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𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐮𝐧 | Part One

Do I have to go here, out of all the places I could have gone to in Amerique I have to go here? The car I'm in goes by the lined houses slower than I expect, the driver looks in the mirror at me then he turns his attention back to the icy cold road. I turn my head to the side and I start to look out the window, the early morning sun just poking above the houses. I sigh out as I see some people having a morning jog outside and some with there dogs running past the car I'm stuck in for however long left.

 I take in the sky and the beautiful morning colours splashed across like they're dripping down merging. The reds, oranges and yellows flow across the des nugages while the blues and light purples creep with the sun. I take my new cell phone and go onto the camera feature and with it snapping a photo of it, I check the photo and see it turned out better than I thought. God, I need to learn English better.

I put it back in my pocket and then again I'm back to looking out of the window, I finally feel the car come to a stop and I grow excited, nervous and annoying all in one. I look to the side while the car parks and I look at the house I'll be staying at from now on. The house looks nice having two floors and a garden with some yellow and blue flowers already there, There is a garage next to that able to fit one car and the whole house looks to be built with white brick and the roof grey tiles. I like the house it seems like a house and not like one of those ads for a house that just looks like cardboard boxes.

 I open my car door and rush to the house and flinging open the door so hard it almost broke the door frame, I start to look around and it seems normal. The living room has two black couches and an ottoman with a brown coffee table with a remote, plant pot and book laying on it. The TV also looks normal being an average size and the cabinet under it has more books, movies and a box for storage. 

I turn my head and move on the grey rug to the dining room where I'm met with brown wooden floor and a long oak table that can seat ten people on these brown chairs a little lighter than the table. While a large light fixture hangs and again more plants and some oak shelves with a small window seat with grey cushions.

 I walk to the kitchen and see a fairly big kitchen with white and light oak for the cabinets and counters while laying on the counters are a small coffee machine, a kettle, a toaster, small spice rack that can hold about ten different spices and another potted plant, what with Americans and plants? There is a four stove burner and an oven under that with a  sliver fridge next to it.

 I look over a smaller wall so you can look at a sitting room while you cook, there is another couch this time its white with a blanket and massive windows and bookshelves. I walk over to the side between the living room and sitting room and see an oak staircase, I almost run-up but get stopped by the driver of the car.

  I groan knowing what hes gonna say and I walk to the doorway seeing some cops and the one person I have left, my aunt (Y/A/N). I run over and hug her lightly and she looks at me caringly, she smiles taking my hand and turning us both to the three cops standing in front of us. "So Ms (Y/L/N) and (Y/N) this is where you'll be staying from now on, we have security down the street. I see that (Y/N) has already seen the first floor, we furnished it but you can change it if you do want. (Y/N) school will start in four hours for you so be out the front of the house ready, as for you Ms (Y/A/N) can we sign some papers and talk for a bit?"

 My aunt nods then she looks at me smiling. "Soyez sur votre meilleur comportement pour la vie de moi. Je vais parler à la police vous allez dans votre chambre et préparez-vous, je t'aime tellement ("be on your best behavior for the life of me. I will talk to the police you go to your room and get ready, I love you so much") She tells me making the cops face turn dumbfounded and I nod.

 I go back into the cosy home and I see my bags on the floor ready to go into my new room, I grab the tree bags and start to go up the stairs with some difficulty. I take some time but I finally get to the top and I look at the five doors, I walk forwards and I open it. It's not my bedroom but a nice bathroom almost bare in appearance, there is a toilet and a double sink with cabinets on the bottom and a large mirror with two basins and some shelves on the side.