The Gift

Chapter 6

VI. She drives her pink motor into unfamiliar streets. Well, totally familiar-not-familiar thing. We might pull up in these streets but I can't remember anything aside from the kiss before we separate our ways. I was holding her waist and as she drives, I still smell the scent of her hair. Still like autumn, fresh autumn.

We reached a big house with a huge gate in it. Jean heads toward the door bell and uses the microphone and says her name.

"Well, welcome to our house." She said as the gates are begun to open.

"You've never told me that you have two houses." I complimented her.

"Well, literally, it's my parent's but I grew up here so, I consider it as my house too." She said.

I look at the huge garden before the door and feel amazed at the looks of the garden. Greenie garden.

"Is anybody home?" I asked her.

"Nope. Just you and me and, my sister, of course." She answered.

"Luckily, someone's home, right?" I said to her.

She gave me a confusing looks that makes me smile a little bit.

"I'm just kidding." I said.

She just smirks and face the door.

Before she held the door, somebody open it at the other side. A girl, a little bit around of eighteen with a blond hair and blue eyes. She's a little bit taller than Jean and she's wearing a long tee shirt and a short shorts. Literally, short that makes it look like an underwear.

"Well, Jason, I want you to meet my sister, Dianne. Dianne, this is Jason." She said.

Dianne reached out for my hand.

"Pleasure meeting you Jason." She smiles.

I give her a smile and said: "Pleasure too meeting you, Dianne."

"Well, come in." She extends the door as we enter it.

The whole house is really huge like it can fit hundreds, or even thousand. The whole place is neat and it just has only two floors but still, it was a pretty huge for a two-floor house. I sit at the couch and Jean sat beside me.

"Can I get you something to drink." Dianne asked me.

"Just water." I said.

"Dianne, can you give us two orange juices?" Jean said.

After Jean said those, Dianne hurriedly go to the kitchen.

"Why did you say Orange Juice?" I asked her.

"Well, this is my home, my choice of drinks." She said.

"Well, that's reasonable. I just hope you asked for something like alcohols." I joked at her.

She really laughs for what I've said. Then, a minute later, silence fills the house.

"Did you know that this is the place where I caught him smooching with my sister?" she said.

Well, she might be referring about the affair of her sister with her former boyfriend.

"Well, that's really embarrassing." I said.

"Do you think what I was just thinking?" she asked me.

"Well, is it a good thing or a bad thing?" I asked her.

"Both?" she answered with doubt in it.

"Well, what is it?" I asked for her exact answers.

"What about if we reenact what just happened before?" she suggested.