I Promise (Clean Version)

~Chapter Six~

There, I found an unfamiliar man hugging Darren. He had our family face shape, but straight hair.

"Chuck, this is Luna, our younger sister, Luna, this is Chuck, the oldest," Darren said. Crazy. Two weeks ago, I was positive I would never know my biological family. Now, I have two older brothers. I hugged Chuck and I finally soaked in our family characteristics. We all had black hair, but different. Chuck's was straight while Darren's was curly. Mine was wavy, but used to be curly. We were all semi-tan with brown eyes. Chuck had caramel brown and Darren had chocolate brown. I had onyx brown eyes. Somehow, in this setting, I finally found my home. Home is where family is. And this is mine.

"So, twenty years of life to catch up on. Let's do this," Chuck said.

"Lightning round questions," Darren suggested. I went first.

"Um, major in college and why," I said.

"Song writing and management. I've always wanted to start a band," Chuck said.

"Acting. I've loved it for as long as I can remember," Darren said.

"English and journalism. It's been a dream to publish a book, but I have to make a living, so journalism is a good temporary way," I said.

"Favorite ice cream flavor," Chuck started.

"Oreo," Darren said, closing his eyes in pure bliss at the mere thought.

"Mint chocolate chip and caramel tie," I said honestly.

"Strawberry."

"Um, favorite hobby." Darren said.

"Reading, writing, and fangirling. I'm a nerd." I said, the childhood title once a source of fear becoming my identity that I was proud of.

"Music. There's nothing wrong with being a nerd." Chuck said, hoping that I was proud of the title.

"Music and acting." Darren said.

"Favorite Harry Potter character." I offered.

"Ron." Chuck said, shrugging.

"Harry Potter. Because he's totally awesome," Darren said, hoping I would notice the reference.

"Luna." I smiled.

"How you met your best friend," Chuck said.

"I met Joey in college. Orientation, actually."

"I actually met him when I was adopted. Robert. He's my adoptive cousin," I said.

"I met George in high school. We talked a lot over the phone in college. We're still really close."

"Let's see here, um, your reaction when we found out about each other," Darren said.

"I have a good story," Chuck said.

"My turn!" I exclaimed, "Well, um we were going to a dinner with the rest of our family. I had pulled over and I would've slammed on the brakes if I hadn't pulled over."

"Well, actually, I'm the oldest, so when I heard about the fact I was having a sibling, I was pretty excited. Then two years went by and I was excited for another sibling," Chuck said. "When I realized you weren't just a face that was in an album, I broke down."

"Well, I don't remember any of that," Darren began, "When I realized yeah that you were still alive, I was in shock for a few hours."

"Um, well, on that note, favorite color." I said.

"Red." Chuck answered.

"Purple." Darren replied.

"Blue." I said, my default before I launch into an explanation of which shade I like best.