringing dinner." She went to the kitchen.

"Your mom is nice."

"Till you leave then it's like a war zone." Ethan said from behind us. "If I give you 20 buck will you sneak me a beer? I need to get through day one of dad's weekend."

"Make it 30 and we have a deal."

"25."

"Deal." I said. "I'll bring it up."

"Sweet." He ran upstairs.

"Wait here." I said to Christen.

Christen's POV:

I sat on the couch next to Chloe. "Hi." She said.

"Hey. How was school?"

"Good. When I play, I wear #23. Just like you."

"Really?" She nodded. "Well I'm honored. You like me more than your sister?"

She nodded. "You're my favorite player."

"I win." Chloe laughed. "You a forward?"

"Yeah. Me and Y/N are forwards. Ethan was difficult. He's a center back. At least he plays soccer unlike Gabe."

"What does Gabe do?"

"Besides annoy the shit out of us?" Y/N walked back in from the kitchen. "He plays football. Quarterback." 

"A family with 3 soccer playing kids and 1 football player? Is he adopted?"

"We think so." Chloe added. "Our 2 half brothers play hockey and soccer. Our dad loves hockey but started to love soccer when he realized Y/N can't skate."

I started laughing. "Oh poor little Y/N. I can picture you falling all over the ice."

"Ha ha. Can you grab the beer from my pocket? It's cold." I laughed and grabbed it. "Thanks."

We went up to her room. Ethan was waiting at her desk. "When you finish it, bring the bottle back in here." She said. "I have a bin of empty bottles it will blend it." He left. 

"Y/N L/N do you have a drinking problem?" I teased.

"You haven't had to sit through a dinner with my mom AND dad." She said.