Sierra Moore is just an average 16 year old. Well, was. Two weeks before her Junior year of high school, her and her entire family got into a car wreck. Her siblings and her parents didn't make it.
So, she moved into a huge home with a teenage boy...
We're driving down the highway when I realized I never took my phone off airplane mode, so I quickly do that. Dozens of texts show up. For a minute, I thought they were from my parents, but it wasn't. I decided to wait til later to answer them.
And hour later we arrived to a gated home. The gates opened to the most beautiful house I've ever seen.
"Wow... May this is your house?" I ask, getting out when we parked.
"Not mine, ours. Your apart of this family now. Don't forget that. No matter what any of the boys say, your family. But I'm going to warn you. We've never had a girl live here besides me and the girls that boys bring over. So, they might be walking around in the boxers," May explains as we walk up the stairs and into the home. She walks to a little box and presses a button. "Boys, please come down stairs and greet your new guest and I. Thank you."
I stand by the door, holding onto my bag and phone like something bad gonna happen. I mean you never know where these boys put there hands and noses. I blush after thinking that. Bad idea. What the hell Sierra! Pay attention! Stop talking to yourself and dreaming of last night with Mika.
I immediately look up from my bag to a bunch of really hot boys. I'm pretty sure there either standing in order or just randomly, but I do notice that they're all staring at me like a piece of meat. I blush. And one of them smirk like he knew why. Must be Tyler.
"Boys, introduce yourself and don't just stand there like you've never seen a girl before!" May says, pushing them at me. "Hurry up boys, we've got more to do."
The one I'm guessing is Tyler, looks at me and glares. "I'm Tyler."
"I'm Gavin. Your pretty," he says.
I blush. "Thanks, I guess."
"I'm Blake. I'm Michael," the twins say.
"I'm Lucas," a short, but cute boy said.
"I'm Jake," a boy, with his nose in a book, says.
"I'm Matt! Pleased to meet you!" The cute little one says.
"Nice to meet you all. I'm Sierra," I greet them. The oldest two keep staring at me and when I looked at them, they either glare or look away.
"Tyler, can you show Sierra to her bedroom? Make sure she know her way around. Her name is on her door, so it should be easier. Thank you!" May asks Tyler, pointing towards the stairway.
He grunts and looks at me."Let's go, bitch."
I look at him with wide eyes. Why did he call me a bitch? What did I do? I follow him either way, but stay a little bit behind him.
"Why are you living with us? Why aren't you living with you family anymore?" He asks.
"They died," I whispered quietly.
"What? Speak louder," Tyler asks, stopping and turning around.
I frown. "I said, they died. In a car accident the other day. Right in front of me! Is that alright? Or do you need a bigger explanation?!" I scream at him and open the door with my name on it and slam it behind me. I run to the bed in the middle of the room, not noticing the room.
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