bucketlist

/chapter one/

I ripped off yet another layer of shirts that I had on to keep me warm during my flight.
It had to be at least 100 degrees here in North Carolina.
Okay, maybe not 100, maybe I’m exaggerating.
But still, its much hotter here than in Colorado.
I made my way to the baggage claim, following all of the signs.
I picked up my one suitcase and crossed my carry-on over my neck.
Looking up, I immediately recognized the glossy blonde hair and shocking green eyes that belonged to my young godmother, Palmer.
Her eyes bulged when she saw me at baggage claim and ran over to me to give me a bear hug.
“You look exactly like your mother, Denni!”
A crystal clear tear escapes her fierce eyes, but she quickly wipes it away.
"Let's get home, you're probably exhausted, honey."
I followed her out to her Mercedes Benz and threw my bags in the trunk.
My family didn't come from any money, in fact we were borderline broke.
So, when we pulled up to my godmother's mansion, my jaw dropped.
Literally, my jaw dropped onto the stone stairs that led to the gray stone mansion in front of me.
"Let me take your bags up to your room, I'll fix you some lunch."
I followed Palmer to my room, which was bigger than my house back home.
I unpacked my few belongings and went downstairs, hoping I wouldn't get lost.
I admired the fine detail to the house and all of the photos on the wall.
A gorgeous dirty-blonde showed up in at least 75% of the photos, but I'd never seen her before.
Sure enough, by the time I made it to the kitchen, she was sitting there.
Primped, pretty and petite.
Her long, perfectly straight hair scaled down her back and she stared at me with her brown eyes.
Her glossed lips twisted into a smile as she waved at me with her manicured hands.
"Hi! I'm Gia! I stay with Aunt Palmer every summer, what's your name?"
"Denni," I mumbled shyly.
"Ohmygosh, I love that name!"
"Thanks."
Palmer placed a bowl of mac and cheese in front of me, and I picked at it.
I wasn't really hungry, I just wanted things to go back to normal at home.
But I knew they never would.
"Denni, you must be sweating in your jeans! Do you have any shorts?" Palmer asked, pouring me a glass of iced tea.
"No."
"O-M-G! Let me take you shopping with me!" Gia squealed hopping out of her seat.
"Uh,-"
"Perfect! Denni, why don't you put on some of Gia's clothes on and let her take you to the mall!" Palmer interrupted.
Gia pulled me by the arm up the stairs and into her pink room.
I put on some cargo shorts and a tank top, which were both big on me since I only weigh 103 pounds.
I pulled my curly long brown hair into a ponytail.
Later I found myself in the passenger seat of Gia's Lexus, regretting getting in the car.

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