Fix Her Parker

|6| Him

Word Count: 1,777

Same place
____________@12:35 p.m

"So this is your room," My mother says as she opens a door and all, but pushes me inside.

When I'm in what apparently is my new room I look around.

The walls weren't that bad. I would have thought she would have them painted hot pick, but they were a light blue color. The carpet was white and looked new.

There was a mini crystal chandelier dangling from the ceiling and two big open windows that faced the backyard.

"Now of course you'll have furniture. I was actually gonna go out and get it today, you wanna come?" My mom says as she looks out the window.

When I don't reply she turns around and looks at me.

I just nod my head and set my suitcase on the floor next to the door.

At Aunt May's house my room was less than half this size. The walls there were originally supposed to be white, but changed into a yellowish cream color.

It wasn't that fancy, but I felt like it matched me.

I've never been a fan of big or flashy rooms. To me it was just to much space and I don't own anything really to occupy it.

"Okay I'll go get ready real fast and then we'll head out," She says full of excitement and practically sprints out of the room.

Taking this time to relax a bit I walk over to the door I'm assuming leads to the closet.

I mean what else could it be.

When I open it I'm honestly a bit shocked to find a bathroom the size of the room itself inside.

Stepping in I look around and gape at how new everything looks.

To my left there was a glass walk in shower and the floor inside it was light blue.

Resting my hands on the counter I look up at the mirror. It had light bulbs all around it similar to that of a vanity.

I think that's what you call them anyways.

Continuing to look around I see that even the fucking toilet looked expensive.

Walking towards it I see that there's buttons on the side.

"What the?" I say as I click on the one in the middle.

Almost immediately water squirts up and almost hits me in the face.

"Oh fuck that."

I've had enough of that rich shit for today.

When I get back in the room I look out the windows.

The yard wasn't so big I guess it was average sized. I would have thought they'd have a pool at least. I mean they have a fountain in the damn toilet.

"Hi."

I jump in place and turn around getting ready to cuss who ever scared me out, but instead of seeing my mom I see a little boy standing by the door.

We didn't say anything all we did was stand in place and stare at each other.

I blink a couple of times and study his appearance. He has a full head of curly blonde hair. To be honest it needs to be cut. He's constantly brushing it out of his eyes.