My Adopted Family.

My Adopted Family *Chapter Twelve- Truth or Dare?

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My Adopted Family *Chapter Twelve- Truth or Dare?

Chelsea's POV

We safely landed. Thank God!

My stomach had too many knots in it right about now.

I unbuckled my seatbelt, because I couldn't wait to get off this thing!

I think Dustin and Danika are driving us to my parents'. Or my parents are, not sure yet, but we'll see.

I quickly got off the plane and into the airport building, waiting to be picked up.

No, I wasn't excited, but I get to see my nephews for the first time and one of them is two, I think?

What are their names again? I know one's Dalton, but what's the other? Obviously it starts with a D, knowing Dustin. Dane? No! Dwayne! Yes!

I'm going to need a pen to write it down on my hand to remember.

"Do you have a pen?" I asked Justin, who is now beside me.

"Yeah, why? Are you going to draw mustaches on innocent people's faces?"

"No, just give me the pen."

He gave me a pen and I wrote 'Dwayne and Dalton' on my right hand, because I'm left handed.

After I finished with it, I threw the silver pen back at Justin.

He didn't catch it, it just hit his muscular chest. "What was that for?"

I shrugged.

I looked forward and saw my mom and dad. I gulped.

Here goes nothing.

I walked forward a bit, and Justin and Jimmy followed.

"Chelsea!" Mom ran up and hugged me.

I faked a smiled and hugged her back. "Hi, Mommy. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas to you, too! Who is this cutie?" Mom crouched down to Jimmy's level, right in front of him.

"This is my son, Jimmy."

It felt strange saying that.

Mom put him in a big bear hug. "Hello, Jimmy! It's such a pleasure to meet you!"

He smiled shyly.

"And this is my h-hu-husband, Justin," I pointed towards Justin.

Mom hugged him as well. "Welcome to the family, Justin."

"It's a pleasure."

"Hello, son," My dad held out his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Bishop," Justin took his hand and shook it.

"Please, just call me Logan."

"Oh, and I'm Anne," Mom smiled.

"Can we just skip this stupid introduction and go home?" I blurted out, annoyed.