My biological parents want the misfit I am back... And i want to be back?

(3)My biological parents want the misfit I am back... And I want to be back?

*** Okay so now I'm going to introduce people. Who are these twins? Why should she hope they don't like her? What is her family going be like? I'm sorry to people reading this who might be reading this and are waiting for me to get to the point of the story and mention the family, I just want to have a good base to write off of. They WILL be in the next chapter I promise... So please keep reading?

And again thank you to anyone reading this. I'm really happy that people take the time out of their days and read my story. :) (2 Votes Again!!!)***

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I stepped out of Jules' car and stared up at the house in amazement. It wasn't ridiculously large; however, it was larger than my home in Florida. The house gave off a sense of awe and grandeur. The grass and shrubs were perfectly manicured, as if it was an example to be shown on some gardening commercial. I wondered as to what flowers they were; I had never been very interested in landscaping or gardening.

The house was on a slight hill and was the second to the top. White staccato trimming lined the beautiful windows and helped show off the natural looking stone brick face. (***Sorry to anyone that I offended with my description. I'm more into house foundations and electric so I'm not sure if that sounded right. Go to this site if you want to see the model I used.

http://www.homeplans.com/exec/planname/aps2911******)

The neighbors house on either side were slightly larger, however, the home on the top of the hill was more grand. You could tell by the multitude of nice cars that lined their driveway. There was even a Rolls Royce.

"Wow." I said, looking at the car. I wanted a Phantom so bad.

Jules laughed than said, "Chica, that is where you are staying not the one you are looking at." He indicated the house I had first looked at and the one he had pulled in front of. I blushed as he also said, "Remember, the grass is always greener on the other side."

I sighed and nodded my head, agreeing with him. I had come to like the Hispanic man for however little I knew about him. He had mentioned that he was Puerto Rican and Mexican. He looked to be about mid thirties perhaps even early forties. And from the occasional slip of his, I could guess that he was bilingual.

He popped open the trunk again and pulled out my suitcase while I reached for my carryon. The case seemed heavier than I remembered it. I grunted slightly as I lifted it and was beginning to walk up the front walk when I felt someone behind me.

As I turned to look and see if my suspicion was right I heard the voice of a boy, a tenor, ask me "New huh?"I could hear the smirk in his voice and I immediately knew the boy was going to be good looking. That didn't prepare me for what I saw though.

Two exactly identical boys looking at me. In fact they were even dressed the same and had the same smirk on their faces. "Need some help with that?" Asked the one that was on the left. He had a hand extended to take my bag and help me carry it when Jules stepped in the way.

"No. Mr. Cruz wanted to make sure you did not bother his daughter at all. I agree. You two can go bother somebody else!" I was surprised at Jules' outburst. He had seemed so cool and collected in the car, however now he seemed annoyed and vaguely ruffled.

The two boys looked at him, then each other, then shrugged their shoulder simultaneously saying "Yeah alright." I was surprised that they were just giving up. I had my experience with boys in the past and boys like them (aka players) often didn't like being told what to do. "Buuuuuttt" Said the twin on the right, holding the 'but' out for a few seconds, "Before we go why don't we at least get your name." He winked at me. I was shocked. I had always thought winks were so weird and that I could not think it was sexy. However, This guy managed to pull it off.

I gave both boys an appreciative look, taking in their black and white nikes' to the dark wash slightly baggy jean shorts they had on to the slightly tight in all the right places white shirts. Their skin was an amazing shade of light brown; The perfect tan that most people will never achieve in their life, however their skin tone looked natural and seemed to go perfectly with the coal colored hair they had. It was their eyes that caught me though. Green with gold flecks that were apparent to me even from the short distance we were apart. And I'm talking forest green. Emerald even.

Satisfied, I answered, "Robin." And placed my bag on the ground folding my arms across my chest. I wanted to get to know these boys, no matter how slutty it seemed. They were definitely players. They had that attraction that just makes you want to pay attention to them.

"We're Zac and Adam." The one on the left decided to speak up again.

"Which ones of you is which?" I asked.

They both shrugged and smirked again." You'll have to guess." Lefty decided to speak again. "So Robin, where you from? Why move to Jersey?"

"Not my choice" I said it sharply, surprising all three men. "I'm from Florida."

"Oh." There was a slight awkward pause then the twin on the right bluntly asked "How is it not your own choice?"

I was about to answer when Jules said "Enough talk. Your family has been waiting to meet you." He picked up my carry on and walked to the house with both bags no longer waiting for me. "Adios then." I said quietly.

Both boys laughed than said "see you later... Neighbor" Again one of them winked, however they had moved to leave so I couldn't tell if it was the same one.

"Neighbor-?"

I saw them both make their way up the street a little bit further and toward the larger home. I gaped for a second then shook my head and walked up the rest of the path. I had a family to meet.