Second Chance

The great state of Oklahoma, oh geez. I can't believe dad dragged me along on this one! I could've lived on my own back in Ohio, I mean i already do the family taxes. "It'll be better for all of us." he had said to me and my brother Justin, when we first heard about the mood. The only good thing Justin found in the move was that he heard that you can find "total babes" in Oklahoma. Unlike me, Justin wasn't a calculus genius. He went out a lot, and did who knows what when we weren't around. Justin, being only two years older than me was always the cool one ever since we could both talk to each other. He'll make friends quickly, me I wasn't so sure about...

As our car pulled up to the huge brick house, I groaned when the ignition had turned off knowing this was where we were to set up our headquarters. "We're hereeeeeee!" My dad exclaimed way too excitedly for my liking. Justin smirked, and I just gave my dad an annoyed look that he seemed to ignore.

The house was huge. With 3 stories, 12 bedrooms, and 6 bathrooms, the house stood amazingly beautiful in the sight of a person under its mighty figure. We weren't exactly the poorest family, dad was a doctor, and before my mom left us she was a lawyer, but that doesn't really matter now. She's off living the life she's never had with one of her handsome co-workers she met at her law firm back in Ohio. I don't know where she lives now, she left us when I was 6 and Justin was 8 so it was really hard on dad, but he's been able to make the best of it working with what he has.

I called the third story for myself, and neither my brother or dad questioned it considering the mood I had been in all day. When I picked out the biggest room of the three upstairs, I threw my suitcase down on the bed. In the corner of the room stood an antique mirror collecting dust. I stared at my reflection carefully pointing out each feature of myself. My almost waist long auburn red hair I had gotten from my mom that always stood out in a crowded place dangled back in a ponytail, and through my glasses my blue eyes sparkled, a trait I had gotten from my dad. My nose was small yet pointed, and my cheekbones stood high with tiny freckles all over my skin. I stood 5'10 with a skinny frame. I was never ugly, how could I be when my mother was gorgeous?

At dinner that night (which was delivery pizza because none of us felt like cooking), our new neighbors came to greet us. Dad and Tom Reed, the professional golfer who lived next door, really hit it off. He also had a very pretty wife, Elizabeth, who had a very large chest area (that also looked very fake)... And they had a daughter, Ella, who was in my grade. Ella had long blonde hair and bright green eyes, With perfect straight white teeth to pull it all off, she was gorgeous from head to toe. Wow, maybe Justin was right about Oklahoma having nice looking girls... Well dang, I guess I was gonna have to step up my game.