10-11-14
Picture is Felicity's bedroom:)
Song is Curious by Harrison Hudson:)
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~MJ~
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Felicity-
"Hun! Is this your box?" I hear my mom shout from the bottom of the stairs holding up a large box taped shut with the words 'Fels Room' in black sharpie.
I lean on the wall next to me at the top of the stairs and roll my eyes, though I doubt she saw my eye roll thanks to my glasses. "Ohhhh nooooooo, it's the other Felicity mom, obviously." I say with sarcasm dripping from my mouth, nope actually, I think that was a little drool...
My mom scrunches her face and leans down putting the box on the floor, humphs and stamps away towards the moving truck outside to get more boxes.
I walk down the stairs and snatch the box up in my arms huffing strands of my dark brown hair out of my face and steadily heave up the steps, down the long hall and into my new room.
In the attic. Great, right? *Sarcasm*
But, hey! I have a small balcony, no one else does!
I walk on the hard wooden floor towards my queen sized bed on the floor and set the box down onto the bed. I stand straight and glance around the room making sure that this is the last box. The wall is slanted with the smal balcony outside the glass doors on the slanted walls, my dresser and closet are on the other side of the room opposite from my bed, the door is to the left of the bed that leads down some stairs and to a door out to the main hallway where my moms room is and my 18 year old twin brothers room, he already put a sign on his closed door in red letters on a yellow sign, "Parker's Room, Prepare For Farts."
Really? He's 18 for crying out loud! Even though he's my twin, I swear he acts like he's 8 not 18
I roll my eyes and walk down the hall to mine and Parker's bathroom. Mom gets her own since she has the master bedroom next to Parker, the bathroom is next to moms room at the very end of the hall, then there's a linen closet to the bathrooms right.
I step into the bathroom, look around and grimace, I see Parker has already put his stuff in here, his clothes scattered on the floor with his oh so precious hair products on the sink counter and his other necessities all over. Leaving me a small corner. That's fine, I don't wear make-up so all I need is my toothbrush, toothpaste, brush, hair dryer, and acne junk. I put my washcloth, razor, shaving cream, body wash (coconut scented), conditioner and shampoo (both vanilla scented, yum!)
I smile at my neat things put where I wanted and turn away leaving the bathroom and down the hall again to see Parker. I notice mom already started putting pictures and old drawings Parker and I did when we were younger up along the walls. I smile at one specific drawing I did when I was 5, it was a crayon drawing of my dad and I. I colored me with a red dress holding my dads stick figured hand, I drew myself with pigtails and my dad in a white shirt and green pants, with no hair.
I felt my eyes water slightly remembering dad, but quickly shrugged it away, I've cried enough.
I walk another few feet and reach my hand up to knock, when I hear some loud BANG down the stairs. Curiosity, once again got me and I followed where that bang came from. I walk down the stairs and find myself in the living room, there are tons of boxes everywhere but we have our large brown couch that can fit 8 people out with the back facing me and the television stand in front of it with our large flat screen on it and our coffee table in the middle of them. The front door is to the left of the television set leading out to our small porch and swing.
I grin and rub my feet on the plush, light brown carpet and close my eyes, what? I love how carpets feel on bare feet!
Another loud BANG goes through the house, I jolt my eyes open and turn to my left, the kitchen. I begin walking towards it, my feet leave the carpet floor and greet a hard wood floor in it's place, the kitchen is average size, we have a small island with barstools on them, 3 to be precise, it's only me, mom, and Parker anyway. Behind the island is the fridge, sink, cabinets, oven, and dishwasher. The counter tops are full of boxes of the utensils for the kitchen.
I furrow my brows together, this is all of the house, where is that noise coming from? I take a whiff through my nose, I have a crazy good nose, like seriously, I can smell dinner from my room. It's weird though..
I smell my moms perfume in the backyard and go to the other side of the kitchen to the leads down another small hall where the guest bedroom is and another small bathroom. Only a queen sized bed in the guest room and nothing but towels and washcloths in the bathroom. I walk out the small hall and to the back door leading to the backyard, where the sound is coming from.
I open the door and step on the porch, looking around I see mom had Parker put water in the 14 foot long pool that only went 5" deep, I'm 5'9 so it's not that deep for me. I walk over to the in ground pool and look in it to see if it needs to be cleaned out, nope. I turn around quickly hearing the BANG again.
I quickly look around and see my mom on the other side of the porch in front of the grill slamming the lid open and then shut with black smoke coming out of it.
I run over to my mom, I got most of my looks from her and got my dads bad eye sight and height. She had dark hair like me in a bun, but had more gray patches, she was shorter than me by at least 7 inches and had a white dress on with a dark blue apron on. Her smal figure was frantically moving around to get the smoke away from her.
I lightly push my mom out of the way so she sees me.
"What are you doin you crazy woman?" I say laughing lightly at my mom flailing around still.
"I am making burgers as our first dinner sweetie, now be a good daughter I know you are occasionally and go grab some of the burgers in the freezer!" My mom exclaims opening the lid again now fanning the grill with the end of her white, well now black apron coughing in the process.
I roll my eyes laughing and jog into the kitchen and open the freezer. "Hmm" I say looking around for the burgers, "ahh!" I exclaim grabbing 5 burgers and rushing back to mom.
"Thanks sweetie, hey go grab Park and tell him he better get down here or I'll be up there with a sock full of garbage and hit him with it." She states seriously with a humor glint in her eyes as she grabs the food from my hands.
I stand straighter and salute her saying, "ma'am yes, sir!" We both giggle for a few seconds, but quickly sober up and I rush up to get Parker.
"Yo, yo, yo Parks!" I say jogging up the stairs, but trip and almost fall on my face, but my hands reach out and stop me before I slam my face into the last stair before going to the hallway.
"Woah MAMA!" I say loudly standing up walking to Parker's room, but stop mid step, "I just fell up the stairs, jeez." I say to myself in disbelief then start laughing. Clutching my stomach I knock on Parker's bedroom door.
I hear a low muffled "what?" as the door swings open revealing my tired looking brother. He was shirtless showing his wee little six pack, and black sweat pants. His dark hair was all over the place with his dark eyes boringly looking at me.
"Dude mom said you better get downstairs she's starting dinner and she said if you're not down there soon she will beat you with a sock full of garbage?" I say pushing my large glasses up my nose pointing out my hip looking at him then into his room.
It looks like the bathroom does minus my stuff, crap everywhere! Clothes scattered all over his blue carpet and some Metallica and girls posing all over his wooden walls and a large queen sized bed in the corner with his desk next to it with his Toshiba laptop and his dresser with clothes poking out from the drawers.
"Kay, I'm comin' sis and mom really said that?" He says laughing lightly, I begin to laugh and nod turning away I head up to my room to change clothes because I'm all sweaty. I head to my dresser and pull out my light blue with black polka dot swimsuit and pull it on after stripping my dirty clothes off and tossing them in the hamper. I pull some of my brothers pure blue basketball shorts and grab a plain black crop top. I pull my hair in a loose ponytail, clean my glasses, and grab a towel along with my phone.
I rush down the stairs and head into the back yard where Parker is now swimming and mom is cooking the burgers with buns, ketchup, mustard, and cheese with sweet tea in 3 glasses and paper plates.
I glance around thinking, perfect, a new start. But I lose the thought quickly when I remember dad.
I quickly remove the thought because I want tonight to be fun, I know mom needs it. I put my towel and phone down onto a chair by the pool and strip the basketball shorts and crop top off along with my glasses. I take small, slow steps towards the pool so that I won't fall in. Once I feel the edge of the pool I jump in.
Parker and I play Marko Polo for awhile until mom says foods ready. Once we got out it was getting pretter dark, we ate outside, laughed and talked. I put on the basketball shorts and crop top on with my hair in the towel. Mom decides she's ready to go in and unpack some more, a couple minutes later Parker decides to head in.
I sit by the pool and look around at the stars and smile, but then my eyes felt a pull to look towards the forest only 15 yards away. Once I glance at the forest, my eyes look around a little bit more with nothing to see i turn to move away, but hear a rustling noise in the forest.
I slowly turn expecting a bear but, no.
Nothing.
Zip.
I pull my Iphone 5c out and click the flashlight on to see if I can pin point where that came from. As I click to turn the flash on, I hear a low growl. I squeak and rush inside, my glasses almost falling off my face as I rush in.
I don't notice my mom in the kitchen putting stuff away as I run up the stairs and into the bathroom. I brush my teeth and hair and run to my room, throwing on a large old t-shirt that says "Coca Cola" in large letters, I pull my hair into a messy bun and clean my glasses.
I walk over to the glass door and open up to see the forest in it's mysterious wonders in the dark, rustling in the wind. I look around the moon lit field along the tree line, hoping to see what made that noise.
Nothing.
I smie at my next thought and say out loud, "this calls for exploring tomorrow!" I turn away and jump into bed happy about the exploring and that I have no school the rest of the week since we are unpacking.
I keep pondering over the loud rustle and low growl, then slowly, darkness consumes me and lulls me into sleep.
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