I looked around me, the neighborhood had changed just a bit since the last time I was here, that was about 3 years now, my nam

I looked around me, the neighborhood had changed just a bit since the last time I was here, that was about 3 years now, my name is Elle Brooks right now I've decided to change my life for my own good, my parents had divorced when I was very little, I was forced to chose between them when I was just 5, I really don't remember much of that, if I actually chose any one or if they choused me, I've lived with my mother for the past 12 years, eventually I went back to my father's place for Christmas or thanks giving maybe ester, but because of many things now I just couldn't stand my mom, lately she had become hysterical about just everything! My new step father, Jim is his name, was other reason why I couldn't stay with them, he is just too much….he doesn't seem to understand that he is not part of my family…may be part of my life but that doesn't mean he knows me or has any right to judge me, mainly he likes comparing me more than judging, I've got a sister, her name is Alice, we're twins and she's nothing above the average, she is studding over seas in a private school right now, not because she was smarter or had any aptitude that I didn't, actually I was planning to go too, its just we are different when it comes to people, she wouldn't mind to leave her family for a couple years till she could graduate in a fine school, I just cant do that, any way he just has to rub it in my face every time he can, there was just one thing that attached me to this family and was probably Jim's son David, he was 9 last time I saw him, he died about a year ago, those are maybe the reasons I'm moving in with my father.

my father, he is immature, childish and most of the time irresponsible, I guess it because he never needed to do anything to earn a living…not with the little heritage my grand parents left him and my uncle, as soon as I came close to the house I saw him standing in the porch half dressed as usual, he had a pair of dark blue sweat pants and some slippers, he's on his early 40 and he cant just ct his eye…he spend the time normal men his age will spend working sleeping working out and partying, mostly the last one….

physically we weren't really alike, every one on his family is very tall which I'm not…as well as for their tanned skin we are really different, actually my skin, just as my mom's, is very sensitive to sun, that's why my skin is much more light than his, for my hair it is pitch black just as his, I have it short down to my neck, it's actually pretty messy, my eyes are of a grayish blue, I inherited a trait from my mother, photophobia, its not actually a genetic treat means direct light or just too much of it makes my eyes hurt and normally gives me headaches too,

He jumped from his chair and went down to the street helping the cab driver with my bags into the house, he rushed back out with a big grin, he paid the cab man and pushed me inside

"My, my you've grown a lot Ellie" he said putting his hand on my head and leaning towards me, I could barely reach his shoulder I smiled slightly

"well lets put you things up on your room before anything" he said picking up my bags again and taking them up the stairs, I didn't notice from the out side but this place was pretty big, I stood on the door way to have a better look of everything, right from where I stood was the kitchen, straight forward the stairs to the second floor, and in the left the living room, on the back of the kitchen there was a door to the dining room, and from the living room there was a smaller room with a billiard table, and behind the stairs was a door that took to the back yard, the second floor had my dad's room beside the stairs, across from it was a small study and beside that a bigger room where my dad had installed his gym, on the end of the hall way was my room, it had a big window that shoed the street, there was not many houses around since we where on the outer side of town, I reached my room

"This is all?" my dad asked looking at the 2 middle siced bags

"Mmm…yup that's all…Mom's sending some other stuff later this month" I said

"You don't have much clothes do you?"

"I'm fine with what I have dad no worries…",

"Yeah sure, well go to the mall later" he was not listening

"Dad I'm tired so I just want to sleep now" I said he smile

"yeah guess you are right, so I'll let you rest now ok?" it felt awkward being with him, he was so friendly and talkative it was hard to walk around the house with him allover me, I changed my clothes into some swat pants and a sleeve-less shirt and I jumped into the bed in the middle of the room, it was quite bigger than my old bed back in Australia, and bigger than the ones I had in Europe too, when I was back with my mom she didn't seem to be able to establish anywhere, her job didn't let her stay in one place either but I never really got why she had to drag every one along, she is a business woman and she works a lot all the time so we have moved from place to place often, I guess the longer I stood in one same place was about a year and a half back in Australia, I thought of all the places I had been in for a while till I fell asleep.

Ok people I know its lame….no action or anything just a little intro…bare with me I'm not Anne Rice, I'm not Stephanie Meyers…its my first story and I hope you like it….I'll up date soon, if you could leave me a review with IDK ideas comments critics, I would really appreciate it!! Thanks for reading :D