The only thing on my mind is how does this person know which way my room is.
When my hands were freed from whoever was holding them I lightly slapped my cheeks to come back to my senses.
After three tries I was finally back and on my bed watching and waiting for me were the ladies of the house.
Okay not this house but the ladies of their own houses.
Corrina -also known as my step mom- Rivera, Rochelle, Vivian and Valarie Valentino.
Now you know the perfect blonde female, that is Corrina Rivera. She has blonde hair and blue eyes. The same eye that Vin and Zach inherited from her.
Rochelle Valentino is a brunette with green eyes.
Although Vivian and Valarie have the same hair and eyes as Rochelle their facial structure is just like Tony. Also Vivian, the older twin has a mole on her left cheek while Valarie the younger one doesn't.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" I couldn't help but ask because the silence was really uncomfortable.
Now, I don't mind the uncomfortable silence because I can tolerate it but I haven't heard them speak a single word in all the time they have been here for. And I don't know what to say, do or expect.
Women are weird. And you can never be too careful in these kind of things.
"Cats or dogs?" Vivian asked,
I don't know why but she did.
"Both or none." I answered quickly.
It kinda feels like a rapid fire or questionnaire. So I try to answer as quickly as I can while keeping my blank and calm facade on.
"Pink or Red?" This time, it was Valarie.
"Red."
"Shorts or skirts? " Again Vivian.
I think they are doing the your turn, my turn thing.
"Shorts."
"Boots or Converse?"
"Converse."
"Chocolate or Ice cream?"
"Chocolate ice cream."
"Tops or dresses?"
"Tops. Definitely tops."
I was waiting for more questions but none came the girls looked at each other and then at me.
"Welcome to the family." They said together.
And unknowingly I released a sigh due to the relief I felt.
"I wouldn't be so relieved if I were you." Vivian warned.
I opened my mouth to ask why but got cut off by Valarie.
"You see the moms in the room?" She asked in a low voice and I nodded my yes. " Well me and Viv maybe twins but they know more about twin telepathy than us." She said like it was the biggest mystery.
"And they haven't spoken yet, you know when a mom doesn't speak at first, right?" Vivian continued where Valerie left off and I shook my head in answer. "You don't, well let me tell you it means something is cooking, not in the kitchen but in their minds." She finished.
"And you are in for hell." They spoke together again.
What the freaking hell is going on.
Another interrogation is coming up.
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Misunderstood
Teen FictionCameron Xavier Mathews is a blunt mystery. With just one look she can keep everyone far away from herself. Nobody really knows who she is. That's until they come along. The Golden Boy Vincent. The Bad Boy Damien. The Loner Boy Romero. With them bein...