Davina Davidson was a rather isolated teenager. At the age of 13, she was put into the foster care system when her parents were arrested for the murder of her older brother, Mason. She spent the next 4 and a half years bouncing from house to house...
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"Alright, ya'll ready?" Issac hummed as we loaded ourselves in the truck.
"It's still not fair, I wanted shotgun," Jackson huffed, climbing in the back with Anthony as I buckled up, a smug grin on my face.
"Should've ran faster, I warned ya last night that she's been doing this for a while," Issac chuckled.
Jackson thought he'd be be the one to outrun me. He wasn't happy about being wrong.
"Don't be a baby, Jacky-Poo," I teased, much to the boy's amusement.
Jackson sulked in his seat, mumbling a 'whatever' under his breath as Issac pulled out of the driveway, and we began the 2 hour drive to the amusement part.
Most of the drive was spent screaming at the top of our lungs to the radio, singing along to any song we knew. We had stopped about halfway through to get snacks and drinks for everyone, so our karaoke party was put on hold while we munched on chips, continuing the drive. We finally arrived around noon, and Issac bolted straight for the biggest coaster, Jackson not far behind him.
"What's your favorite thing here?" I asked, turning my attention to Anthony.
"The food," he grinned.
"How on Earth are you still hungry?"
"I'm a growing guy, Davina. My hunger never ends."
We both laughed, then Anthony pulled me along to a swing ride, that sways you back and fourth, taking you higher each time until you're upside down, now being swung in circles. That ride soon came to an end, and we rode three more before deciding to find the other two we arrived with. Finding Jackson wasn't hard, since he was in line for the ride we had just gotten off of. After promising him we'd ride it again before we left, he left his spot and joined us on the mission to find Issac.
"Where did you see him last?" Anthony asked his brother.
"I don't know, I thought he was going to ride Splinter with me, but he wasn't there when I got in line."
I furrowed my brows. Where could he have gone? It was that moment that he erupted from a crowd of people.
"There you guys are! There's someone I want you to meet," he began, before gesturing to a girl standing beside him.
Not just any girl though, she was beautiful. She had waist length blonde hair, bright blue eyes, tied together by one of the most gorgeous tans I've ever seen.
"This is Caroline, my girlfriend from NCU," he smirked, clearly proud to flaunt her.
"Nice ta' meet you, Caroline," Jackson smiled before gesturing to Anthony and I. "This is our brother Anthony, and this Davina."
I smiled, swallowing my nerves seeing the walking model in front of me. I didn't even know he had a girlfriend.
