In loving hands-Anxceit

Moving

I slump back in the front seat of my dad's car. I am so angry that he made me leave my parents old house. Yes, I am adopted.

I was deep in thought when I felt something on my shoulder. I recognize it as dad's hand and quickly shrug it off. I hear him sigh but I don't look at him. "Virgil I know your upset about leaving but try to look on the bright side.

I gave him a look that said 'Do you know who your talking to?' Then turned and looked out the window again. "Virgil I know a lot has happened in the past three years but this is a good opportunity for you" he says and I just cross my arms indicating I don't want to talk. He sighs again and we get through the rest of the drive without talking.

After another hour or so we pulled up to this white house with a blue house to the right and a red house to left. I quickly get out, grabbing my bag from the trunk, and go inside. The walls on the inside were painted a grey color and the floors were all carpet.

I sigh as I look around. I notice a staircase in front of the living room and I go up to see what's there. When I get to the top of the stairs I see four doors on the right and three doors down the left. I go to the first door on the left and open it.

The walls were painted a light teal color and there shelves and shelves of books on the walls with a black leather chair in the far right corner. I smile to myself knowing I'm spending most of my time in here. I close the door and go to the room next to it.

I look through the rest of rooms and four of them are bedrooms, one is a bathroom, and the last room is an office of some kind. I go to the very last door on the right, the smallest bedroom, and start unpacking my things. I hear the door next door open and a heavy thump so I know dad found his room.

About halfway through unpacking and there was a knock at the door. I sigh silently wanting whoever it is to go away but I know dad's going to open the door. I continue to unpack what little stuff I had until I hear my name being called.

I reluctantly go to the door and I see a boy who looks to be my age with dark blonde hair and blue eyes. He has thick black glasses and is wearing a baby blue polo shirt with tan khakis. There is a woman behind him who looks exactly like him but she has a sky-blue dress on with black heels.

"Hi, I'm Patton!" The boy says sticking out his hand. I wasn't prepared for him to do that so I jump back with my eyes wide. "Sorry, he's not used to people touching him" dad says and I let my body relax.

"Oh that's ok, we came over to see if you would like to me us and the prince's" Patton says with a bright smile. "Yeah sure, sounds like fun" dad says as we follow them to the blue house next door. When they open the door there are three men and women on the couch.

One man has a blue suit on and has light brown hair and thick rimmed glasses. The second one has on a white long sleeve shirt with red jeans and has brown hair. The guy next to him looks more about my age and is wearing a red shirt with blue jeans and a white jacket.

Finally the two girls are wearing matching red dresses with gold heels. There was a selection of hi's and hello's coming from everyone in the room. My dad greeted everyone while I just stayed back.

'This is gonna be horrible' think to myself as all three of the kids in the room looked at me.