Living With the Smith Family

Chapter 3 ~ Eventful Dinners

That's HALF of Beth's room off to the side! I'm really jealous. XD

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"Rebecca... I-I don't know what to say," I look around the room in astonishment. It looked nothing like the rest of the house, as if it were customized just for me. It looked like a much bigger version of my room. But still my room none the less.

The Tiffany blue walls compliment the all white furniture and the light hard wood floors making the already bright room even more cheery and pleasant. I look to the right and see an elevated area occupied by a queen sized bed with a white comforter draped over it and a sea foam green carpet lurking under. Also white furry bean bag in the corner of the area.

Across from the bed is a night stand with a flat screen TV on top of it and books dominating the shelves underneath.

There is also a huge bathroom to the right of the bed. With a shower, bathtub, two sinks, and lots of cupboards and drawers. It's any teenage girls dream, including mine.

I then look to the left and see a roomy desk for homework, large vanity, huge dresser, and a door.

Hmmm... a mysterious door? I think I'm going to make it a little less mysterious... Lets just hope curiosity doesn't kill the cat.

Walking over to the door I turn the handle and let out a strangled gasp. All I see are amazingly cute and sexy clothes in a closet that's almost as big as my new room. With a quantity of shoes that easily weighs twice my weight and clothes that only I could dream of wearing, I tear up.

"Rebecca, thank you so so much. You didn't have to do any of this." I choke out.

"Of course I had to sweetie, your family now, and I do anything and everything for my family." She steps forward engulfing me in her arms. "And," Rebecca says through my blonde hair, "your my first and only daughter so I had fun picking out all of the clothes and decorating your room. Your going to have to get used to me spoiling you honey, because I love doing it."

I giggle "I have a feeling that I'm never going to get used to being spoiled. I also have a hunch that I'm going to need you when it comes to dealing with all these boys" I untangle myself from Rebecca as she giggles courtesy of the comment concerning her sons.

"Okay well I'll let you settle in sweetie. Once you are, I will most likely be in the kitchen preparing dinner." She states, smiling warmly.

"Ok, I'll come find you once I'm done unpacking my things" I say nodding.

Once Rebecca swiftly exits the room I flop down onto my new bed with a million thoughts racing around in my head.

Why do they have such a large house?

What do Rebecca and John do for a living?

How can I cope with my parents death and live with all these boys at once?

Will I have trouble fitting in at my new school?

What if I don't make any friends?

What will I do when people ask why I moved here?

What if the guys hate me?

How will I fit in anywhere?

What if everyone gets sick of me and asks me to leave?

Where will I go if they do?

What school am I even going to?

Do they have a cheer squad at the school I'm going to?