Chapter Two

Ronni POV:

A couple weeks past and my life with the Jurangos didn't get any better. I know I shouldn't complain but this family just drove me insane! The only time I could escape from that family was when I slept. I dreamed of those kids with their masks and it always ended with me waking up in a good mood. I don't understand why I feel this way. But it's probably nothing. Reluctantly, I walked out of my room.

"Oh Veronica! Can you please make your brothers stop fighting! I have to work!" Martin begged.

"They are not my brothers…"I muttered under my breath. To save myself from another episode, I pushed the twins apart. After twenty minutes of holding them off each other, they finally gave up and I continued to wander aimlessly around the house. The house was the only nice thing about this family. Other than that, they were snobby, annoying, and slightly stupid! I can't wait till I get moved again! I went back to my house and began painting a new piece. This piece was a collage of colorful masks. If I do say so myself it is fantastic!

"VERONICA!!!" the wicked witch of the west yelled. Well, my foster mom anyway. I rushed downstairs.

"What?!" I said rudely. Again Emma flipped out on me for "back talking".

"You will respect me in this household, stupid little girl!" she screamed at me. What did she call me! I was many things but not a stupid little girl!

"Go to-to someplace where you'll burn and suffer forever!" I screamed back. But I wasn't quite finished yet. "You're a selfish poser, with your fake blonde hair, your plastic face and your fake boobs! Next time you want some tea why don't you get off your fat plastic butt and get it yourself!" ok now I'm done. She got out her phone and dialed my social workers phone number. She went into another room and I went upstairs to start packing. I've never been so happy to move!

Prince POV:

I was in my room listening to my dad's dangerous album. I wasn't doing anything but doodling in my notebook. I wonder what that girl is doing? Why do I keep thinking of her? I need a psychiatrist or something. I looked out the window to see a car pulling into the drive way of our "neighbors". Just then Dad walked in.

"Hey sport, you finish your homework?" He asked. Whoops…

"um…yup, sure did!" I tried to sound convincing but I could tell on the look on his face it didn't work.

"Son, don't lie to me, you need to focus on your school work. You can't go play all the time" He said. I nodded in defeat. I hate school! It's just so frustrating! Ugh!

"Need some help?" he offered. I was amazed that anyone would want to help with homework!

"Yea, help would be good!" I said. Best dad ever! Anyway the next day!

I woke up in my bedroom, and got up to get breakfast. But when I got there, I didn't see Chef Holly, I saw that girl. The same girl who wouldn't leave my thoughts. She was kind of just sitting there looking up at one of our maids, Brenda. I got to the bottom of the stairs to see Brenda and my dad talking about the girl.

"Good morning, son!" Dad greeted me. I smiled.

"Morning!" I said back. I glanced back at the girl. Does she remember me?

"oh Prince, this is Ronni Wilkins. She's Ms. Brenda new adopted daughter." Dad told me. Ronni waved at me and I waved back. That's weird, she's not freaking out at the sight of my dad. Most people do.

"I think I know you from somewhere. Beside television and the internet and everything with electricity." She said smiling. She had an British accent.

"Oh, you used to be our neighbor when you lived down the street." I said. Her eyes were wide.

"You're the kid with the mask!" She said. I'm surprised she remembered. This was a shock.

Ronni POV:

Wow…this is….really…COOL! I should've known they were Michael Jackson's kids! Goodness, I feel stupid! All of a sudden, umm what's her name…oh yea, Brenda got up and led me to my new room.

"I'm glad you made friends with Mr. Prince. Your first day here and your already popular." Brenda said sweetly. I chuckled.

"I've never been, um, popular. I'm pretty sure, I never will be." I said sweetly. Brenda seemed nice so I didn't want to ruin it until she got on my nerves. I finally took notice to my new place. Brenda lived on the Never land Ranch so she got her own private cottage with two bedrooms. It was really nice too. My room had a neat bed and an cherry oak dresser and desk. I also noticed the gift sitting on the bed as well. It was wrapped in a crimson colored wrapping paper with a baby pink bow. I sat on my bed and started to unpack. Surprising me, Brenda helped me unpack. No one's ever done that for me.

"I hope I'll stay here longer than a few weeks." I said with hope and worry. She read my emotions and consoled me.

"Don't worry, I adopted you! You will stay with me forever!" She said cheerfully. I smiled. The biggest smile I have ever smiled in my life! Because Brenda had been so kind. I decided I would help her with work. Not because she said after we'd get ice cream…

"How hard can it be?" I told her. She smiled and we got right to work. We swept and we mopped and we dusted. This is more work than running up ten flights of stairs just to get Emma tea. I think I'm going to like it here!

Prince POV:

Wow…I can't believe the girl that wouldn't leave my thoughts is now living with us.

"Paris, you know that Ms. Brenda adopted that same girl that used to live with our neighbors." I told her. She looked at me confused and then I saw a little light bulb turn on.

"Oh! That girl, what's her name?" she asked.

"Her name is Ronni…umm…Wilkins" I said. Paris smiled. We talked about how we were going to invite Ronni to ride rides and play games with us in our background. If she was allowed of course. Finally another kid at this place!

Ronni POV:

Finally after I finished helping Brenda, we went to go see if anyone needed anything before we go. We went upstairs to Michael Jackson's room and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Jackson, do you need anything before we go?" Brenda asked in professional tone. Mr. Jackson came out of his room.

"Oh I don't need anything, but the kids want to talk to Ms. Ronni here." He said politely. Brenda nods. She takes my hand and leads me to what I suspect is their rooms.

"Hi Ms. Brenda!" Blanket said walking out of his room. Prince and Paris walked out of their rooms.

"Hi Ronni!" they said in unison. They told me about going to their backyard and riding rides and playing games. I love it here!