Meeting Nathan Parker.

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Chapter two; Meeting Nathan Parker.

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Amy's POV

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We drove towards her house. It was a mansion. It was huge. It was amazing. It was. . .

Okay stop drooling Amy.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm you.

Oh right.

I couldn't help but to drool. It was so spacious. Beautiful. Magnificent. We stepped out and I went to get my luggage, when Ms. Parker stopped me.

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She gave me a smile.

"Leave it, Nathan would come and get it for you." She said. So that's the name of her son. Nathan Parker. Weird. We walked into the house and I gasped. If I thought it was beautiful before I was totally wrong. There wasn't words to describe this. The floor was tiled with grey tiles that looked like little stones.

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It was so spacious. There in the middle of the house was a huge staircase. It was gold with many steps that I figures led to the rooms. It was beautiful. This was mine. Woah. Ms. Parker smiled at me. She smiles a lot. She took me by the hand and let me to a door that stood on the right side of the staircase. We entered a living room. It was posh.

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It had cream colored sofa's that looked so heavenly comfortable. There was a fire place and had a flat screen TV on the wall as well as a very expensive sound system. It was really, unbelievable. I heard a man fake cough and I turned my attention to him. He was handsome. He barely looked a day over 30. He had light blond hair and striking grey eyes, and he looked fit. Actually he looked like the younger, better looking brother of Zeus.

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Okay well as you can see, I'm very into Greek Mythology. I loved the Gods. I smiled at the man and he extended his arm. I took it.

"My name is Martin, you must be Amy." I nodded. He smiled at me. I heard someone enter the room and I turned around just to be shocked. There stood the most handsome boy I have ever seen. My breath sped and my heart rate picked up. Oh my Gods.

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He had piercing grey eyes that complimented his messy, yet black hair. He had perfect features. He was fit too. I saw his muscles flex. Oh gods. Sex god.

Stop drooling! You look like a fool.

I snapped out of it. I felt a blush creep up to my cheeks. I turned my face away from him, not wanting him to see.

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