Here I am in LA and it is strange. You're probably wondering why, so let me explain. My name is Ashley Davies. Yes, my dad was the famous Raife Davies. Blah, blah, blah! Me and my younger brother Kayden were born and raised in a small town in PA called West Grove. You ask what about our mother? Well you see after daddy dearest committed suicide, our mom changed and ran off with my older sister Brooke. Brooke is ten years older and yeah I got some issues about that. Leaving my little brother to help me… Are you thinking why isn't it the other way around? I have cerebral palsy. No it's not a deadly disease. It's a disability that makes my own body my personal hell. I use a power wheelchair because I can't walk. I use an application on my I-Pad to talk because I am what many call a "nonverbal." When I actually do talk, I don't hear what others hear. To me, I hear like I'm talking "normal" but sadly it's hard for most people to understand. It's no big deal.

Well anyway, I'm in LA for my brother. Six months ago, my little brother who is a flipping genius got accepted into UCLA. I would like to believe I played a part in my sixteen year old brother's intelligence. I taught him everything. SIKE! Oh by the way I'm seventeen. Even though I've got a high IQ, I decided I wanted a "normal" life. I guess Kayden wanted a different life so he graduated from Avon Grove high School when he was fourteen. I was so proud of him. I convinced him to be a normal teen for a year before applying to colleges. I just wanted Kayden to have a life before jumping into college. When I was thirteen I became more independent and took care of him.

My mom's parents' were drunks and used us for our money. Luckily, we had the best lawyer who never charged more than twenty five hundred per month. Trust me it was penny change compared to all the money they could've taken from us. Anyway, back to the story. Where was I? Oh yeah, my brother and UCLA. While Kayden was applying to top colleges, I decided to invest in a bad-ass power chair which was called the "Davies Edition 143." I also bought a black hummer, customized with "Golden AngelHearts" which was more than equipped for my needs. I will follow my little brother. Not in a creepy way. He's all I got in this messed up family.

So I had Mike, which by the way is the name of our lawyer, to help me look for places to live near the locations where Kayden was applying for school. I knew without a doubt he would get accepted but which university he would choose to attend was anybody's guess. So I trusted Mike with helping me look because although he is our lawyer, he's also like an uncle. He and my dad grew up together so basically I don't think he would screw me and Kayden over. I'm sorry if I'm confusing you, I also have A.D.D. (Attention Deficit Disorder) My mind jumps around as you can see, so bare with me.

Kayden had narrowed it down to three colleges; Yale, Harvard and UCLA. Which helped Mike out a lot. God I love that man. Before I tell you about LA, I've got to get my grandparents from hell out of the way. No I didn't murder them, granted I won't deny it ever crossing my mind. Mike had to help Kayden and I figure out a way to terminate their custody. Boy it wasn't easy. The fact that I have C.P. didn't help our case out too much. I had to prove that not only was I capable of caring for myself but also that I could be a responsible guardian for Kayden. It was the longest month of my life. I think I proved myself to them within the first week because after that the people observing had backed off a bit, but it was still annoying. I was lucky that I had already perfected using my crutches before that crap, thank God for physical therapy four times a week. I started when I was seven. It took six long years to get to where I was, about ninety-five percent dependent upon myself. I hated that I couldn't have accomplished this sooner for Kayden but I guess my brain and body needed time.

So anyway, after three months the court thankfully granted us everything we had asked. At this time, Kayden got acceptance letters from all three universities. Boy was I proud! He hated that I refused to help him to choose which school to attend. I wanted him to know that the decision wasn't mine to make and that I'd support whatever he chose. It took him a week to pick UCLA and Mike had already picked out the perfect loft for us, mostly for me since Kayden planned to live on campus. Campus-life was another reason why I made him wait a year before applying to schools. I know what kind of trouble he could get into if he starts hanging with the wrong crowd or fraternity. I didn't want my fifteen year old brother to have adult experiences that early on in life. At least at sixteen he knew what kind of limits he had set for himself. I sound like a mother, I know, but if you were in my wheels, you would be the same.

We decided to give the drunks five hundred thousand dollars, even though they didn't deserve it. However, we aren't greedy and they were, unfortunately, our family. We wanted them to know that regardless of their actions, we were thankful for the roof over our heads. I made Kayden fly to California while I drove across the country. Planes scare me and I was not leaving "AngelHeart" my hummer behind. She's my baby. It took me two weeks to get to LA, due to some pretty cool stops. I bought Kayden something from each state. By the time I'd arrived, he had already claimed most of second floor, which I didn't mind. He told me there was a room in the loft that he thought would be perfect for my artistic side. I draw, paint and write (songs, poetry, stories). Kayden thinks that someday I'll be a famous songwriter/novelist, but in order for me to become famous someone would have to actually read my work. That's not going to happen.

Anyway, once I noticed that the loft was right above the beach, I raced in my chair and made it to the sand in less than thirty seconds. I'm in love with the ocean.

"Hi big sis! I knew you'd head here first."

Kayden's voice was all I needed to hear. I turned around and gave him the BIGGEST bear hug.

"Hey bro. I missed you. Damn, why didn't anyone tell me about the beach? I would've gotten here a week early."

Even though I was talking without using my I-Pad, he could understand me. My brother is one of the very few people who can. Kayden's brown eyes were twinkling and he was smiling ear to ear.

"Well sis, I wanted to surprise you. You didn't hesitate rearranging your whole life, moving all the way from Pennsylvania to California just for me. This was the least I could do for you."

I was speechless.

"Hey now, I couldn't stay in PA while my handsome little brother went to the other side of the country by himself. I've got to look out for you, and keep you away from all the little blonde Cali whores."

Just then, someone caught my eye. Kayden noticed it too, because I was staring past him.

"Hmm sis, what are you staring at?"

"Hmm nothing! Let's go check out our new place. Grab my crutches for me so I can check out the second floor."

I threw my keys to him and he walked to AngelHeart. I wasn't sure if I should tell Kayden, but I think the person that had caught my eye moments ago was the same person I had been dreaming of. I could see her face so clearly in my dreams that I had even been able to sketch her picture a couple times. I shook my head, as if I were trying to rid my brain of the thought.

I got to the front door of the loft and realized that this is the first time I had really paid attention to what it looked like since I first arrived. The walls were light blue with some gray, and from where I was sitting it looked huge! Kayden closed my mouth and laughed.

"Let's go inside you goof."

I hit him in his gut in a playful way, put my power chair into a lower speed and we went in. First thing I saw was a drawing I did of Kayden and I at his graduation. I couldn't help but to smile.

"You approve that it's in the perfect spot?"

Kayden's voice was a bit nervous.

"Of course that's a perfect spot! Now, what's next?"

Kayden smiled and point to the kitchen. My eyes popped out. Everything was accessible! The stove had an open space underneath of it where the oven would normally be so I would be able to cook. The oven and microwave were together. The refrigerator wasn't tall, but it was three times as wide, with a freezer right next to it. The cabinets are at my level, so it will be easy for me to not only reach them, but also whatever is inside them. The wallpaper was perfect. Light yellow with lilies.

"WOW!"

Kayden was really about tear up.

"I thought this kitchen would be perfect for you so I designed it on paper and sent it to Mike. I'm glad you like it."

I looked at Kayden and gave him a huge smile.

"I love it and you did a damn good job! You thought of everything!"

Kayden blushed and then he hugged me.