.Forever &
Always.
By: Me
Chapter 1.Zach.
And tonight is the night my band
plays for the nation.
7
years ago things were different. I was 13 years old and it was a
hot August day. I was just a normal boy hanging out with my
friends, playing football. I lived in a gated community for the
rich kids as some would say. It’s very uncommon to see people
move in. But it just so happens that August day a moving truck
appeared to be driving up to the house next to mine. There were
actually 3 huge moving trucks. My friends and I all stopped dead in
our tracks and stared. A huge Lamborghini appeared behind the last
of the trucks. A woman, middle aged, came out of the vehicle. Then
a man and a daughter came out behind the mom. The daughter was
beautiful. She had baby blue eyes and long blonde hair. She looked
around my age to. My friends, Jake, Mike and Chris, started making
some jokes about her. They called her some names but I ignored
them. All I could do was stare in admiration. She and her mom
started gushing about how pretty the house was and her dad just
smiled. They all walked in the house, one by
one.
The
next day my mom made my whole family go over to introduce
ourselves. I have two sisters. They are 16 year old twins who are
the most moody ignorant people I have ever meant. Mom made they put
on a fake smile and suck it up. We strolled over to their house
with a big platter of cookies. We rang the doorbell and the father
came. He was in his late 30’s, muscular but he looked very
friendly. “Well, hello there it’s very nice to meet you
guys,” he replied in a strong but calming tone. “Hi, we
are the Miller’s, your neighbors. We would love to welcome
you guys. We don’t get many new people,” mom said in
one of her cheesy pretend voice. For her first impressions mean
everything. The father smiled and welcomed us in. We scurried in
one by one. I was in awe once again.
The house has like
a house out of a Lowes magazine. Everything had a place. From the
antiques gently lying on the walls to the vanilla scented candles
out lining the windows. The house had a new, never been used house
smell. But my attention zoomed into the photos out lining the fire
place. The photos had pictures of two girls posing in different
scenes. The other day I only saw one girl.
“Well make your selves a home. Hey, Anna
and Francesca we have some visitors.” The father yelled. Two
beautiful women came running down the winding stair case. The mom
looked surprised but very pleased. The daughter looked like she was
forcing a smile for us, like my sisters were forcing a smile for
her. “Well take a seat take a seat. I’ll be right back
does anyone want some lemonade and finger sandwiches?” the
mom replied sweetly. My whole family smiled and nodded with
gratitude. The awkward moment of silence was coming up I could feel
it but the father spoke. “We just moved here from New York.
The city was crowded and Alana, my wife, and I wanted Francesca
here to experience more than just a city life. So, we thought that
good ‘ole Pennsylvania would be the perfect spot. Beautiful
scenery and good neighborly like folks like you all were exactly
what we were looking for. This place seems calm and very
nourishing,” the dad smiled. I could already get that rich
snooty vibe from him. The daughter looked like she wanted to leave.
She seemed almost pained as if someone told her she was ugly. She
was forcing that smile more than ever now.
And
then my family was sitting in the Masone house eating finger sandwiches,
listening to their family bio. The mom and dad bragged on and on
for about an hour. The daughter looked more pained every time a
word would come out of her parent’s mouths. Periodically I
would turn and look at the pictures. I wanted to ask so badly were
the other daughter was but I killed the urge. Finally my mom spoke
and said we had to leave, that my sisters had cheering. Which they
did but, not for another hour. I could see it in on my mom’s
face. She was awe struck with their beauty and money. She hated
being showed up. But the father wanted me to stay. “Hey there
son I was wondering if you could stay and show my daughter around
town?” I couldn’t say no and my mom knew
that.
My sisters and mom hastily exited the
house. I stood there like an idiot. “Well what’s your
name dear?” asked Anna. “Uhh… Zach.” I replied.
“Well you didn’t sound so sure of yourself. Oh you know
I’m just teasing you can call me Ann, my husband John and
Francesca Franny or Fran,” she said it like any proud
mother would. I didn’t know what to say, everything felt
awkward. “Well son just don’t stand there! Now you and
Franny come
home at around 6 you hear?” John replied sternly. For the
first time Fran talked. “Yes dad I know the
rules.” she smiled. She speedily pushed me out
the huge wooden door. “Hey I’m sorry for my parents.
They can really be vein. I hope they didn’t creep you out or
anything. I don’t want to lose my first friend here
already.” Fran whispered. Now she actually looked
like she wasn’t compelling that fake smile. I could tell she
was the type of girl who was different around her parents then her
friends. I thought she was just another rich snooty girl, who only
cared about their Uggs and handbags. Were popularity was a must and being
different was a wincing thought. I was never so wrong in my
life.
.Forever & Always. By: Me Chapter 1.Zach. And tonight is
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Sep 17, 2011 5:47pm
sarahbearah5 · 1 decade ago
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conitnue or not?