When Izzy arrives to Vegas to live with her brother Spencer she encounters her self with romance, drama, and a tragedy.
My first year of high school in a new city. Which meant new friends,
lovers, and enemies. My parents had separated when I was eight and my
mom took my brother and I stayed with my dad. Recently my dad decided
to marry some new bimbo and realized that he didn't want me anymore so
he mailed me to my mom all the way in Vegas.
I hadn't seen my brother or my mom in six years. It's not that I was
nervous of meeting them all over again, it's just that I have changed
so much what if they don't love me? What the hell am I saying I
already know that my mom always loved my brother more than me.
I was dropped off at my mom's house by some limo that she had sent to
get me. She couldn't even come and pick her own daughter from the
airport. As if I was surprised, this is something she would do. I took
a deep breath before I knocked on the door to my new house, more like
mansion. It was a three story house. I waited for a minute until the
door swung open. Standing in front of me was a tall boy who looked a
lot like me. He gave me a brief smile before he pulled me into a hug.
" Izzy!" He said. Yeah this was my brother.
" Spencer!" I replied. I loved him so much, he was the other half of
me he was everything to me and I know that I could always trust him.
He pulled away and then grabbed my bags and let me in.
" How are you?" He asked as he led me through the corridor.
" Fine I guess considering the fact that my dad hates me and made me
move all the way across the country, but you know other than that I'm
great." I said sarcastically. He chuckled at my tone of voice and then
opened the door to a new room. The room was way bigger compared to the
one I use to have. The walls were painted a light blue and the bed had
white sheets. I had a lamp and a desk right next to my bed. Let's not
forget about the closet! It was three times as big as my last one. I
smiled at the sight.
" This is your room. Mom will be home soon if you need anything just
call me or tell Karla the maid." And with that he was out the door. I
jumped onto my bed and laid there laughing at this. I was very tired
from the flight here so I decided to take a nap, it was only one in
the after noon.
My eyes fluttered slowly adjusting to the light and I blinked a couple of
times. For a minute I forgot where I was and then I remembered
everything that had happened in the morning. I stretched and then got
up. I changed my clothes into something more comfortable. When I was
done I went down stairs and searched for Spencer. I wondered around
until I heard noise coming from the living room. I slowly opened the
door and stepped inside.
There was Spencer and three other guys. They were all eating pop corn
and playing video games. I cleared my throat to get their attention.
They all turned their heads and their mouths hung open. Well all
except Spencers. These guys had clearly never seen a girl before because they
all had wide eyes.
" You know it's not very respectful to have your mouths wide open." I
said. Then they all shut their mouths and stood up straight. Spencer
stood up and walked towards me.
" Izzy these are my friends; Brendon, Ryan, and John." He said as he
introduced me to them. Brendon winked at me and I rolled my eyes.
Pathetic. Then I realized that I was in sweat pants and a shirt that
goes higher than my belly button. I blushed and then put on the
sweater that was on the couch.
" No need to hide what's beautiful." Brendon said. Spencer smacked him
on the head. " Ow! I was only saying what was true." He explained. I
saw Ryan leave with a frown on his face so I decided to go talk to
him. He went over to the kitchen and I followed close behind him.
" Ryan right?" I asked trying to get the conversation starting.
" The one and only." He said smirking.
" Why did you leave the room?" I asked again.
" Um.. well I guess I just didn't feel like being in there anymore."
He said. Something about him caught my attention. He was shy yet acted
so confident at the same time. What am I saying he's two years older
than me! I was so ou of it I dropped my cup filled with water. I
jumped at the sound of it hitting the ground. I quickly grabbed a
towel and then began to clean up, Ryan also helped me.
Once we were done I rinsed the towel and then put it in the dryer. I
was so embarresed because apart from the fact that the cup broke I
also spilt some on Ryan. I handed him a clean towel to dry up with.
Before he left the room he turned to me and gave me that gorgious
smile of his and then winked at me. As he walked away I stood there
realizing that I had fallen completely head over heals for my brothers