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"You're going to have fun," my mom said while getting off the freeway.
I just sat there staring out the window listening to Time by Pink Floyd through my earbuds. While driving down the access road we passed a beautiful little bench park on the water banks and a small raft waterfall.
"I don't understand why I have to go," I finally said pulling out one earbud and turning to look at her.
"Because it's not safe for you at home right now and I want you to make a better person for yourself," she said as we turned onto the dirt road that led to the ranch.
"It's only for the summer. It's not like I'm dropping you off and leaving you forever," she said looking at me.
"Feels like it," I said under my breath and looking back out the window.
Before I knew it, we were at the front of the ranch.
"What makes you think I will change when I stay with the sperm giver?" I asked as she put the vehicle in park.
"The fact that you are away from the city and you get to connect with the nature side of you . This can change your personality believe it or not,"
"I would say that again," sperm giver said coming up to my open door. I have such a small memory of him. I forgot what he sounded like, looked like, and smelt like. When he stopped at my door, he put his strong, tattooed arm on my door and leaned down so he could see both me and mom.
"How are you doing Shawn?" mom asked sounding a little calmer than I expected her to sound, considering she hasn't spoken to him for the past 10-11 years.
"Doing good. How are you guys doing?" he asked.
"As good as possible," I said while getting out so I can get my bags out of the trunk.
When I looked up after putting the hood of the trunk down and setting my bags down on the ground, I saw mom and sperm giver talking in hushed tones. He looked back at me with a facial expression I can't read.
He turned back to face mom and said something else. She shook her head then started walking towards me. She hugged me also giving me a reassuring smile before she got back in the car and took off.
"Well, let's go meet the family," he said while whistling for someone to come over.
"Can you take these to paisleigh's bedroom please," he said to a girl that looked no older than 19. She has shoulder-length, dirty, blonde hair. She has the left side shaved with a half sunflower petal design.
"yes sir," she said grabbing my bags. She looked at me which gave me time to look back at her. She has a very well defined face. Her cheekbones are very prominent, her lips are neutral, her eyes are a beautiful piercing emerald green, and she has a nose and lip piercing. She is actually stunning. I've dated multiple girls in the past but none of them were as beautiful as her. She smiled at me and walked away.
"That's Esma. She lives with us and helps us out with the animals and chores," he said. I have been here for less than an hour and I know for a fact that he doesn't lift a finger when it comes to the ranch. I bet Esma does everything. That's going to change while I'm here.
"Paislee, here is Blaine, Blade, and Kenzy," Sperm giver said as he walked up to Kenzy and put his arm around her waist. She was attractive, I'll give her that. She has black hair that goes to her mid-back, dark blue eyes and straight, whiter smile. Blaine and Blade are twins. Blaine has a well-tanned body, light brown hair that reaches her mid-biceps and she has crystal blue eyes with a dark rim. You can tell from Blaine's body shape, she cheers. Blade, on the other hand, has short brown hair and baby blue eyes. With his toned body you know he does some sports.
I hate the fact that he left us for a new family. The main difference between Kenzy and my mom is the hair color and the boob size.
"Hello everyone,"
"Where's my room again?" I asked looking at sperm giver to give me the answer.
"Up the stairs, down the hall, third door to you right," Blaine pointed as she talked.
"Thanks," I said walking in the direction I was told.
While I was walking to my room I looked around the house. The upstairs is like half the size of the main floor. You get to the stairs and see above you that there is a railing and an indoor patio that overlooks the living room. The house is more modern than western, considering they live on a ranch.
"Sorry," a somewhat familiar voice said as they bumped into me. I looked up and it was Esma. It looked as though she was coming from the back room.
"You look lost. Do you need help finding something?" she asked looking at me. Like she was looking at me.
"I'm just trying to find my room," I said while looking at what she was wearing. She has a maroon tank top on with a black and white plaid shirt around her waist and a pair of black holey pants.
"Here, I'll show you," she said.
"Thank you," I said and we walked to my door. I guess sperm giver had planned to have me here one day because the room looks as if it was for me. It looks like how my room looked like when I was seven. It has lavender walls, black trim, black comforter with grey roses on it, white wall shelves with books on them. He also has a corner wall shelf system for me to put my glass on. There is a bulletin board near the desk, opposite the bed, for my drawings. He also left space for me to fill in the walls and has blank picture frames for me to fill.
"Wow," was all I could say when I was done looking around.
"Where did you put my suitcases?"
"In your closet. I already unpacked everything for you except for the two somewhat small bags," she said getting them out and putting them on my bed.
"I was about to unpack them for you but when I saw what was inside I thought you might want to do that yourself,"
"Thank you for that. Where is the bathroom by the way?" I asked
"Right across the hall,"
"Thank you again,"
"No problem...?"
"Paislee,"
"Esma," she said looking at me again, winked and walked out of the room.
I opened one of the bags that she left on my bed and put the stuff in my nightstand. The other bag has my bathroom necessities. I walked over to the restroom to put my stuff in and realized the bathroom has that modern look. Light oak shelf vanity, white sinks, gray countertops, concrete floors, and an open glass shower.
"Did you find everything ok?" Blaine asked from the door.
I turned around to see her face," Yeah," and walked past her.
"I feel as though you don't like me," she said following me to my room.
"It's not that I don't like you, I just don't know you. There is a difference,"
"Ok," she said unsurely and walked away.
I don't like this. I don't like how this entire visit is court-ordered because of one mistake, one! They ordered me to stay with my sperm giver. They don't think my mother is fit to raise me but she got to 17 with no major problems like this one. It's not like I do that often.
A knock at the door interrupted my head ranting. I got up to answer the door but no one was there. I look at the door to see a paper taped to my door.
'Dinner at 7 in the sunroom. Need directions, ask Esma' – Dad.
He had the nerve to put 'Dad' on the paper? I grabbed a pen and crossed it out to put sperm giver. I realize he wants to try but that is too far to fast in my opinion.
Why does Esma have to be the one to show me around the house? They have legs and a mouth, they can do the same stuff she can. They must just be that lazy. Whatever.
I look up at the clock and notice it's 6:30. I have no idea where anything is and I don't want to feel dependent on Esma to show me everywhere. I walk out of my room and walk around. All the kid's rooms are upstairs. Blaine has a white wood textured door and Blade has the brown wood textured door. There is another one further up the hall close to the stairs. I'm assuming that is Esma's room. She just has a plain white door like mine. I just walk past her room but look inside to see if she is there. Her door was open so why not. She was still in there with her headphones on and a basket of laundry on her bed. I walked past her room and down the stairs to look around.
Overall they have six en-suite bedrooms, two offices, sunroom, kitchen, living room, and a pool in a covered section of the backyard. Yeah, it's a big home.
"Are you lost?" I heard a familiar voice right in my ear. I know who it is but I'm going to play along and see where this goes.
"What makes you think I'm lost," I whisper turning my head slightly to see a little bit of her face better.
"You've been wandering around the house like a lost puppy," she replied while moving some of my hair out of the way of my ear.
"Oh really?" I asked while walking out of her grasp and turning to face Esma.
She just stared at me for a minute and in that minute I was thinking of how beautiful she is. Her emerald eyes are visually searching me as my blue eyes do the same.
"I think we should get to dinner. Shawn doesn't like it when we are late," she said breaking the comfortable silence.
"So Paislee, do you know your way around yet?" Kenzy asked.
"Yes ma'am,"
"Look, kids, she has manners," she fake gasped looking towards the twins.
"How was school this year?" Sperm giver asked.
Man, I just want to eat and get out of this room. I would like to venture their yard and find a secret place to draw and read.
"It was good for the most part," I said and put a spoonful of food in my mouth so I couldn't answer any more questions.
"What were your end of the year scores?" Blaine asked.
"C's and B's. How about you guys?" I know it's probably a stupid question but I don't want to be the only one that is being interrogated.
"All A's," they said in unison.
"Go figure," I said under my breath and got Esma to chuckle a little bit.
"Do you do any extracurricular activities?" Kenzy asked.
"If you count drawing as extracurricular then yes. No, I don't do sports," I said and stood up. "May I be excused?"
"Yes you may," Kenzy said.
When I got to my room I sat on my bed and started to draw a shape. I honestly don't know what I'm drawing, all I know is that I had an urge to draw and I'm letting my hand do all the work. When I look down at the paper I see raven black angel wings and a girl crying next to the wings. My mind and hand have some messed up thoughts. I didn't realise I was drawing for over three hours. I look at the clock and see it's 12.
"I should get to bed," I said to myself
"Finally," someone said with a sigh of relief.
I jumped and turned around real quick. Putting my hand up to my chest in an attempt to slow it down I asked, "How long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough to know that you have a dark mind. That drawing is not something people draw with there eyes not on the paper," Esma said
"Why are you even here?"
"I'm here to ask if you are ok? You seemed a little tense at the table," she noticed? No one has ever paid that much attention to me, not even my past girlfriends.
"I'm just trying to get adjusted to the household and how everything works around here. I wasn't really expecting an interview from Kenzy,"
"I get that. Do you want to help me out tomorrow at the stables? We can go ride after we muck the stalls," she said. I saw a little bit of hope in her eyes when she asked me. I thought about it for a minute and realized, I've never ridden a horse before.
"Sure but I will need riding lessons. I've never ridden a horse in my life. Nor have I been around one," I said and walked to my closet to get in to my nightly wear.
"I'll teach you, don't worry. Be ready by seven," with that she left my room. I have to get up at six? Why so early? With that last thought I fell asleep.
"Guys, why do we have to do this?"
"Because you accepted the dare,"
"I thought they were joking," I said while raising my hands in defense.
"You must be really high right now. You know they don't joke around with truth or dare when they are like that. Actually, they aren't kidding whether they are in that state or not," Jones said. With all that said we left the car and start walking to our destination.
