Chapter 3

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I stand in front of the porch that is going to be my home for the next two months. It is a really nice house. It had beautiful large windows and it looks really big. I recompose myself and knock on the door. A woman opens the door and almost immediately smiles at me. ''hi, you must be Paris.'' I nod my head and her smile got even wider. ''Come on in, dinners almost ready. You arrived just on time.'' I give her a quick smile of which I hope didn't look to fake, because it absolutely was. When I walk inside my mouth drops on the floor. My suspicions weren't completely false, the house was huge. Even bigger than I thought it would be when I stood outside. ''its big isnt it?'' I nod my head again. Then a man comes down the stairs he sees me and smiles brightly. ''Paris?'' he asks. I nod my head. He smiles warmly at me and introduces himself. ''I'm Mark.'' ''oh dear, I havent even introduced myself. Oh, how stupid of me. Im sorry Paris, Im Shelby.'' I just nod at them and smile. ''We're really sorry about what happened with your parents.'' Mark says. Immediately my eyebrows raise up in confusion. I look around the room and find a piece of paper and a pen. I quickly write on the paper. ''how do you know about that?'' and I give it to them. ''what do you mean how do you know about that, you know that your background information is in your file right?'' Shelby asks. I nod my head quickly. ''then why are you so confused?'' mark asked. I pull the paper back and just as my pen hits the paper with a lot of noise someone comes down the stairs. ''hey mom, is dinner ready yet?'' the girl asks. She looks at Mark and then her eyes land down on me, and she smiles. ''hi, my name is Lilly what is your name?'' she smiles at me like shes waiting for an answer. Then her smile fades and she realized that there was not going to come an answer. ''Lilly this is Paris, Paris this is Lilly. Its the girl I told you about remember?'' Shelby quickly says to break the awkward silence. ''oh, yes I forgot sorry Paris didnt mean to be rude.'' I simply smile at her and she returns it. ''mom can I be the one that gives her a tour around the house?'' Lilly asks. ''well'' Shelby starts. ''please, please, please mom.'' ''ok, fine but when your done youre going to help me set the table, ok Lilly''. ''yes, mom.'' Lilly quickly said before pulling one of my suitcases from my hands and with her other hand pulling me upstairs. I must say the tour I got was much more fun than I thought I would be. ''ok, so here is my brothers room, youll meet him later. Hes usually a very late sleeper and just a heads up: do not wake Dolan when hes asleep, unless you want to die.'' She said the last thing very seriously, but after that she just got her normal happy smile back and continued the tour. ''this is Gaby's room you probably wont see her often shes out a lot. Across the hall is my room, and here is yours.'' She walked over to a nice white wooden door with the Eiffel tower on it. Suddenly Lilly bursts out laughing. I look at her with a questioning look in my eyes. She sees me looking at her and explains it. ''There is a Eiffel tower on your door.'' I nod still not getting why she thinks thats so funny. ''your name is Paris, and theres an Eiffel tower on your door. Thats just pure coincidence we didnt know your name until the last week, but your room was already done. I forgot about it and now I just remembered, and I think its quite funny.'' Realization now sets in and for the first time since I got here I have a genuine smile on my face. ''Ill leave you to it then, you have your own bathroom next to your room. If you need something you can just ask me or my parents.'' I nod and she goes down to help her mother. I push open the door and my mouth drops to the floor.

A/n

hi lovely readers I hope you like my story so far. the picture above is Lilly I wanted to multiple pictures in but I have no idea how I could do that. so if anyone knows how to do that please say it to me.

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