𝑇𝐸𝑀𝑃𝐸𝑆𝑇

Chapter 10

After school I stop by Jacks house to grab my small bag of belongings before texting Atlas and letting her know I was ready to head her way. She responds almost instantly with her address and a "can't wait!" I smile at her kindness. It will be really nice to have a girlfriend, my friends tend to be boys and I like the idea of not having to explain to someone why I can't go swimming one week out of each month.

I feel out of place driving through the high end neighborhoods of downtown in my old Toyota while surrounded by Tesla's and BMW's. Everything around me is so clean and pristine, a far cry from my shitty neighborhood.

I pull up to the address Atlas sent me and inwardly gasp. She lives in a mansion, like literally. The thing had to be at least three stories. Not to mention the numerous luxury cars sitting in the driveway.

I get out and instinctively lock my car, like anyone in this neighborhood would try to steal it. The front door swings open only seconds after I ring the doorbell. "Tempest!" she hugs me tightly, "I'm so glad your finally hear, I was about to die of boredom." "Glad I could be of service" I giggle. "Come inside, I'll give you the grand tour." she says sarcastically. "I could sleep on your porch jeez." I say. And I wasn't kidding, the house had a wrap around porch about as big as my living room and kitchen combined, decorated with comfy looking couches, hanging bulb lights, and tiki torches.

She ushers me inside and I am even further impressed, practically drooling by this point. "This is the front room, it really doesn't serve a purpose to be honest." I look up at the large crystal chandelier above us. "It's... fancy." I say still in awe. "Yeah, leave it to my parents to be totally over the top."

Our next stop is her giant kitchen which is suspiciously spotless. Atlas laughs, "we don't use the kitchen much if you can't tell." I look around at the untouched room, "yeah no kidding."

We finally make it to a gorgeous glass staircase. "Holy shit." Atlas rolls her eyes, "it's a bit excessive if you ask me." I ignore her comment, marveling at the staircase. "Okayyy let's go to my room now." I'm sure she's only shown me a fraction of the house but I nod and follow her up the stairs.

We reach a room at the end of a long hallway and she opens the door. "Make yourself comfortable, me casa su casa." Her room is very different than the rest of the house, the walls are painted a sage green and plants dominate the room. A large window covers much of the back wall and a few cluttered bookshelves on another. Her bed sits in the corner covered in a plethora of blankets and pillows.

She sees me eyeing the excessive bedding and smiles, "I like to be prepared." I sigh and plop on the bed, "this feels like a dream." She giggles and gives me a mischievous smile, "the fun hasn't even started yet."