Adventure Bay High

Need a New Wardrobe...

'Chase?'

'Zuma?'

'You know each other? That's a good start isn't it?' Dorothy said as she unloaded her car.

'I'll come show you your room,' said Chase, starting to walk up the stairs.

'I get my own woom? I thought I would just get a mouldy basement ow a couch...'

'Well...'

'What?'

'It used to be a manky attic, but we we've adjusted it so it's less...mouldy...' Zuma laughed at this remark.

'I was just pulling youw leg Chase. I can't wait!' Chase smiled as he went up another set of stairs that led into the attic.

'Here we are...'

Zuma gasped as he looked around the room. His room. It was huge! And that bed looked really comfy. He couldn't wait to try it out.

'The walls aren't painted yet, because we thought you would want a certain colour, and we need to buy some duvets for your bed...'

'It's gweat! Thank you!'

'Another thing...We haven't bought many clothes, so Mum says you can borrow some of mine until we go shopping this weekend...'

'That's fine! I can tell you have a gweat taste in clothes anyway!' Chase chuckled again. He never thought someone cool and popular like Zuma would be so happy and childish... 

Zuma was already heading downstairs, excitedly. 

'I can give you a tour of the house if you like..'

'Yes pwease!'

Chase showed him the living room, with the walls covered with photo frames. Zuma looked at each one, smiling at how adorable Chase was when he was little. His family looked so happy. He was glad he would be able to experience that too. Next was the kitchen, where Dorothy waved at them while making spaghetti bolognaise. They went to the several bathrooms, a spare bedroom and Chase's room.

Chase's room had posters of bands on his navy blue walls, and his ceiling was decked with small navy stars. His guitar rested on his wardrobe.

'You can rummage through and see what you like...'

'Thank you.' 

Zuma opened the wardrobe to see clothes in varying colours. His wardrobe was organised by colour, and Zuma couldn't help but to stare at a certain colour in the wardrobe. Orange. He pulled out a shirt, smelled it and put it on over the shirt he was currently wearing. Chase smiled at him. Chase smiled even more when Zuma took out all the orange shirts in his wardrobe.

'You like the colour orange?' he asked, while Zuma admired his room again.

'You used to wear owange?' he answered back. They both shared a laugh.

'I used to...'

'Youw house is huge...'

'Not as big as Skye's...'

'Skye, huh?'

Chase went a shade of red.

'Just kidding, dude. But you like hew weally, don't you?'

'Nnnooo?'

'It's pwetty obvious dude. Don't wowwy, youw secwet is with me.'

'Boys! It's time for dinner!'

They both ran down the corridor and slid down the banister where their mum was waiting for them.

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