Keys And Chains

This Is Chapter Four

You all are going to absolutely love Ms Nercott. (That was sarcasm) Be sure to leave your "DOes it fit her profile or naw" comment. And do not google fat mean lady. I mean it. Dont. Jesus christ dont.

Ms Nercott was in fact, not my mother. She was the opposite of her. She was largely overweight, and walked like that of a penguin. A waddle.She had a mustache, unibrow, and hair all over her body. She smelled like dog shit and after we left that building to get into her rusted van, she lost that sweet tone in her voice and it turned to a coarse rasp.

"Get in the car." she snapped, and then thrust herself into the front seat. When we were both in and were driving down the road towards my new home, I guess, she began to run her mouth.

"Now Ive heard your story. Your mama bit the bullet and now youre all emotional and crap. Boohoo. No rebellions, no drugs, no depression. You do what I say, when I say it, how i say it. Got it?" She said. She had no rearview mirror, so I rolled my eyes. "Sure." I mumbled. "You will adress me as mother or Ms Nercott. When Im mad, ms nercott, when Im pissed, mother and when Im moderatly happy you can try mom and see what happens." I smirked to myself. "Kay, Mother." She snapped her head around and glared at me. "Try again." She spat. "Yes Ms Nercott." i said. I did my best to hide my grin.

She focused back on the road again. Neither her nor I spoke for another ten minutes. "Seven Boys." She said. "What?" I asked. "I have seven foster boys and one baby girl." She turned to look at me. "That alright?" She asked, grinning. I knew my answer wouldnt change anything. "Sure Ms Nercott." I mumbled. "You know what, let's drop the "Sure" thing. I don't want some ungrateful little brat giving my boys any ideas. Im in charge. Its yes, no, and thank you." She said. I glared at the back of her chair. "Sur...Yes, Ms Nercott." I said through clenched teeth. She pulled into the drive way of a nice home. Big, two story, blue shutters. There were three boys out in the front yard, shooting what was probabaly Paint ball guns (due to the pink and blue residue that splattered all over their target) at a large oak tree. One of them missed and they all started laughing. We both got out, and she told one of the boys to call out the rest of them. Five boys filed out of the house and into the front yard. They all clustered around Ms Nercott and I. Suddenly my one size too tight tank top and shorts felt like a bikini. I was completely uncomfortable.

"Boys, meet your new sister."Ms Nercott said, looking at me. "Solstice Ravera." She said. I examined all the boys, each one was different but alike. Muscular, skinny, brown hair, blonde, black and tall and short. One of them, was particularly hot, with long dirty blonde hair and green, emerald eyes. He stared at me with a heat in his glare. I looked away, until my eyes landed on one, skinny, vampire king. Marcus. He was biting his lip, hiding another one of his disgusting smirks. And he and the boy next to him were both staring at me hunger and hatred. I shifted uncomfortably. Marcus had wrapped his hand up in gauze cloth and I could tell by the bulk of it that he had also wrapped an icepack on it. I smirked right back at him.

"Thomas!" she said. One of the boys, I suspect to be thomas, perked up. "Show Miss River to her bedroom." I flinched. "Dont call me that." i snapped. Ms Nercott turned to me, glaring with a fire in her eyes. "I'll call you what I want." She paused. "Miss river." She spat. I turned away, pushign my anger down. "Go with thomas." She said. "Im going back out to get dinner. No funny buisness. Marcus. you're in charge." She said. Then she turned, clambored back into her van, and pulled out the driveway. Unbelieveable. She was going to leave me with seven boys, one of which Ive managed to sincerely piss off. Great.