The drive into town was interesting except decided to stop by the Emerson's place "Mom … did you plan this?" Jean looked over at her daughter coyly with her sage green eyes." I just figured that we could make some friends. Who knows, maybe they have somebody your age you can hang out a the boardwalk with." I rolled my eyes at that. She probably called her friend and asked him there was any boys living there. I'll be too busy looking for a job to help with the finances and school to go down there even by myself ." And I'm sure one of the is a boy right?" I know she wonders if I'm a les from my unwillingness to interact with boys, but I'll get to them when I have a stable life.

" Look, lets just try to be nice to these people. I really would like for you to have some friends you can go to when you need something when I'm gone." Oh jeez, she had to pull THAT card." Fine, I'll play nice." I grumbled and slammed the car door shut walking up to their porch and waiting for my mother. I looked over and saw that they were also unpacking and from the crates their from Arizona. Nice place I hear. Bit dry though for my tastes.

Ringing the doorbell was something that felt normal to me instead of knocking. Plus that way you know your heard at the door. A minute or so later a red headed women opened the door" Why hello. I didn't know that anybody was coming over today. But, please come in!" She opend the door some more and let us come in.' Holy Shit! The Texas Chain Saw Massacre house!' "Boys! Come down here and meet the neighbors!" The women shouted up the stairs." Oh yes, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Lucy." She gave me a big smile, so obviously I'/m suppose to tell her mine" I'm Jean and this is my daughter Ciara. We just moved in next door." I smiled back at Lucy and waited for her boys to come down. I started to poke and prod at the stuffed animals until a two twisters came down the steps and twister two tripped and fell on me." Ah!" The teens cried out in pain." Sorry bout that. Um, nice to meet you." Ciara looked down her body to see a pair of jade blue eyes that currently had an apologetic look in them… and a hand ON HER BREAST?!?!" Nice to meet you too, now can you please get your hand off my chest and take the rest with it." Ciara snarled at him making jump off her." Michael, your turning into a perv!"

Twister one called out acrossed the room. Michael took off after him again and stopped when he opened the sliding door to reveal the taxidermy room. "Talk about the Texas Chainsaw Massacre" Michael said, checking the room out from behind Sam "Wicked, your grandpa into taxidermy or something?" Michael turned his head to find Ciara leaning against the door way and poking a gator mouth." Rules. We've got some Rules around here." Grandpa Emerson paused and took in the woman-child leaning at the doorway." I didn't know your mother had picked up a stray. What's your name stray?" Ciara laughed at that, it was partially true with her and her mother." I'm Ciara and Lucy didn't pick me up. Me and my mom moved down to the cabin down the road from here." Nodding his head he continued, figuring she'd be over here a lot. Guiding them into the kitchen he started with his rules. He opened the fridge door and pointed to a sign that said OLD FART." The second shelf is mine. Its where I keep my root beer and double stuffed Oreo cookies. Nobody touch's the second shelf but me." He shut the door. "Now another rule around here…" He took off into the living room were Michael grabbed a pot leaf and pretended to smoke it." Dude," Ciara whispered," if your gonna do it, do it right." Sam laughed at Michaels red face, and Michael retaliated by giving him a noogie while Ciara rolled her eyes at their antics." Oh grow up." Entering the living room he was still going on about his rules." Don't move a thing. Its exactly where and how I want it and I don't want it messed up." " Hey grandpa. I here Santa Carla is the Murder Capital of the World. Is that true?" Michael asked." Huuum, there is a bit of some bad elements around here." Sam screeched out!" What! We're living in the Murder Capital of the World and nobody told me?!"

Ciara had a frown on her face that turned into a glare when her mother came in helping Lucy with her stuff." Is it true what the old fart said?" Ciara said in a put-off tone. Jean just grinned and said in a 70's voice." Ya man, totally radical huh?" Grandpa Emerson took off where we kids interrupted " Well, let me put it this way. If all the corpses in Santa Carla stood up at once, we'd have one hell of a population problem." Lucy chose that moment while wearing two hats at once to comment on their little conversation. "Great dad" Grandpa Emerson gave the two mothers a grin and grabbed the TV guide" Now on Wednesdays when the mailman comes with the TV guide, sometimes the address label is sticking up like that," He shows us the address label which is annoyingly sticking up," you'll be tempted to take it off. Don't. You'll only end up ripping the cover and I don't like that." He turned around and finished his rules "ceremony" with" And stay out of here." He started to close the door when Sam asked hom where the TV is. TV? You don't need TV.

And Grandpa Emerson voiced my thoughts. With that he shut the door in our faces." Well, that was enlightening." Ciara said while walking away. Jean chose that moment to use her singers lungs to yell down from upstairs" Hey kids! Later when everything unpacked we're going to the boardwalk!" And ran down stairs to get more stuff to unpack." Wow, your moms cool!" Cried out Sam when he saw my mom in her AC/DC shirt and ripped jeans." Wanna trade?" Ciara looked over at Sam totally serious "Alright kids. Lets hurry up so we can have some fun." Micheal sayed as he slung his arms around them" EW! Try some deodorant man! That stinks!" Ciara sayed over-dramatically to get a laugh out of Sam." Why you little-" "You didn't think I was so little earlier." And the chase was on. Until they reached the boxes anyway.