The Robinson Boys

Chapter 1

  I stare down at my feet as I board a plane, tears lightly falling onto my shoes. I hate having to leave my home, the place where I was born and raised, I hate having to leave Charleston, South Carolina. I take a seat and put on my headphones, wishing my music could take all of my stress and pain away, but sadly, it couldn't. I listened to my music as memories of this morning flash through my head.
*~*FLASHBACK*~*
"Bye mom, bye dad! Have a good day at work!" I called as my parents closed the door behind them, it was Saturday and as usual, my parents were off to work. I sighed and flopped down onto the couch. I was exhausted from staying up all night last night studying for my math test. I heard my stomach growl and made a bowl of cereal, and then went back to the couch to watch TV. I turned it off when I saw that nothing good was on and went upstairs to my room to study some more. I blasted my music and started to study when I heard the phone ringing. I sighed, turned my music down, and then answered the phone. I was the picture of happiness at that moment.
"Are you Sabrina Davis?" A man asked, and my smile vanished.
"The one and only," I replied, wondering what this random dude wanted from me.
"Sabrina, I'm sorry, but your parent's got in a wreck." The man said, sounding sad. I stood there frozen. He had to be joking right? He must have confused me with some other girl with my name. My knees buckled and I dropped to the floor and started sobbing. I couldn't bear this. I don't know how long it took, but finally someone came and got me, telling me what to do. I didn't know exactly where I was supposed to be going or who I was supposed to live with, all I could think over and over was that they were gone. Forever.
*~*END OF FLASHBACK*~*
I shake my head, repeating the name over and over in my head. Robinson, Robinson, Robinson. The name is permanently burned into my mind. My father's last words to the doctors before he passed, was that I go and live them. They were old family friends, but I had never met them. I close my eyes and let the tears run freely down my cheek, letting the pain consume me until I get to the Robinson's house. I fall asleep and stay that way throughout the whole plane ride. Finally, the stewardess wakes me up and tells me that we've arrived. I mutter a quiet thank you and then walk out of the plane. My body is stiff from sitting in the same position for so long, so I stretch out my arms as soon as I can and then look for a sign that says Davis on it. I don't see any sign what so ever. I shrug and collect my luggage, not sure what to do next. With a sigh I sit down on a bench and stare down at my hands, and without even realizing it, I start to cry. My tears drip onto my clenched fist, and I feel completely broken. I don't know how long I sit there on that bench, but soon I hear a woman asking about me.
"Have you seen a girl named Sabrina Davis?" She asks, I glance over at her and notice the worried expression on her face, and then stand up.
"Um, I would be her..." I say quietly, staring at the ground. The woman who I'm assuming is Mrs. Robinson smiles awkwardly at me and then hugs me.
"I'm so sorry about your parents, they were very good friends of mine and my husbands." She says. I don't hug her back, just stand there, probably looking like a zombie.
"Well, let's get you home." She says. Home. That word stabs my heart, but I manage to keep the tears locked up. We drive in silence, which I'm very thankful for. I need time to myself. I don't even notice the car stop until Mrs. Robinson clears her throat.
"We're here, Sabrina." She says, smiling welcomingly at me. I smile back, but I'm sure it looks more like a grimace. I go to grab my bags when she stops me.
"No, don't worry about that, the boys will get those for you." I give her a questioning look and she smiles.
"I'll introduce you to them all later, now come on, I need to show you your room." I smile back at her.
"Thanks Mrs. Robinson. I'm sorry if I seem rude but I'm truly grateful that you're letting me stay here, it means a lot to me." I say, relaxing.
"Oh, it's no problem really, I've always wanted a daughter, and please, call me Elizabeth." She leads me into the house, which I realize is more like a mansion.
"Boys, I'm home!" Elizabeth calls out. I hear yelling and then footsteps. Someone is pushed into the room.
"Terrence, stop pushing Xavier!" She hisses, glaring at one of the two boys that just stepped into the room. I don't pay them much attention because I'm wondering what the heck Elizabeth and her husband do to afford all of this stuff. I look around the house mystified and smile slightly, and then I see a picture of my mother, and I freeze.
"Elizabeth, can you show me to my room please, I need to be alone." She must have seen the look on my face because she dismisses the boys and rushes me up the stairs. We get into my new room and it's filled with a bunch of random, really hot guys. I stand in the doorway, not wanting these strangers to watch me cry.
"Boys, get out, now!" Elizabeth commands, they give her weird looks.
"We just wanted to welcome her, gosh." One of them mutters, and then he seems to see the look in my eyes. Another one of them stares at me.
"You look horrible." He says and I close my eyes.
"Please just leave..." I whisper, feeling exhausted. They all leave me alone, including Elizabeth, who seemed hesitant.
"If you need anything, I'll be in the kitchen." I nod, showing her that I had heard, and then collapse onto the bed and fall asleep.
The next morning...
I yawn and roll over on my side and then open my eyes to an unfamiliar room. Where the heck am I? I stand up and rub the sleep out of my eyes and then remember the events of yesterday. Then I think of my parents. My mom and dad wouldn't want me to mourn them, and that makes me feel a little bit better. I don't start crying, to my surprise. I get dressed in blood red tank-top, black skinny jeans, and red converse. I then pull on my favorite black hat and walk out of my room, realizing that I have no clue where to go. I stand in the hallway, glancing back and forth, and then decide to go left. I walk down the hallway a little, and then find a staircase. After going down the stairs, I find myself in the kitchen. Thank the lord, I am starving. I sigh and grab an apple off of the counter and start to eat it, savoring its flavor. My mom and I used to go out once a year to an apple orchard and eat apples and buy some to take home. With that thought I smile sadly and cry silently. I feel someone's hand on my shoulder and jump slightly.
"You scared me!" I gasp, looking Elizabeth in the eyes.
"I'm sorry, I was just wondering how you're feeling. I lost my parents too, so I know how it feels." I nod.
"To tell the truth, I'm horrible." I say, taking another bite of my apple. Elizabeth pulls me into a hug.
"You're not alone; I stayed up half the night crying." I hug her back, and then notice that she's crying with me. We stay like that until someone clears their throat.
"Mom, is this the new girl that you told us about last night?" A deep voice says. Elizabeth pulls away from me and smiles.
"Yes, Sabrina, this is Terrence, my oldest son. He's twenty." I turn around and look Terrence in the eyes, I'm sure I look bored or just plain sad. I hold out my hand and try to smile.
"Hi Terrence, I'm Sabrina... and I guess I'll be staying here for a while..." I say, not wanting to tell him why exactly I'll be staying here.
"I know, mom told us everything last night. Sorry about your parents." I flinch slightly from the word 'parents' but then close my eyes and try to focus on not crying. I open my eyes again to see that Elizabeth is gone and I'm left alone with Terrence. I sigh and left my shoulders relax. Terrence walks past me and to the refrigerator, his blond hair bouncing slightly with his every move. He has green-blue eyes that kind of remind me of the ocean, and he has a hot body. I eat the rest of my apple and glance around the room, looking for the trashcan, when someone takes the apple-core out of my hand and tosses it in a trashcan in the corner that I didn't notice.
"Thanks..." I say, and Terrence smiles at me.
"No problem," he replies and then sits at the table.
"So, do you go to college or what?" I ask, dropping down from the counter and sitting at the table with him.
"Yeah, I'm just visiting this weekend, I'm leaving tomorrow morning." He replies as he peels the skin off of an orange.
"Cool," I say. I thrum my fingers on the table and survey the room. It's probably the biggest kitchen that I've seen, in person, at least. It has long counters with cupboards hanging above them and drawers and more cupboards underneath. There's a separate counter with a sink and a bar and it has multiple snacks sitting on it. Elizabeth walks back into the room with ten boys and one man following her. My jaw drops when I see them all.
"Boys, will you please line up so Sabrina can see you all properly?" She asks, and they do as she says surprisingly. I sit there, staring at all of them. They're all really hot, except for the little ones, they're just adorable.
"Sabrina, you've already met Terrence, so now you have to meet the rest." I look at Terrence and raise an eyebrow, he just chuckles and motions for me to stand. I do and then just stand there, not knowing exactly what to say.
"Um... I'm Sabrina and I guess you're my new family, it's a pleasure to live with you all." I say, looking at the ground.
"Sabrina, you don't have to be so formal you know, loosen up a bit." One of the boys says with a smile. He looks like he's about thirteen and seems like the kind of person I would hang out with.
"Sorry, I'm just kind of shocked by the large amount of boys standing in front of me; I don't know exactly what to say." I reply with a smile. Elizabeth and the man had left, so now I was alone with a bunch of strangers.
"Guys, stop staring at her like that, she's uncomfortable. Look at her! Don't worry Ri, I got your back." Another guy says with a wink. Terrence groans and stands up next to me.
"Sabrina, that is Mark, the second oldest, he's nineteen." He says, pointing to the blond boy who called me Ri. They looked almost the same except Terrence's eyes were bluer than Mark's.
"And that's Aaron, he's eighteen, and new to collage." He points to a brown haired boy who has emerald eyes. I smile and wave at him. He returns the smile.
"Then, there's Campbell and Xavier, they're twins and they're your age. Seventeen." He says, pointing to two boys who look completely different from all of the other blond and brown haired children. They have auburn hair and grey eyes that remind me of a storm. They both smile at me and I notice that Campbell's eyes are a lighter shade of grey than Xavier's.
"They're adopted in case you were wondering." I nod and notice that everyone is staring at me. I shift uncomfortably and avert my gaze from them.
"Then there's Felix, he's sixteen, Luke is fifteen, and then there's our little thirteen year old, Brandon." Brandon smiles at me and hugs me. I stand there for a moment in shock, and then hug him back.
"Sorry about your parents," he says smiling at me. He's the one who first talked to me when the mass of boys came into the room.
"And last but not least, the twins that aren't adopted, Zane and Sammy, they're one year olds." Terrence says beckoning to the two little kids who I'm surprised aren't running around the house. I smile at them and Sammy comes running up to me.
"Sabwina!" He yells, jumping into my arms. I laugh and hug him.
"Hey Sammy, what's up?" I ask like we're good friends that have known each other from the start.
"Nothin' I just wanted a hug fwom you." He says hopping out of my arms and running out of the room with his twin following close behind.
"Wow, Sammy never does that with people." Someone says, using my shoulder as an armrest. I look up to see Xavier and then Campbell appears on my other side, using my other shoulder as an armrest.
"Yeah, Sammy doesn't usually like strangers; it's odd to have him act like that." Campbell agrees with a nod. Xavier nods,
"I hope we all get along together, my mother always says we would run girls away before they got here but you seem to be handling us well." He says, clapping me on the back. I chuckle lightly and then let out a sigh. The twins left, followed by everyone else except for Aaron, who was staring at me.
"What?" I ask, looking at him quizzically. He just shrugs and leaves the room, following his brothers. I walk back up into my room and blast my music until I fall back asleep.