A Life Chance or Change?

Chapter 3

        As soon as I entered the house, smells and decorations overwhelmed me. We were in a long hallway with what seemed to be four doors or enteryways. The first one on the right was the kitchen. I saw a long table piled in the center with any food you could imagine! All the equipment (fridge, stove, microwave, television, and dishwasher) were up to date, which made the house look more expensive.

        Then, the first door on the left was the living room with a 52" flatscreen television on top of a fireplace. In a semi-circle sat a couch, love seat and two recliners all made with a black leather. There was a mahogany coffee table in the center.

        Then, came the second door on the right, a simple bathroom. The walls were white and the floor was white. It wasn't really special with a toliet and a sink.

        Furthermore, came the last door on the left. Heh, sounds like that movie! Anyway, it led to a staircase. I guess this is where everyone sleeps. I start up the stairs two by two, excited about seeing where I'd sleep here. It's a two way hall and on each side, there are three doors. I decide to walk down the left corridor first.

        I peek into the first room to see Chloe practicing her cheer moves. She stops, gives me a disgusted look and I scurry to the next door.

        I open the door slightly to see the baby's room. I close it and walk to the next door. It's cracked open so I look through the crack, it's th eparents room. I spin on my heel and head for the other corridor.

        I open th efirst door to see a plain white room with a plain white bed made. The corners of the room collecting dust and spiders. I close the door, dreading to see if that's where I sleep.

        I walk to the door diagonally opposite from this door. I open it to see an amazing sight! A blue bed with panda covers and the walls are baby blue. My bag is sitting on the bed and now I feel right at home. I close the door with a smile on my face.

        I walk to the last door, knowing exactly who's room it is. . .Justin's. The door's wide open and I hear a guitar and an amazing voice coming with it. I peek in and see Justin plating a song I've heard before. I listen to more and realize it's Alive by Sleeping With Sirens! My absolute favorite song of all time! I walk in, not knowing what I'm doing and not being able to stop myself. I sit on the edge of his bed and look at the surroundings; black and red walls, Sleeping With Sirens covers on his bed and I group of guitars surrounding his drum set. It's amazing. Justin hasn't noticed that I'm sitting on his bed, so I reach over - unhappy this moment has to end - and tap on his shoulder.

        He screams and pulls one of his srings on his guitar. "Oh shit! My favorite guitar!" He gets up and runs to his dresser. He pulls out a new string and rushes over to his guitar. As he attachs the new string, he whispers to his guitar, "it's okay baby, you'll be alright."

        I giggle as I listen to him whisper sweet nothings to his guitar. He glances overat me and gives a half smile, "you have a really pretty giggle." We both blush. "How'd you like me playing and singing?" I give him two thumbs up and he walks over and hugs me. Then, we get called for dinner, so we walk downstairs together.