· My Echo · A Mikey Fusco Love Story {COMPLETE}

• My Echo • A Mikey Fusco Love Story ❤ [5]

Hey you guys! So, in all honestly, do you guys think this story is going to be good? Because if not, I can stop now and start another one! You guys know I have another story on the way, but I want to get into Echo a bit more before I start posting that other story. So soon I will be posting two stories at once! :) Anywho, enjoy chapter 5 of Echo!
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 The piercing morning sun shined through Rachel's window and burned through her closed eyelids as she slept peacefully in her new bedroom. She moaned softly as her eyes slowly fluttered open and she quickly hid them from the vivid morning sun. She turned her back to the window and sat up as her eyes fluttered open once more and she scanned her surroundings, taking a moment to process where she was. She yawned quietly and slipped her blankets off of her legs and pushed herself out of the bed and into her closet. She blinked a few times and rubbed her eyes, processing the amount of clothing that was displayed before her; Sasha must have bought her more clothes. She shook her head and stumbled out of the closet and into the bathroom, getting ready for the day.

"How do you think she's going to adjust?" Asked John as he sipped his morning coffee and put the newspaper down.
"I... I don't know," Sasha sighed, bringing a plate of food over to her husband, "She's been through a lot in her short life, I can tell you that. Amanda was never the best person in the world, and I can't even begin to imagine what that woman put Rachel through," Sasha shook her head and walked back to the stove, "I just hope she knows she's safe here with us."
John nodded, taking another sip of his coffee and looked back at the newspaper, though he was too distracted to actually read. He had never had a daughter before, just three sons, and he was excited to treat Rachel like she was their own, but from her behavior last night, it seemed to him that she was scared of him. He quickly ate what was on his plate and left for work.
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 Rachel stared at herself in the mirror and took a deep breath. Her hair was curled perfectly, and her lips were coated with a light shade of peach colored lip gloss. She had on a baby blue over the shoulder shirt and a pair of white Miss Me jeans that had angel wings embellished in diamonds on the butt, and to top the outfit off, a pair of sparkly baby blue Vans covered her small feet. She took one last look at herself in the full length mirror before walking down the stairs to greet Sasha.
"Good morning," Rachel spoke shyly as she entered the kitchen and Sasha spun around.
"Perfect timing!" She chirped, a smile forming on her lips, "I just finished fixing up your breakfast," Rachel's stomach churned at the thought of food, but she smiled anyway and sat at the table.
"Thank you," she mumbled, and Sasha took a seat next to her at the counter.
"So tonight, I'm making my famous spaghetti and meatballs, and our neighbors are coming over," Rachel's eyes sparkled at the mention of her favorite food; for the first time in years, food actually sounded good to her. Rachel wasn't used to having food to eat, or even being told to eat. All her life her mother had called her fat, and refused to feed her; Rachel was alone in almost every aspect of her life.
"That sounds good," Rachel smiled, nodding her head as she took a bite of the scrambled eggs that were on her plate. 
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"Mikey!" Wanda smacked his butt through the sheets and then pulled them off of his comfortable body.
"Mommmm," he groaned into his pillow, his eyes staying shut, "I'm on vacation... I should be able to sleep as long as I want," he mumbled, wiping the drool from his chin.
"It's 2 in the afternoon, Mikey. I don't care if you're on vacation, get up," she smacked his butt once more before exiting his cozy room.
He groaned softly before falling out of his bed and crawling into his bathroom and he began to get ready for the day.
"Are you happy now?" Mikey asked 10 minutes later as he walked down the stairs. His pants were saggin as always, and he was wearing a black v-neck with the word VLADO engraved in white across his chest , and his hair was styled in a fohawk perfectly.
"Very much so," smiled his mother Wanda as she kissed his cheek, "Now I promised Sasha we would be over there early so we could get to know... Rachel... yeah, that's her name, Rachel.. or more you could get to know her. I talked to Sasha on the phone last night, and she said Rachel is a very shy girl, and sometimes you can come off as a bit intimidating, so tone that down a bit," She gave Justin a look and he smiled innocently at his mother as he followed her out the door and to Sasha and John's house.
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I feel like I complain about my writing too much, so I'll just do that from now on!
Thanks for putting up with stupidness you guyssssss!!
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What do you guys think will happen in the next chapter?