We borded out of the plane and after a half an hour we finally got out of the airport. We drove to our new house and my mouth dropped open. The house was beautiful. Everything was amazing I can't even explain it. We went inside and it looked huge. There was already furniture in it and it looked like someone already has been living here. I turn to my aunt and see her hugging this man. I stared at them until they looked at me. I made this confused look until she talked.
"Trina this is my boyfriend, Mark," She said smiling facing back to him.
"H..hi Mark, I'm K..Katrina," I stuttered looking at him.
"It's nice to finally meet you," Mark smiled and held out his hand. I shook it and looked away.
We stood there in silence until I heard a bang.
"Daaaddd!" Someone yelled from a room down the hall.
"I'll be back," Mark said walking away.
I turned to my aunt giving her a look. "How come you didn't tell me? When did you divorce and get together with Mark? How long has this been going on? How did you find him?" I quietly asked with a frustrated look.
"I'll answer all your questions later," She replied as Mark came back with two other boys.
"Katrina I want you to meet my two sons, Jack and Christian," He said pointing to the two boys. Jack looks taller and older than Christian.
"Hi I'm Jack, I'm the oldest," Jack said holding out his hand.
"Katrina," I replied shaking his hand.
"Hey, I'm Chris," He said waving.
"Nice to meet you," I said giving a little smile. Chris looked pretty cute. But he's not my type.
"Chris is 17 turning 18 in a month, and Jack here just turned 20," Mark said patting the boys one by one. "Chris can show you around school when you start tomorrow."
"Okay" I said looking at Chris.
"Jack why don't you show Katrina her room," Mark said nudging him.
"Right this way," Jack said gesturing the right. I grabbed my luggage and he led me up some stairs and went straight down a hallway. My room was at the very end. I opened the door and gasped and let go my suitcase. There was a queen sized bed and a balcony right across from it. There was other doors so I decided to go and open them. The first door I opened revealed a walk in closet. I grinned and walked back out. The next door revealed my own bathroom. It was a pretty good size. It had a shower, toilet, sink, and many other things. Above the sink there was a gigantic mirror. I've always wanted my own bathroom. I can get use to this! I walked out and sat on my bed. I looked around and the walls were teal. I had a nice black and white bed spread and had a lot of matching pillows. Jack was still standing in the doorway and was smiling.
"Thank you for showing me my room," I said getting up and walking to him.
"No problem, I hope you like it," He said putting his hands in his pocket.
"I love it," I replied smiling. And with that he left and went back downstairs.
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