A/N: Sorry, to bug you, but I wanted to say something…. I hope you all enjoy this as much as I like writing this!

Chapter 1

Man, it was hot outside. But I liked it this way. I slowly pulled into a complete stop on my best friend's driveway. Today we were going to pick up her aunt, uncle and cousin, from a bus stop.

Ugh…. I'm an idiot, where were they from again? I can't remember, they're probably a boring family anyway; most people that are visiting are. Or, they could be one of those stuck-up, rich families thinking they can find some quiet peaceful place to come to and find that this is so hick!

News for ya….. We're not. I'm not originally from here, but yes, I LOVE it here. It was so nice and different from the place I used to live in. That place was Newport, California. Bleh, all of those people were so prideful, it was sad. Of course, I was one of them. 'Till my mom met Dave. He was a man who's wife died; a widower. Also, he had a son named Adam.

Adam and I had grown really close and then……

"Oh my gosh, sorry I took so long. My mom was dragging on about showing family, blah blah blah. So what's up?" Carrie just dropped in. She was the first person to speak to me when I came here. She was also my best friend; she's gotten me through some pretty tough times.

"I'm great and PERKY!"

"Hahahah, you liar! So are you excited to meet my extended family? Hm?" On extended she dragged the word out nice and long.

" I gues. Where are they from again?"

"Utah."

Oh yeah, that's why I thought they might be boring.

Don't get me wrong, I liked people from Utah, they always have the nicest hospitality. There was just something about it that made me think, well… boring. I'm not sure why. So don't ask.

"Oh, guess I forgot." I paused, "what are their names again?"

"My aunt Lillian, uncle Bruce and then there's Zach. Well, Zachary, but he prefers Zach."

"Have they ever been here before?"

"No, they usually have us go over to Utah, but mom wanted to change things up a bit. I think for me, mostly."

By then we were at the bus stop.

If anyone has a car, they don't like theirs as much as I LOVE mine. I had decided to name him, Hughburt. I know, weird name, but I have a weird one too. Willie Karmichael, but I absolutely adore my name now. It was 94th in the top names in 1881, (I know, I pride myself on that). That's why I named my car Hughburt, because we can both be unique in our own, cool way.

"Oh my goodness Carrie, you've grown so mature through the years!" A women in a pink shirt and black khaki's walked out of her bus and gave Carrie one of the biggest hugs I've ever seen my entire life

"It's nice to see you too." It came out as a mumble since her face was buried in aunt Lillian's shoulder.

"And who might you be?"