My life is all but normal. Yeah my house is normal. I have a family and friends but let me tell you why it is un-normal. You see some people would love to have the life I have for one reason, my brother. Laxus Dreyar. He has a different last name from me because of marriage. My parents broke up and have gone their separate ways, though I didn't, I stayed with my mother, by choice. Of course I loved my father but he was just… well not a father. To him I probably wasn't even his child. Therefore to save myself from the heart break, I just stayed with my mom.
About a year later she remarried. The man she remarried to had a son. Tall muscular blue eyed Laxus Dreyar and I was stuck being his new sister. No I didn't mind having a sibling I actually like the thought of having an elder brother, until I met him.
It was raining that day and my mom got all dressed up for the meeting. The meeting was for me and the son to finally see each other. My mom and his father have been seeing each other for a while but I never met his son. I've seen Mr. Dreyar plenty of times. Nice decent man with black hair. I sighed, was this really happening?
I sat on the far side of the room watching her get ready. Perfume, diamond hair clips, necklaces, and rings, six inch heels, lovely red halter dress, yeah she went all out. Then here I was, plain black dress, small heels, just a necklace, and my hair pulled up into a bun.
I didn't feel the need to get all dressed up. My mom pushed me to even put on the heels. I understand that this was important to her but I just wasn't that excited to be sharing a house almost a stranger. I had this strange feeling in my chest but I pushed it away for my mother's sake.
She turned to me grabbing her purse "are you ready?" I smiled and stood up. With a nod she turned and walked out the door with me slowly behind