Secret Paradise

Chapter1

"Dylan! give it back!" My little sister whined as she fell to the ground."Mom she won't give me back Julie."

"Dylan give your sister her doll back. Now!" 

"But mom she keeps hitting me with it."I whined too. She always does this. When I was her age I didn't have dolls. If I did I ripped the head of or cut their hair.

"I don't care if she beats you with it give it back now."My mom always favored Lilly more than me. 

"Mom she won't give it back!" for a 5 year old she sure could whine.

"Dylan Katherine Jacobs give you sister her doll back."I was done having fun so I just gave it to her."Now go change we are going over to our new neighbors house to welcome then in."

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing now."I looked down I was wear what I always wear. The only difference was I was covered in dirt. My mom gave me the look of all looks so I ran up stairs. MY dad came in to help me do my hair.

"Daddy?"

"Yes butterfly?" He brushed my hair down to lay flat.

"Why doesn't mommy like me as much as Lilly?"I look up at him.

He stops turns me around to look at him.  "Mommy doesn't like Lilly better. She loves you equally." I knew that wasn't true.

We walked over to the new neighbors house.  Mom brought cookies. Dad brought soda. Lilly brought Julie. And I had my game boy. We wait for them to open the door.

"Dylan stop tugging at you shirt."It was pink I didn't like pink that much I like blue and green. I stopped as the door open. A fairly tall man stood in the door way.

"Hi I'm Tom"The tall man says putting hand out to shake my dads, then my moms. He looks at me and Lilly."And who are these to cuties?"

"I'm Lilly and I"m gonna be the next Miss America."

"And who is this." I buried my face in my dads leg.

"This is Dylan She a bit of a shy one."My dad says he always gets me. He was my best friend. My mom looked at me and mouth straighten up. I didn't know what I did wrong. 

"This is my wife Mary. The kids are up stairs."

"You have kids."Lilly say with a bright smile. "Any girls my age I can play with?"She just gets to the point.

"Yes ma'm up stairs. and I have a son two. He's about your age Dylan."I looked oh great another boy in the neighborhood. There wasn't many girls my age on my street. If there was the were playing dolls while I was playing video games.

I went up stairs with Lilly to find the kids while our parents talked. I heard a gaming being played in a room. It sounded like Sonic. I walked in to the room to find a brown haired boy drinking soda and playing the game. Sonic I was right. I congratulated my self on knowing that. I look around to see a guitar and blue room. It was cool. How I always wanted my room but mom never let me do that. She said I needed to be more like a lady since I was almost 8.

Looking around a voice brakes my concentration."Who are you?" 

"I'm Dylan. I live down the street." I started. "You like -"

"Why is your name Dylan? That's a boys name. Your a girl. What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing is wrong with me."I wanted to punch him in the face. Everyone knew not to talk about my name. My dad picked it out.

"You're weird get out of my room."Before he could start I ran towards him and started to hit him. My dad says I have my moms temper. Next thing I know my dad is pulling me off of the kid.

"Butterfly what are you doing?" my dad asking holding me up in the air.

"He made fun of my name."I told them all as he ran to him bed.

"Cole Pendery is this true. Did you make fun of our guests name."His mom asked.

He looked scared."Yes but it's a boys name."

"I don't care young man you be nice and show her you games." She told him in a sterned voice.

My dad put me down and looked at me."Now you be nice and don't beat up people. Okay"I nod and walk towards the brat.

"You like Sonic games?"He ask. I didn't like Sonic. I loved Sonic. I had all the games that my dad could buy.

"Yeah I have all of them at home."I said trying to be cool.

"Do you have to new one?"He handed me the controller.

"No not yet I'm trying to get my dad to get it for me."

"I do"

We played for hours. with out talking then he finally broke the silence."So what school do you go to?"

"Coastal Elementary."

"Cool I think that's the one I'm going to." I looked around the room and found the guitar."You play?"

"No I wanna learn. I do play the piano."My mom makes me take lessons when I'm not at dance class.

"Wanna learn?"My face lit up as he handed me the guitar. "Here just don't brake it I just got it."

"Really? When?"

"Last week for my 8th birthday."My mouth droped.

"You're 8?"

"Yeah." He said with a smile. How old are you?"

"I'll be 8 next week."

"Cool our birthday's are almost together."

"Yeah."I hit a chord on the guitar.

"You know you're cool for being a girl and all."

"And you're okay for being a brat."I said with a smile.

"Want some cheetos?"

"Yes!" 

I could tell this was going to be a beautiful friendship