Chapter 15: Not just any Leather Jacket
"Thalia, Thalia. Thalia dear wake up," I try to jump out of bed, but get stopped by a tangle of wires attached to me.
The nurse grabs me by the shoulders and looks me in the eye. "Thalia, you're in the hospital, remember?"
The memories come flooding back, I start to calm down. I embrace Prudence the nurse like she is my mum.
She pats my hair and breaks our hug, with her hands resting on either side of my shoulders. "Now darling, today we are going to get all of theses chords off you and get you ready to meet your new family,"
OMG I so forgot! Their coming today! I try to rush past her, but I trip.
She rushes over to me and chuckles. " did I not tell you! Your still hooked up to these machines,"
Prudence helps me up and detaches me from the beepy things.
She gestures towards a pile of clothes, with a note on top.
Heard you were moving and I wanted you to have these, with help from my sisters -S
I smile at the note and look at the outfit. Black, ripped skinny jeans, a Green Day half top, black ankle boots and a black leather jacket that looks very familiar.
After I put on my outfit, I look down at the jacket. I put it on and a rich chocolatey aroma fills the air. It was Sam's jacket, the one he always wore. He loves this more than his bike, and he loves his bike!
I hug myself in his jacket, feeling closer to him. I am never washing this jacket.
I am interrupted by a squeaky door opening with two friendly faces walking in with Prudence.
"Hi, I'm Andrea and this is Nelson my husband. We are the Wilson's," my jaw drops, They are the Wilson's! I expected them to be older but they look like they are just in their late 30s. They do not look mean or fake, and they look very happy to see me.
"I'm Thalia,"
Mrs Wilson starts to tear up and rushes to me, clutching me in a tight embrace. Mr Wilson is smiling and shaking his head at his hysterical wife.
"Andrea has always wanted an older daughter, she even made Felix do ballet and cook with her,"
I chuckle and return the hug. She pulls away and smiles, playing with my hair. She then looks at my outfit, what are they going to say about my piercings and my love of half tops.
"I love Green day!" Well I did not expect that! " my favourite song is 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams', what is yours?"
"Aren't you going to say something about what I wear?"
"No, unless if it's a dress that stops at your hips, or skirts that look like belt. I love your belly button ring, I was going to have one when I was young but my friend had problems with hers that scarred me for life," she shivers at her memory and continues to smile towards me.
I turn back to Prudence silently giving her a 'what-do-ya-think-about-them?' look. She smiles and nods.
Mr Wilson picks up my bags, I didn't see those before..
I notice a small yellow card taped to the case, "wait! I will take that," I say as kindly as possible without sounding like a looney.
"Okay, Thalia. We will be outside, whenever you're ready," he smiles and leads his wife out.
I leap over to the case and flip open the paper card,
Here is some things to remember us by, don't forget me -Samuel xx
I decide not to open the case until I get to L.A. I grab the case, hug Prudence and head straight out the door to Mr and Mrs Wilson leaning against a taxi talking to someone on the phone.
"Let's go dear," I hop in the taxi
"What about my stuff?"
"That was delivered yesterday, don't worry." I stare out the window the whole way to the airport. Once we finally get there, I go through security, get a coffee and hop on the plane, LA watch out, Thalia is coming to town.
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After the flight we got a taxi to my new home. As we pull up in the drive way, I see a beautiful house right in the beach. There are surfers crossing the road and the road is covered in sand. The area doesn't look expensive with box houses, it is an older house with a cottage design and three kids out the front holding a banner with the words 'Welcome Thalia!'.
There are two little blond girls, with corkscrew curls, wet faces, and matching wetsuits on. There is a boy standing behind with naturally straight blond hair and his mothers bright smile plastered on his face. Finally a not-so-moody teenager!
I hop out of the taxi and clutch my case. Mr and Mrs Wilson lead me towards their kids. The girls squeal, drop the banner and hug one of my legs each. The boy comes straight up to me and give me a hug.
"The trick is to scream unicorn, then the rascals will let go," he whispers into my ear and let's go of me.
I get down to the girls height and hug them, when I let go I whisper to the both of them. "We are gonna get your big brother, on the count of three you are going to jump on him. When I yell unicorn," they both nod evilly, I remember when I did this with my own sister to dad. "Unicorn!" I squeal
The girls run over to Felix and knock him right over, Mr and Mrs Wilson are in hysterics as are the girls. "Felix, you never tell a girl how to handle a set of twins," I sass him, shock still visible on his face. I giggle and walk in the door of the cottage.
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As I walk into the huge cottage house, it is not a house but a mansion. There are glass tiles and a huge ceiling with two staircases that twist and Join at the the bottom. It has a mermaid water feature in between and a breathtaking chandelier.
This place makes Sam's place look ordinary! Mr and Mrs Wilson walk into another door to the left, whereas the girls race up the stairs. This leaves me with Felix. He stops and smiles at me.
"Wow," I stare at the place in awe.
"If you think this place is cool, you should see your room, mum went way overboard!" He exclaims, "let me show it to you,"
He starts walking up the staircase on the right, I catch up and walk beside him. As I try to reach for another step, I miss and get ready for a painful fall, but it doesn't happen. When open my eyes, I am met with some breath taking green ones. He has caught me and holding me in a dip position. We stare at each other's eyes for what seems like forever.
"What are they doing?"
"I don't know, I think there going to kiss,"
"Ew."
Felix and I soon let go of each other and turn towards two little girls standing before us, one of them is now wearing a black tutu and sneakers, she has red paint on her face and a paint brush in hand, Billy. The other has on a princess dress, pink glasses and is holding a book, Betty.
The more I look at the two, the more they remind me of my sister and myself. 11 years ago that would have been us, she would be the princess with a makeup brush, I would have been the little girl drawing on everything.
A tear tries to escape my eyes, but I won't let it slide.
I snap out of my thoughts and smile at the girls, I get on my knees and they run towards me and wrap their arms around my neck. I let go and look at the girls,
"Billy, I heard you liked art?" She nods excitedly, " well later I might do some drawing with you, okay?" She smiles so widely that I can see the gaps where her baby teeth have fallen out.
I then turn to Betty, " and Betty, I have a book I want to read with you tonight, if that's okay," she hugs me and whispers,
"You get me," I smile and return her hug, I see Felix behind her shoulder looking at me in amazement.
I let go of Betty, hug Billy and get up. I wipe the imaginary dirt of my jeans and smile towards Felix, who is still staring at me.
"My room?" I ask
"Oh, right. This way," he leads me towards a corridor that ends with another gorgeous set of stairs.
Once we climb the stairs, I see a huge room, that is at least 12 metres both ways. There is a balcony, that would be bigger than the size of my old bedroom.
The room doesn't even have furniture or carpet, not even coloured walls. It looks like a ballet studio without mirrors.
"Like it?" He asks
"Love it. But where is the furniture, carpet and wallpaper?"
"Mum wants you to design you room completely," he walks in and gestures me as well, " once we reach the age of 15 we can design our own rooms how ever we want, whenever. My room for instance is a photo workshop, I love photography, being able to catch a memory, a moment in time, on a piece of card is magical,"
"Is it this big?"
"Not quite, I have a glass wall instead of a balcony. By the way, school starts tomorrow sorry. We know the best builders so they can create your room over night. Oh, you can leave that suitcase here, mum wants to talk to you about your room design, she's also a part time interior designer, so it will be extreme,"
We walk down the two flights of stairs and I follow Felix into the kitchen which did not look like a modern box, it looked homey and lived in, which I loved.
I still don't know what to call Mr and Mrs Wilson, they won't want me to call them by there last name but it feels rude to call them by their first names and I do not want to call them my parents, I'm not sure I ever will.
"So Thalia, how do you like your room?"
"I love it, but I would like to make it more, me." I almost whisper the last bit
"Of course, now here are your blueprints," she hands me blue graphed paper. " what would you like?"
"Well actually I would love a part of my room that is raised, for my bed,"
"Well by how much?"
"About my knees,"
"Perfect,"
We have been talking all about my dream bedroom this is the plan so far:
A raised area to my knees for my bed, the raised area has black fluffy, really fluffy, carpet and the rest of my room has floorboards with rugs of the black carpet.
The outside balcony area is going to have fairy lights, couches and bean bags. It will have a full barbecue and a very strong awning.
I will have a massive walk in wardrobe with a shoe wall.
A small corner will be full of cushions for my sketching and a ball chair that hangs from the ceiling.
All the walls will be coloured in black chalk paint.
"I love this blueprint Mrs Wilson!" I exclaim happily
"Oh please darling call me Andrea, besides this was all you and it will be finished by next week. Until then, you will stay in the guest bedroom, Felix do show her, I have to go to my yoga class."
She grabs a duffle bag and drink bottle off the counter and heads out the door with a small wave. Felix and I then turn to each other and walk back up the stairs, but this time to the left.
Once we reach the top he opens a door to the left.
"Here you go, I have tennis tonight, so I better be off too." He starts to walk away but turns back, " I will look out for you tomorrow at school but do not date any of my friends, their all players,"
I laugh, "why would you say that?"
"Um, you're new meat, you're single, you have an Australian accent that guys dig, you're clueless to them being jerks and to top it off, you're prettier than our queen bee. Oh yeah, do not cross her she will whack you with her prom crown," he smiles and like his mum leaves with a small wave.
--------Authors---------Note-------
What do you think? Thalia and Drew? Thalia and Sam? Or maybe even Thalia and Felix? Who knows. Not even me, anyways my readers comment, tell me what you think, and thank you to my #1 fan Hot_frie_freak1 for all your supporting comments and sometimes quite strange ones, anyways hope ya liked it, love yas- kels