The next morning I woke up and decided that I was so going to take the chance to have a nice long bath that had hot water and would actually be considered a bath. So I grabbed the robe that someone had left in my room and went to the bath room that was attached to my room. My bathroom had a walk in closet a huge hot tub, a shower, and a huge vanity if I could spend all day in this one room I would but I knew that the others would want to see me at some point. I took a nice long bubble bath and then got dressed in my other pair of paints and a less tattered shirt that used to be a black but I have worn it so much it is faded to a gray color. When I left the bath room I went to find the kitchen and ended up in the pool room, when I say pool room I mean the room had a huge swimming pool and diving boards. This must be how Alex is in such good shape. I eventually found the kitchen and found cups for my glass of water, I would have had milk but it seemed wrong to take it and we rarely had milk growing up that I don’t remember the taste any more.
“Hey, who are you?” I turned around to see one of my older brothers standing there looking at me like he had no idea who I was, mind you I wasn’t sure if he was Adrian or Reece.
“Hey, I’m Gianna are you Adrian or Reece?” The look on his face when I said my name was really quite funny it’s like he forgot that he had two other sisters and now they are just being pulled back up from the grave.
“I’m Reece. Adrian moved out a few years ago. Are you really Gianna? I haven’t seen you since you were 8 so what 7 years ago? How’s mother?” sure he had to ask about the one person that I just didn’t want to talk about and the whole reason for me even being here. I wonder if he even knows what our youngest sister’s name is.
“Reece can you go wake up your sister please and tell her to wear whatever… oh there you are sweet heart I thought I’d have to send Reece up to wake you up so that everyone excluding me can take you and what’s her name shopping for some new cloths before school on Monday.” Sure my dad just had to walk in at that exact moment and actually make me want to shrivel up.
“Her name is Maria and she is 12, just so that you know seeing as you missed her last 8 birthdays. And some hard decisions but yay shopping thrift stores here I come.”
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Shopping was eventful I now have more cloths can you can imagine and none of them scream ME!! Maybe they are trying to make me into one of them but it won’t work I have my hair ok so maybe it’s a wig…shh don’t tell anyone and I still have my killer shoes. 3-6 inch heels in a variety of spikes and abnormal designs that I love. And that’s all they would let me pick out was shoes they didn’t even argue when I picked them out but the clothing that was a different story now I have a new wardrobe and a new shoes for Monday. We are apparently going out for super with the whole family to get me and Maria situated with everyone again and I get to see how much my brother has changed from a player when we grew up. I heard everyone is bringing a friend along with them, I want to know how that’s going to work with myself and Maria we don’t have friends in this town yet. Or at least I don’t but I haven’t really left the house like everyone else.
When Alex came into my room at 430 telling me to dress nicely and do something other than braids with my hair I was shocked. Why would I want to dress nicely I hate dressing up and wearing make-up but this is his family and their rules so I will do as I am told but the hair is a no go it stays in the braids that’s how the wig is meant to be worn sure I could take it out and do something with it but that would take hours and I would have to take it off my head to do anything with it so I will find a dress that I can wear my braids with and proudly show them off to the world. I decided on a short plaid dress that I can pull the country girl look off with my hair, and I wore little to no make-up. Finally my dad called us all down so that we can go to the restaurant and have a nice family welcome home meal for me and Maria.
Just one family diner how bad can it be really?
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Teach me how to trust again
Dla nastolatkówIts been almost 8 years since these two sisters have seen their farther and siblings. Gianna and Maria have been through so much can Ginna lear to trustsomeonme again and fall in loove after everything she has been through?
