There are 8 bedrooms within the mansion so I got to chose between two rooms naturally I choose the larger. It was my first time owning a room and had some brilliant ideas of how to decorate it. Rococo inspirations and chinoiserie wallpaper.
I am a very intense planner, they seem rich so maybe they'll give me a good budget but I'm not sure where I stand yet though. Someone knocked on my door pulling me out of my thoughts "Rose dinner is ready come down"
I hoped of my bed and opened the door to be met by no one. I am beginning to think they may be morons how the hell am I supposed to find the dinning room is unnecessarily excessive ode to capitalism of a mansion. Process of elimination so to the first floor I go.
The house feels like a flipping museum."Hello anybody here...........I am kinda lost" I yelled out for the purpose of trying.
No answer so I guess I'll have to find it on my own or wonder around and find out all I can about my new family. Now let's see what's behind door number one. Of course a huge ass garage that's just boring, I found a pool indoor gym, some bathrooms and a bunch of closed doors. Now do I A pick the lock or B respect there privacy. Hmmm it's a tough choice for sure but before I could make a decision someone grabbed my shoulder. I turned around to face my Lucas the youngest brother
"Why are you staring at the door" he asked thoroughly confused.
"I was deciding if I should pick the lock. So where is the dining room"
"What the fuck" his confusion growing
"Are you lost too" I asked because I do enjoy messing with people. He was now looking at me like I had two heads
"What" Aww the poor thing I feel bad for him
"The dining room we are lost yes" I say giving my best fake concerned face. After getting no response I grab his hand and pull him.
"Don't worry we are bond to stumble on it if we keep moving"
"Huh"
To top it of I snap my fingers in his face as if trying to get his attention.
"What no I am not lost I am here to get you" he said coming to his senses
"Well you should have said so silly, lead the way"When we reached the dinning room all heads snapped to us with my dear ole dad being the first to speak "what took you so long"
Now here comes my favorite part does he mention the lock picking or does he forget.
"Ahm she was lost I think" aww isn't he so cute
before my dear ole dad asked anymore questions I plop down in a seat shifting focus to the lovely meal before me " so what are we eating" though it was quiet obvious
"Steak and potatoes" Ian the eldest answered with a pleasant smile "do you like" isn't he sweet I could just sense his responsible energy I can tell we are going to have fun."So what's New York like" Aiden the short haired twin asked
"Hectic"
Long haired twin Anthony rolled his eyes aww he's sassy. The questioning continued with Roman "so what was your mom like"
So it seems we are jumping right into the tension. "Like your neglectful stereotypical drug addicted prostitute" Everyone got sickly silent after that. I decided to focus on eating simmering in the sweet sweet awkward tension.After everyone finished eating my dear ole dad spoke up. "So Rose we should go over the rules of this house" A smile broke out on my face but I quickly hid it this will be fun.
"I will need you to give me a verbal response after every rule understand" They make it so easy don't they "yep I understand" I say sweetly
"Respect most be given to me and your brothers understand"
"Naturally I respect you, you respect me" he raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything
" Your bedtime is ten o clock"
"I am an insomniac"
"I'll set an appointment for a doctor"
"You most tell one of us if you want to leave"
"Why"
"What do you mean by why"
"Just want to know your reasoning" his eyes were know burning holes into me
"For your safety"
"No boys. I assume that is self explanatory"
"I understand" I say smiling at heterosexuality being the default. I wonder if I should tell em.
"You are under no situation allowed in the basement" That's weird what could be in the basement.
"Understand" he asked again. This rule seemed oddly important
"Sure" I do like a good mystery time to open a can of beans or something not sure if that's the saying but you get what I mean.
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A hidden rose
Teen FictionRose is a 15 year old genius living with her abusive neglectful mother. After her mother is arrested she is sent to live with her father and brothers.