The Odd One Out

The Big Apple

Marissa POV:

"Time to go, Els." I smile at my roly-poly cat, Elsa. She flicks her tail, and follows me into the cabbie. 

"Where you headin' to mi-aaaah?" He gawked at the 12 yr old in the backseat with a cat, and a carpetbag. 

"Oh, sorry. The address is right here. And, my parents are meeting me at their penthouse." The last part was a lie, I would meet the Nanny, Butler, and also one of the four children. I cringe visibly, a nanny?  A butler? I would never treat them as such. I would clean all my messes, cook all my meals, and take good care of myself. 

As we get there, I learn the driver better. 10 minutes is a lot if you know what to ask. His name is Nico. He is Italian pale, with black hair and dark eyes. He smiles as we talk. I tell him all about my parents, and my 'father' and he smiles. "We should keep in touch. Here is my number." He handed me a slip of paper as I walk out of the car to the humongous building in front of me. 

"Whoa." I say aloud as I hear a man walk up to me.

"Whoa is right. Big buildin' isnt it?"

"Who are you?" I ask as cheerful as I can, these days.

"Hi! I'm Tony. What might your name be?"

"Marissa. Marissa Ross."

"A fifth one, eh? Come on, I'll show you to your room."

I gratefully follow him to the elevator, Elsa on my tail. {{Tail XD GET IT?!?!?}}

When we get up, I see nobody. He nudges me forward, and whispers Good luck In my ear, just before he yells, "COME ON, EVERYONE! NEW PEOPLE IN THE PENTHOUSE!" with that, he leaves.

And then I hear a woman's voice, "BERTRAM! IF I HAVE TO HAUL YOUR BUTT FROM YOUR BED YOU WILL BE SORRY!" And I hear a thumping down the stairs. I first see him. One of whom I suppose is my brother, and I quickly do an analysis.

Dark Brown hair, and freckles. About 5 foot 5, an inch taller than me, and about 15. He is probably a gamer, and watches YT. He is athletic, popular, and is a flirt. I chuckle at the thought. Bet he has even flirted with the nanny.

He stared at me, and then I see a red headed, brown eyed lady come in from the kitchen, "Oh, hi. You must be Marissa. Come on. I'll show you to your room, and then we can get to know each other. I smile and nod. She takes my arm, and I inch closer to her as we pass the boy. He then smiles, and I smile back, pushing my hair behind my ear, like I do when I am nervous.

My room is gigantic. With black walls, black carpet, and a black and silver comforter. Someone payed close attention to the survey. Elsa went right to the fluffy silver bed in the corner, where there was also a fancy litter box, two fancy food/water dishes, and also many toys for her every need.

Jesse, as I now learned her name, leads me by the hand downstairs, once all my stuff (my carpetbag) is on the bed. 

And we start the game.

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