"A BIG DEBT"
"I get up feeling weird in my bed, feeling awkward and strange. And then I realize that I'm not in my bed. I'm in "Big Brother"
Author's Note
Important Note! In my history, Tris is beautiful, and that means that she has much butt and breast, and because of that, curves, and she doesn't have a long nose, and she is still short and pale. I going to try to do the personality like Tris's one, tell if I don't.2
I wait you like it and please comment, because I never have seen "Big Brother" and I don't know so much about it, only the basic. Please review and give me ideas, I going to thank to you so much.
Tris's point of view
I have been in my parent's house, since I was a baby, and when I log on at the university, she said that I can stay here until I have my own life, so Caleb and I are still living here. Some people think that we are a dependent little kids, but the really reason for be here, is because mom and dad feel alone and we want to be with them until we can.
I just walk out the University so many minutes ago, so I am about arrive at house.
While I'm walking I see the few trees' leaves, moving with the air's breeze. There aren't so many trees with leaves, because I live in Chicago, and we are in December so the weather is cold and the trees' leaves fall down. I like the cold of Chicago; the snowflakes falling down in the street and covering the entire city as a white blanket. Some people think that the gray sky is dismal but for me is heartwarming.
When I arrive at home I see the pale light, illuminating the small living room. I always feel happy when I arrive at home, and today is not the exception. I feel the warm of the heater invade my body, so I take off my sweater.
"Beatrice?" I listen, Caleb whisper. He has a troubled face and a sad gaze. The fright invades me as water in the shower. I only saw that Caleb's face few times, and after saw it, didn't pass cheerful things.
"Caleb, Is all Okay?" I ask getting near to him, with a comfort voice. Maybe he is the big brother, but all in this world need some comfort comments, regardless the age or gender.
"Our mom needs talk to you" I feel more dread in my thinking. What happened now? is the only thing I can think with clearly.
"Where is she?"
"She is in the dining room"
When he say that, I turn my slowly way of walk, into a desperate running. I arrive at the dining room and I see my mom and dad here. My dad is here with his hard face and my mom has her green eyes injected in blood and her face is red, like if she was crying. When I see her like this, I feel the tears about to fall on my cheeks.
"What happened?" I say and my voice breaks.
"Beatrice, please, just sits down." My father tells me. I sit down in the chair in front of my mother, and my dad start to talk. "Listen. Your mother has a big debt of money with her boss, and she can't pay it, so if she doesn't do it in five months, they could take from us the house."
I feel a warm tear slide in my cheek.
"We are sorry, but you and Caleb must to leave the house." He says.
"Bu-bu-t-but must be a way to page it." I say scared.
"Beatrice, please, just understands."
"That's not for me. I don't want my parents without house. What do you think that you going to do?"
"Beatrice…"
"No. Beatrice anything. I am going to help you to pay that debt and anyone going to get out of this house." I say leaving the dining room and then I feel something stopping me. I turn around and I see my father here.
"Beatrice, I know that you are concerned, but there is no way to earn one hundred thousand in five months." He tells me. My chin fall down and the tears swap my eyes. My dad extends his arms and I don't doubt before throw in his arms. He strokes my hair again and again, and I start to feel calm.
"I can't do anything, Right?" I say and my voice breaks for second time today.
"I think not, Beatrice."
"When are we needed to go?"
"Before, May sixteen."
"I going to miss you"
"We going to miss you too"
I move away and up the stairs running. Caleb is here.
"You don't give up yet. Do you?" He says
"Why do you say that?"
"You never give up"
I go in my room and close the door behind me.
Caleb is right. I never give up.
Caleb went in my room before I in. He is all set to help me so we have been thinking in a way to earn the money.
"Beatrice, come on, give up right now. There is no way to…"
"Caleb, if you aren't going to help, please leave" He snort.
The silence invades the room and then Caleb says:
"Beatrice, have you ever seen "Big Brother"?"
"Does that going to help?"
"Only answer me"
"No, I only heard about it"
Then he goes running to his room, happy as a five years boy in Christmas. He brings his computer and starts to write in his searcher Big Brother.
"Really, Caleb? I can't understand how you can see a television show right now" I say.
He ignores me and keeps searching.
"Beatrice, do you know what is the award for the winner if Big Brother?" He says and I start to feel puzzled.
"No." The curiosity invades me and I feel the need to know what it is.
"Five hundred thousand." My chin falls down.