Never Forgotten (ON HOLD)

Chapter 6

After the house was spotless and I had my bag packed I went to Tiffany's.

My mom said she would drive us to Tiffany's so the three of us piled into her car. I found something out about Tiffany too, when she is excited she talks a whole lot.

It didn't even bother my mom, she just talked whenever she could get a word in and commented on what she said occasionally.

"Natalie come on." Tiffany said bringing me out of my thoughts.

I looked up and saw a huge cream colored house with big bay windows and about five or six columns at the front of the house. "This is where you live?" I asked Tiffany shocked.

"Oh yeah I forgot you didn't know. My mom is a designer and my dad is a music producer. They aren't home a lot though that's why you come over every week." Tiffany explained.

We got out of the car and my mom drove off leaving me staring at the house with wide eyes. Tiffany grabbed my arm and pulled me up to the house and through the front door.

The inside was even more impressive than the out. There was two big stair cases going up to the second story. Tiffany walked passed them and into a kitchen that was bigger than my whole house.

"So where are you're parents at now?" I asked looking around the kitchen.

"Mom is in Paris for a fashion show and dad had recording to do there to." She said with her head in the refrigerator.

I walked over to the island and pulled out one of the stools to sit on. "What are you doing?" I asked Tiffany who was now searching the pantry.

"I was looking for something to eat but I can't find anything you don't have to cook." She sighed and closed the pantry door with a loud bang making me jump.

"Who usually cooks for you?"

"You do, you love to cook sometimes I think you only come over to use my kitchen." She said smiling.

Her smile fell from her face and was replaced by a frown. "Nate told me Tanner asked you out."

I just shrugged my shoulders. "Yeah he did but I said no. I like somebody else." I said smiling thinking of how cute Nate was.

"WHO?!?!?!" Tiffany screamed.

I laughed at the face she was making she had her mouth gaped open and he hands where gripping the counter tops.

"I'll tell you later. First let's find something for me to cook." I said jumping off the stool and going to the fridge.

"What do I usually fix you?" I asked looking at all the food they had stored. It was like the ate all the time but Tiffany was so skinny I knew she couldn't.

"Don't worry about it I'll order us a pizza."

She ran out of the kitchen to go get a phone. "Oh go on up to my room It's up the stairs last door on the right." she said poking her head back in.

I wondered around until I finally found her room and my mouth dropped. Her room had all four of her walls a different color, one electric blue, one hot pink, one lime green and the last lavendar.

Her bed was just as colorful it had a blue comforter with pink and purple pillows and a green blanket threw at the bottom of the bed. She had a make up table that was purple with a green chair. Her television stand was even pink.

All of it matched and it looked really good together to. "Do you like my room?" Tiffany asked standing behind me.

"Yeah it's so colorful."

"You helped me pick the stuff out and even helped me paint it" she said walking over to her bed and laying down on it.

"Why did we paint it I'm sure you're parents could of hired somebody to do it" I said looking at her curiously.

"We aways do stuff on our own. We even have a chef but you always want to do the cooking. I don't like being waited on hand and foot. It's nice sometimes but gets boring."

I heard the door bell ring and Tiffany jumped up smiling. "Pizza's here."

We raced down the stairs and started shoving each other trying to get to the door first. I slipped on the waxed floors and landed on my butt.

Tiffany started laughing at me so I grabbed her leg and pulled it making her fall barely catching herself before smacking her face on the floor.

"For someone who just got out of the hospital for a head injury you would think you would be more careful" Tiffany said getting off the floor.

"Why it's your head not mine." I said laying back on the floor.

"About time you answered the door." I heard a make voice say.

I looked up and saw Cannon standing there with a pizza box in his hands.

"Sorry Natalie and I was wrestling." Tiffany pointing at me laying in the floor.

"Oh hey Natalie how's the weather down there?" Cannon asked smirking at me.

"Great but we are hoping for a little rain" I stood up and noticed Tiffany smiling a Cannon.

"Well I'll take this" I grabbed the pizza out of his hands and ran to the kitchen.

A little while later Tiffany came in smiling.

"Give him a good tip?" I asked winking at her.

"NO! I don't like him like that." she said stomping her foot.

"Whatever I know you like him just like I like Nate."

"YOU LIKE NATE?!?!?!?!?!?!" Tiffany screamed.

Ooopppps maybe that was a mistake.