Black Combat Boots

Chapter Three

I almost drop the box I'm holding. This is no house. It's a fricken MANSION!!!!

We walk into the house that has two sets of stairs on each side. Behind the stairs, on the left is a hall to the kitchen. The right is a hall with archways into the dining room, living room and family room. The back wall, behind the hall but straight ahead of the stairs, is all windows and glass doors. There's 10 bedrooms and 10 full bath and 2 half bath.

My bedroom has white walls with mint polka dots. I have a plastic-y white full bed frame, white desk, white makeup vanity with a white mirror, white entertainment system with a white flat screen TV and a white bookshelf, full of books. There's a walk-in closet full of clothes! There is also two dressers, ones full the others empty. I have black sheets, mint fluffy blanket and a white comforter. I have three white bean bags, too.

I run to the kitchen and hug Victor and Helen. Helen is Victor's wife.

"Boys! Come down please!" Helen yells.

After you hear footsteps.

I look up and see seven kids staring at me. One of them being Luke.

"Line up oldest to youngest." One whispers.

They move around and are in a line, that looks like height order but its probably oldest to youngest. All have brown hair and brown eyes.

"This is the oldest, Jeff he's 19.

"This is Sam. He's 18.

"This is Luke. He's 17.

"This is Kyle, he's 15.

"This is Henry, he's 10.

"This is Carter, he's 5.

"And this is Chuck, he's 2."

I might be able to remember their names, but probably only Luke.

Victor gets the boys to help me with my bags/boxes.

We take my stuff upstairs. My clothes will probably take up the whole empty dresser. But not much more because I don't have that much. I mean I did have to pay for everything myself.

"So, you like the house?" Luke asks. All the other guys left, it's just Luke and I sitting on the bean bags.

"Yeah. It's a lot bigger than my old house. My old house was just a townhouse. Two bed, one bath." I tell him.

"Wow, big change." He says surprised.

"Yeah. I might need a map to get to the kitchen." I say 100% serious.

"Ask Chuck to, and he will." Luke tells me.

"So. You're family's wealthy?"

"Yeah. Helen's an author and as you know Dad's a police officer."

"Why don't you call Helen Mom?" I ask.

"Why don't you stay out of your business?" He snaps. He walks out, slamming the door.

I sit on my bed, stunned.

"Kids, dinner!" Helen yells.

I make my way downstairs only to run into Sam. See I do remember their names!

I mumble a sorry and try to leave but Sam grabs my arm.

"Wait. How's it going?" He tries to make a conversation.

"Uh, good? I wondered around a while ago and got lost." We laugh.

At dinner, Luke isn't there.

"He's almost never around for dinner." Helen sighs.

"Do you know where he goes?" I ask.

Victor says yes just as Helen says no.

Victor sighs and shakes his head. "Helen you know where he goes, you just wish you didn't."

"You're right I wish I didn't!" She snaps.

"Well, you do! You have to accept that!" Victor yells.

"I don't have to be disappointed in him, he isn't my son!" Helen yells, she gets up from the table and goes upstairs. Victor goes outside.

The boys look at me to see my reaction. "Well, that was...some dinner." I say. I decide not to butt in, this isn't my family.

"I'm going to turn in for the night. Um, goodnight." I awkwardly finish, I go up to my room.

I take a shower, get dressed in light blue and grey pajama pants and a grey tank top. I let my hair air dry.

I watch Once Upon a Time from a bean bag.

"Hey Minty." I turn to my door. Luke is leaning on the door frame.

"What?" I grumble exasperatedly.

"Heard there was an explosion at dinner." He informs me.

"Yeah," I nod.

"Fair warning, that happens often." He says, walking out.

"Looking forward to it!" I call after him sarcastically.

I try to fall asleep in the ultra comfortable bed, but I can't. So I decide to make myself a cup of warm coco. I head into the kitchen, it takes me a minute to find everything but eventually I do. I put a stick of cinnamon in along with some sprinkled on top of the whipped cream. I head back up to my bedroom, once I'm there I take a picture of my hot coco from my Polroid camera.

After I drink it, careful not to burn my tongue/throat/mouth, I finally fall asleep.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hello. Look its chapter threee. Okay bye my unicorns.

-A<3