"Hey, JessLynn!" Anik called from across the school lot. His black hair blew out behind him as he sprinted toward me. He had the most amazing gold eyes with copper flecks and a thrilling brown laced in around the iris. Stars were always showing in the gleam of his eyes.
"Need a ride?" he asked, skidding to a stop right in front of me. He flashed a half smile at me as three girls, completely unnoticed by Anik, stared longingly at him.
"I think I'm going to walk,"
His smile grew, "In that case, do you need an escort?"
"Of course she does," stated Rohan, suddenly next to me. He placed his arm over my shoulders, and both brothers started toward the woods.
"Are you both going to walk me home?" I shot glances at both men who grinned.
"Do you promise not to murder us in the woods?" Anik started. Rohan let out a laugh.
"I will make no such promise." I teased, shifting the weight of my school bag. Each man walked on either side of me. I was around two inches shorter than them. Anik was the older brother with Rohan less than a year younger. I was born somewhere in between.
Rohan was just as handsome as his brother. He was thinner and more agile though. Anik leaned more toward a buff football player. Rohan had brown hair that spilt over into his blue eyes. His eyes were a blinding cobalt that faded to a light green, circling the black central orbs. His eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled, a pure white, dazzling smile. Each man could knock supermodels right off their feet with one look. I still didn't understand how I could be so lucky.
Aniks skin was half a shade lighter and covered in muscles of an Olympian. Rohan was just as strong, but the muscles weren't always as visible. They were Calvin Klein models come to life, no digital editing required.
"Jess, do you need help in math? Your Trigonometry grade is down and you are going to get grounded if you fail this test," Anik asked.
"You have such a nice way of putting it," I muttered, more to myself than the boys. I looked up through my lashes to see the fork in the path. We were in the center of the woods, the left trail to my house, and the right to Anik and Rohans. Spring green fell freely through the topaz forests, dew drops hanging in air.
"Mother won't mind," Rohan added, "She practically considers you her daughter. Truthfully, you might be her favorite child."
I let half a smirk cross my face, "Yes, I need help." Walking between the Rajaram brothers we made our way toward their mansion.
We cleared the tree line a few minutes later. A huge drive way curled up in front of the house in a large circle, leading out the private drive. The house way three stories tall and something a famous singer-gone-actor would have. Almost every wall facing the front was solid glass, along with many side walls. Modern white and sleek black furniture could be seen on the floors, mixed with bright colors that reminded me of India. The roofs where semi circles, flat, and tilted slightly, overhanging the glass walls. The side of the house supported a balcony, warping around three sides, avoiding the picture perfect front. A pool bigger than anything you could find on a cruise ship rested in the ground on the left. Turquoise chairs, and purple towels were surrounding the pool. Water fountains sprouted of the sides, all aiming into the pool. The hot tub was also accessorized with peacock color lights and water streams.
I quickly inhaled. I never got used to seeing it. We entered the front doors, dodging most of the furniture.
"Father is home today, he got the day off." Anik tossed his bag, along with mine, on a crimson red couch.
"Mrs. Kelsey!" I shouted, making my way to the stainless steel kitchen. She was basically my second mother. There were no secrets between Mrs. Kelsey and me, hence the first name basis.
I turned the corner and found Mrs. Kelsey and Mr. Rajaram sitting at the island table with two men. I swore the one with golden eyes looked almost like Anik. Dhiren looked up, meeting my curious gaze, and then flitting to Anik and Rohans. His bright blue eyes were tinged red, as Kelsey were already flowing with tears.
"Mother!" cried both boys. They dashed over; positioning themselves between her and the guests to make sure Kelsey was okay.
"Mrs. Kelsey?" I inquired. The new men both looked slightly lost.
Kelsey looked at me, then her sons, and managed to say with a huge smile, "Boys, this is your uncle Kishan, and your… grandfather Mr. Kadam" I had grown up with the boys. I knew the family history, and Dhirens brother was killed in a plane crash with Ren's grandfather figure, and Kelsey's parents died in a car crash. This was wrong. I looked at Anik and Rohan. They felt it too.