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Welcome Home!

After a drive that seemed like forever we arrived at a town much bigger then the one I was taken to. It was bright and the birds seemed to be singing a million songs at once; but yet they serenaded into a musical rhythm, that puts you in a trance. I gazed out the car window, watching a blur of flowers and trees pass me by.

I felt like I was in Oz and I was Dorothy; finally being back home after killing the Wicked Witch. I felt pride in myself, but that pride slowly faded as an image of Jace's weak body struggling to make it. Please Jace...Be strong...

"M-mom, D-dad?" My voice was hoarse.

"What is it sweetie?" My mom asked looking at me from the passengers seat.

"Do you think Jace will b-be o-okay?" My voice cracked.

"At this point, only time can tell. We'll tell you if anything comes up from the hospital, okay?" My mom said, her eyes filled with motherly love.

"I-I'm scared..W-what if he doesn't m-make it." I could feel a waterfall coming on.

"Don't think like that honey, positivity goes far, he needs the will power to know, that the people he loves are rooting for him. Can you root for him Skylar." My mom reassured me.

I wiped off the escaped tears and nod my head.

"I will always root for him." I said full of determination.

"That's the spirit Skylar." My mom smiled. She was really beautiful, so was my dad. How did they keep so young despite their age?

"We're here." My father said to everyone as he turned off the engine. I looked out the window to see a house 10 times the house, I lived in for 10 years of my house.

"Woah." Slipped out my mouth my dad opened the door for me. I came out and looked at the sky blue painted house that looked about three stories tall.

"You father's the director of a very famous T.V show." She winked at me and walked down the pathway to the house. I followed timidly behind.

"Really it's just a house. This isn't Monster House." My  brother who I still do not know the name of spoke.

I rolled my eyes by instinct,

"I know that! Y-Yo-You brat!"

"That the best you can do?"

"No!" I shouted

"Bring it!" He shouted.

"I will, donkey butt!"

"Donkey Butt?" He looked at me confused. I shrugged,

"I would've said the A word but I remember your still just a little tiny kid." I teased.

"That is soooo low..." He stormed inside the house. Mom and Dad was trying to hold back a laugh.

"You guys just met each other and this happens?" Dad shook his head. "Unbelievable," they both went into the house. I ran to catch up with them shouting,

"He star-" When I came into the house, I was shocked.

"WELCOME HOME SKYLAR!" A chorus of people yelled, shouting and whistling.

"Oh my firecrackers..."

        

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"Wow, Skylar Jenson, I can barely remember you from 1st grade. Your looking good." A tall blonde guy came up to me.

"Sorry, who are you?" I asked.

"Ben." He winked at me.

"Nice to meetcha Ben, and thanks for the compliment!" I waved him off as I went on through the crowd of unfamiliar people. People handed me presents and hugs and kisses. I was beyond confused. I tried to search for my mom or dad but they was lost in the sea of people.

"How do they fit this many freaking people in this house." I mumbled under my breath. I spotted my brother and ran to him my arms and hand full of bags and bags of welcome home gifts.

"Hey-Hey! Bro help me out a bit."

"Peter, my name is Peter."

"Peter.... Ohhh.... Can you help me out, I want to put this in my room but I have no idea where it is." I pleaded.

"What's in it for me?"

"Um, helping your new found sister?" I said with a smile.

"Nope."

"What do you want then!" I whined.

"Hmm.... It seems like you'll get popular fast in this town... So how about you agree to take me to school for 3 whole weeks," He said to me with a smile.

"What?"

"You heard me, deal?"

"Deal, whatever! Just help me before my arms fall off."

He took some bags from me and started up the stairs.

"Thanks Peter."

"No Problem Skylar."