Fire Heart

2

After what felt like hours in customs I finally made my way down the stairs pulling my light blue suit case with me. The suit case acted like a bowling ball, flying down the stairs in an attempt to knock multiple humans 'pins' over. So far I had whacked three people and almost run myself over four times. how was my assistant always so graceful?

I emerged through the huge doors into the downstairs airport to be collected by my new family. My eyes scouted around the hall where may people had gathered to greet there loved ones and of course I didn't recognise a single face! Great. Thanks dad could have given me a picture or something to go by. Finally my eyes landed on a family of three a mother with mid-length bleach blond hair an orange fake tan, cotton candy coloured lipstick and a pink floral dress to match her lips. This woman needed to realise her age, she reminded me of a barbie horror movie! Surprisingly the dad seemed fairly normal his slightly rounded body and few wrinkles told me he was in his late forties he had a pair of light brown three quarter lengths, a plain white v neck t-shirt and he was holding a sign with bold letters saying 'Jasmine from Spain.' The son however didn't look so cool casual. He had short black hair which was spiked up around his chubby face with way too much gel, a horrible looking red and yellow stripped top which was a tad on the tight side and a phone in his hand which he was still tapping away at some kind of game I guessed.
I took a deep breath accepting these people were going to be my new family for a while, and mentally vowing to kill my dad at the nearest possible chance for making me live with them.
"Hi my names Jasmine"
"Hi Jasmine, my name is Rob, this is Sally and Kevin" the dad said pointing at the mum and his son... Kevin what a beautiful name I thought sarcastically.
After we got over the initial chit chat they guided me to there car.
"Naww honey what's the limp for?" Sally asked pouting her bottom lip.
"I had a fall. In the.... kitchen. I'm so clumsy, some how I managed to dislocate my hip and break my leg, it was a whole ago now but it still hurts" I laughed off the lie, of course it wasn't the truth but I didn't want to go through the pain of explaining my massive show jumping crash. The one where I almost killed my horse by trying to jump a World Cup drunk, he trusted me and I killed him. Something I could never let myself live down, and I refused to ever ride again because I never wanted to cause an animal that much pain again.
"Aw sweetie that's to bad, how long have you had it for?"
"Six months" I answered shorty before dropping back to walk with the gaming kid, I didn't want to continue this conversation.
We reached their white land rover. It had fluffy white chairs and pink dice hanging from the mirror. This must be Sally's car I thought to myself, as I jumped in a waft of strong smelling perfume almost knocked me out. I rolled my eyes at how cliche Sally was and stared out the window the whole way to their place, only offering minimal answers to their incessant questioning.
Finally we reached a little white villa with intricate designs around the roof of the deck and a cute little flowery garden.
"Home sweet home" Rob sighed to himself.
As he said that Sally looked back at me, " yes it's a shame you'll only be spending three nights here before you go off to a school camp. Three whole weeks of country lifestyle."
"What! My dad never told me that!" So much for sneaking off and finding a club or finding a party to gate crash.
"Aw honey I'm sorry about that, I told your dad about it many times. He thought it would do you some good. In fact, if you do well there he's thinking of letting you stay, he has some deal with the camp owner lady you see, I cant believe you didn't know"
I was to angry to reply. I was to angry for words, dad had taken it too far this time.