Looking up [On Hold]

Mi casa, su casa

#30daychallenge BTW, this is unedited. Wattpad is being stupid right now. Sorry.

Breathing in deep, I tried to blow away my fears, hoping that they would go somewhere else on the nearest current. I survived drive-thrus, girls ganging up on me, and obnoxious, unpredictable boys; I could do this. I laughed shakily, what was the worst this picture-perfect family could do to me? Attack me with GAP clothes?

"Abrielle," said my social worker, turning around in the driver's seat to face me. Concern was clearly written all over her face.

"I'm fine," I reassured her, waving my hand in front of my face as if that would wave away her concern. 

Ms. Rivers looked from the confused family and back to me, "Sweetie, in case you haven't noticed, your are absently-looking out of the window as if you're in denial. I know this is all new, but I think they at least deserve for you to show your face, they took a huge leap of faith."She sighed.

She was right. They did deserve better than this. Even though they were my "family", they never met me and people from my side of town did not have the best rep. I looked over at them, they really did do something they didn't have to. They could have easily been ridden of me, but they accepted my social worker's offer. That had to count for something, even if my so-called cousin smile was as hard as a brick. 

"Okay, I'll give them a chance, promise," I resigned.

"Great," she shouted while clapping her hands, "this is just great!"

I rolled my eyes and stepped out of the car the same time she did, albeit a little less excited. Awkwardly, I stood by the car's door, opposite of the awaiting family as I waited for Ms. River to get me my bag from her trunk. It wasn't a long wait, because thirty seconds later, Ms. River bounded up to me with my bag in hand.

"Here," she said, pushing the bag in my hand, "time to meet your family." 

She grabbed my arm, and with an iron grip, started to pull my along the driveway to meet my awaiting family. Quickly, I swung my bag up my shoulder and checked to see if my phone was in my pocket. I didn't like being dragged, but I was glad Ms. River was taking charge, because I had the sinking feeling I would have ran away and into the surrounding trees if given the chance. The word, coward, echoed in my head and I didn't try to correct my sub-conscious. No need to lie to myself. 

What seemed like forever, but was probably only a minute, I was standing within an arm's length of my family. We looked each other over, and it seemed they were as cautious as me. Absently-mindfully,  I noticed that Ms. River grip fell away and I also heard her ragged breathing.

Who I assumed to be my aunt by marriage, spoke first, "Abrielle, what a pleasure to meet you," her happy high-pitched voice said, "welcome to our home," she said in the same voice, sweeping her arms about her, indicating the house behind us.

It was a nice and homey dark brown in color all the way till the driveway, which was white. It was enormous, I could even bet that around eight full sized apartments could fit in here. It wasn't modern, more traditional. Two columns rose up around the house, on the farthest sides, and were the same rich dark brown of the house. Black shingles littered the roof. There were two sets of three gray stairs on both the left and right side, with a curved mahogany railway, leading up til the porch, which led up to the door. The side we were on featured what seemed like a six-car garage divided into three smaller garages. The top of the garage, which seemed to be connected to the house, followed the same pattern as the rest of the house: black. 

The wide driveway I was standing on was with seemed like granite stones and mimicked the stairs. In front of the house was all green, and I was sure that the reason there weren't stairs there because there would be hell to pay for trampling on the lush green. Looking around, I noticed a fountain close to the street. It was protected by thick shrubs, that seemed to serve as a gate all around the house. The fountain featured two miniature people, with no clothes on, but a sash from their left breast to their waist, sprouting water out of their mouth, with their face at an inclined level. They were standing on a rim and every time they spurted water, it would mix with the other's water and fall down like a waterfall.