My stepdad. My mate.

C H A P T E T III

Recap:
I've been here for four days. My mothers left me here in this strange house with her fiancé and his beta. For some reason I am attracted to my mother fiancé and I am bound to find out why. Yesterday we had a good time cooking pizza but I came to my scenes and realized I hated him for taking my mom away from me.

May 25, 2016. It has been four days since summer started, and my life has ended. Also its the day that the movers finally got all our stuff to us. However mother isn't here to help me due to her being at Xzaviers parents house. So Im left to do it alone. Or, so I thought.

I heard the trucks before I got hopped out of bed to look out my window and see the five move in trucks pull into the broad driveway. Groaning I threw on my robe and ran down stairs throwing open the front door.

The first truck stops and the driver gets out with a clipboard, "Delivery for," he looks down at the clip board, "Adam's?"

I nod my head, "yes."

"Our instructions are to unload everything and that's it. Can you sign?" He pushes the clipboard to me.

I nod my head and take it signing the bottom.

"Can we just unload it out front here?"

Again I nod my head, not knowing where else they would put it all, and hand him back the clip board.

He head back to his truck and turns off his engine. The guy in the passengers seat hops off and they both unloading the truck.

Two of the five trucks were unloaded before mothers 2015 black Porsche pull into the driveway. I was excited. I actually missed her. I missed it being just her and I. But, sadly she wasn't the one to get out the car. Alex, was the one that got out the car.

"Need any help?" He asked, while swinging the keys around on his index finger.

"Sure," I said shrugging. But, I really did need the help.

We got all the boxes inside and into the living room before sorting them and putting them away in their proper room.

"Have you eaten yet?" I asked Alex while walking to the kitchen. My stomachs growling.

"No. Is that you offering to make lunch?" He asked.

"Well I was just trying to be polite, but I can whip up a mean omelet," I said grabbing the eggs from the Fridge.

"Well since you offered I'll take two."

I laughed, "Well since you asked you'll be helping me," I said.

You would think I learned my lesson from cleaning up the pizza mess, but I didn't. I hate cooking alone.

"Oh no you don't want my help Well get food poisoning." He said throwing his hands out in exaggeration.

"Well you can't be any worse then Xzavier," I muttered under my breath.

"What?" he asked clearly not hearing me.

"Nothing," I said "Just get the ingredients out and I'll make them," He sighed and the began moving around the kitchen gathering all the ingredients. Alex set them all down on the kitchens island and I began working my magic, occasionally asking a question about him or his family.

I found out he has 2 sisters-only guy in the house besides his dad- he's 21, just had a birthday two months earlier, and his favorite color is forest green.

"What were your first thoughts of me?" I asked. As I put the final toppings on the omelet.

"I thought you were gonna be another one of those whinny brat teenagers that got whatever she wanted. But, in reality your not actually half bad you feed me food and I like food."