The day outside was gray and stormy as I drove with my Aunt Alex to where I would be spending the rest of my summer. Yes, my Aunt is the Doctor Alex Friedman who co-wrote the best selling book Race to Witch Mountain with her now boyfriend, Jack Bruno. Worshiped by nerds of all ages. I loved the story too, don't get me wrong. It was just soooo annoying at school when some creeper starts questioning me on weird alien things. Trust me aliens are awesome, but creepy 8th grade boys are not!
"Were here!" Alex said chirpily.
Now, I bet you are wondering why I am spending the summer with my rich aunt in her mansion on the outskirts of Las Vegas. Well my parents recently got remarried after they divorced when I was seven and were off celebrating for the rest of the summer in Mexico, and my talented sister was in a sleep- away camp for aspiring actress's. I was really happy for everyone, but me.
"Hey, Ash!" Yelled Jack emerging from the biggest house ever.
My name is Ashley, but I don't really think it suits me, so I go by Ash.
"Nice to see ya!" Jack said crushing me in a giant bear hug.
"Come on in you can pick any room you like!" Laughed Alex gesturing at the house.
I hoped she was not serious. I mean it might take me just an hour to find the kitchen.
"Thanks guys! It is really great to be here!" I said happily. I was not thrilled with this arrangement, but the least I could do was be nice.
"Wait...um, may I have some help finding the rooms?" I laughed.
"Sure right this way." Alex grinned.
I returned her smile and started following her thinking about how much I wanted a waffle. Little did I know this would be the most exciting summer of my life.
Discaimer: I do not own the movie Race to Witch Mountain! The only character I own is Ash!
