Chapter 2

Adelaide Martin had never been the kind of person that liked surprises. In fact, she hated them, so when she entered her home to find just about everyone she knew in her house yelling 'Surprise' at the top of their lungs, she punched the person right in front of her.

It just so happened to be Jackson Whittmore; her frienemy.

Everyone went silent as soon as he went down. He was holding his bruising jaw delicately and groaning in a agony, cursing her existence as he withered in pain.

Now that was a surprise.

So while everyone else stood in shock upon recent events, she pondered how the hell the idiots surrounding her knew about her arrival. She only told Alex, and it was only because she needed a ride...-

Alex.

Her mind settled and her eyes glared. Her hair whipped across her face as she turned to Alex to share a few words, only to find he was already half way up the stairs.

You better fucking run, she thought.

Heals clicked mercily against the wooden floor of her house, her sences were flooded with a scent she knew all to well as she came closer to Adelaide. She turned back and looked at her replica in heals with gleaming colbat eyes.

They were three fourths identical and one fourth themselves. Their eyes battled; cerulean skies against emerald leaves.

"Adelaide."

She whispered her name softly yet desperately. She smiled with her lips but she communicated with her eyes, and they were longing.

Warmth immediately enveloped her like a blanket as Lydia colided with her small body. Her arms were squeezing, fingertips pressing deep into her skin as Adelaide clung onto her with equal ferocity. There was a feeling in Adelaide's chest, it blossomed and consumed her whole; the feeling of home.

"I missed you so much."

They let go of one another and it was then that Lydia noticed how quiet everyone was, and why. The moment her eyes landed on her wounded boyfriend her eyes widened to the point where Adelaide thought they'd pop out. "Jackson!"

In an instant she was kneeling next to him, inspecting his face with gentle hands. "What the hell happened?" she turned to stare at everyone around her with confusion and hostility, only stopping at Adelaide when her lips quirked up into the smirk she missed dearly.

"Oops."

"What..-Adelaide!"

Amusment shined brightly in her eyes, betraying every ounce of anger she let into her voice.

"He just popped out of no where, what'd you expect?" she turned to look at Jackson with a look that was anything but apologetic. "Sorry 'bout that, dude."

People were walking around her house with cliched red solo cups in their hands as they socialized and danced with fake smiles and dazed eyes. There were whisperings and stares, both of which she blew off with a roll of her eyes and a quirk of her lips.

WELCOME HOME, ADELAIDE!

The sign was big and glittery, red polkadots surrounded the black lettering in a Minnie Mouse-esque way.

It was no secret that Adelaide didn't know 70% of the people in their school, let alone all the dancing drunks in her house, and the 30% she did know weren't very high up on her good list.

"So...is anyone going to tell me why my home has been infiltrated by hormonal idiots?"

"It's a party...for you." her sister gave her the biggest smile she could muster; it didn't work.

An immaculate eyebrow raised on its own accord as she surveyed the house. The party was for her, but it wasn't for her. It was a front, a facade, and she didn't mind one bit because she was going to end up ignoring it all anyway.

"Right...-just so you know, I'm not going to go out there, socialize, and pretend to like these people. Farewell my lovely sister, I'm not helping you clean."

With a fake smile, she grabbed her suitcases and trudged up the stairs. The exhaustion of being stuck in a plane for such a long time came crashing down on her. Suddenly the thought of laying on her soft, comfortable bed sounded like the most wonderful thing in the world.

Only when she opened her door, it wasn't empty like she hoped it would be. If it was any other person, she would've minded, but it was only Alex.

He was laying face down on her queen sized bed, the black duvet surrounding him.

She ran to the bed and jumped on his back. He groaned as he crushed him with his weight.

Good, she thought when she heard his pained groan.

"You're a dick." she mumbled into his back as he tried to wiggle her off. After a few more tries he just gave up.

"Get off of meeeee" he whined into the pillow.

"Why'd you have to tell Lydia? You knew she'd pull something like this, Alex. You fucking suck, you know how annoying those people are, why would you subject me to that kind of idiocy?" she whined as she nuzzled further into his back. Despite his muscular build, he was very...soft "Why are you so comfortable?" she sighed in content.

"I didn't tell her, she found out. I didn't even know she was doing this until we got here." he shifted until he was on his back and Adelaide still laid on top of him. He wouldn't admit it, but he was pretty damn comfortable himself.

"I really did miss you Addy." he said quietly.

"I missed you to, Alex."

The sound of music and yelling teenagers soon turned into nothing but silence as they fell into a deep slumber in one another's arms.

When they woke up the next morning it was to the sound of someone calling their names.

"Addy, Alex? Guys, wake up." the person whispered gently. They either didn't know Adelaide hated being woken up, or they just didn't care. "I made breakfast."

That woke her up.

"What?" Adelaide's groggy voice sounded through the room. She tried to focus her eyes on one thing, but everything seemed to be blurring together. She decided on keeping one eye closed. The face above her was no longer a blur, but her mother. Her bright green eyes looked down at Adelaide and Alex with a mix of amusement and annoyance.

"Wake up."

Adelaide, but she would if needed. It was urgent.

"No." her short reply was met with a small flick to her forehead. "Stop"

A sigh forced its way out of her mother's mouth. "Get ready, Adelaide." she was met with complete silence. "Adelaide!" she yelled.

Her shrill yell not only woke Adelaide, but Alex too. He quickly sat up, looking around for the source of noise.

"Wha-what?" his eyes were unfocused and his hair was a mess. The sound of his husky voice made Adelaide turn to glare at him. There was just a little bit of dried drool on the side of his mouth.

"Yes, mother?" she snapped.

"Get ready." were her final words before she backed out of the room and into the hallway. Despite Adelaide not wanting to actually get up, she didn't want to deal with her mother's wrath.

Before she knew it she was out of the shower and Alex was looking looking for any clothes he might have left in her drawers.

"I practically live here! How can I not have any of my clothes in here?" he groaned in annoyance after he looked around for nearly 10 minutes.

"You could always just wear some of my clothes." a smirk came across Adelaide's face as she thought about it, "It wouldn't be the first time" she laughed loudly when he turned to glare at her.

"That was only one time, and it will never happen again." her booming laughter was on going until he finally found some clothes he could wear to meet with Ms. Martin. "You might want to change into some actual clothes, Ads" he said after he took in her towel clad body. Her curly hair was slowly drying and she was looking at one of her suitcases.

"Come on, you know you love looking at my hot body." she winked at him playfully when she passed by him. She opened her suitcase and looked for some clothes to wear. She'd left some in her closet, but those most likely no longer fit her. She'd grown over the summer too; she developed curves.

"Sorry, love, you're not my type." he played along with mock awe.

When she finally got some clothes on, she quickly put them on and pulled her hair out of her shirt.

With curly hair like hers, it was best if it dried naturally.

"Right, I forgot. You're strictly dickly."

Adelaide and her mother had many things in common, one thing being their impatience. She must have been getting annoyed with Adelaide for taking so long, and she didn't need her mother to be angry at her for one more thing. She came to a sudden stop in front of her door. Her mother didn't seem angry when she'd woken her and Alex up; she was completely calm, gentle even.

"Alex, did you tell my mother about me coming back from New York?" her confusion only grew when he shook his head. Another thing Adelaide and her mother shared was their horrible tempers. They were quick to anger and held grudges for long periods of time. It was one of the many reasons they didn't get along.

Instead of dwelling on the subject any longer, they went down the stairs.

What waited for them in the kitchen was just as surprising as it was confusing.

There, Adelaide's mother stood along with Lydia with large smiles and a large box with something that seemed to be moving. There were wholes on the lid to the box, and it had a large bow on top.

Her short stature and confident posture seemed to dominate the room. She always had a powerful presence, she assumed that was where she and Lydia got it from. Her bright green eyes shone with determination, and her short strawberry blonde hair seemed to shimmer in their brightly lit kitchen.

Adelaide looked around the kitchen. Somehow, whenever Lydia threw a party she managed to have it all cleaned up by the morning.

"What's going on?" Adelaide continued to walk into the kitchen with weary footsteps and suspicious eyes.

"If you're expecting me to be angry with you, Adelaide, don't. I'm completely okay with you coming back without telling me." she lied through her teeth and Adelaide knew it. She may not have been angry, but she, just like Adelaide, hated surprises.

"So you're not angry? At all?" Adelaide asked in blatant disbelief.

Her mother sighed and shifted the box on top of her hip. "No, I'm not angry sweetie, I'm just surprised. I didn't know you were coming back until Lydia told me. Which was two days ago. I've had time to take it in." any signs of anger or irritation disappeared.

Lydia, who seemed to be overly excited, tapped her mother's shoulder and gave her a look that Adelaide could only decipher as encouragement.

"Look...-I just-I wanted to give this to you as a Welcome Home present. I know that when you left we weren't on great terms, so consider this my apology." she gave Adelaide that warm smile she missed while in New York, and she returned it with her own uncomfortable one.

"It's fine, mom. It was just a small disagreement. No need to get your panties in a twist." she gave a small laugh as she shifted from one foot to the other. It wasn't just a small disagreement, it was the reason she was in New York, but she wouldn't make her mother feel worse by reminding her.

"I missed you so much." Tears sprang to her mother's eyes as she put the box on the island counter and engulfed Adelaide in her arms. "I'm so sorry, hon"

Adelaide was frozen in her mother's arms, it wasn't until her mother whispered those last words that she awkwardly pat her back. Even though they'd left on really bad terms, she'd still missed her. "I missed you too, mom" she whispered.

Someone cleared their throat, and they stepped away from one another. While Adelaide's mother was wiping her tears away, Adelaide stood their awkwardly with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Oh!" her mother exclaimed before she grabbed the box with wholes on the lid and shoved it into her arms, "I hope you like it." she finished with a smile.

Adelaide looked down at the box with confusion. "Is something going to pop out and eat me or something? Because I don't think I'm into that..."

Both Alex and Lydia fixed her with a glare, "Just open it!" they said in unison. Is that what she and Lydia sounded whenever they spoke at the same time? It was creepy.

She opened the lid of the box as slowly and dramatically as she could, but what she saw definitely wasn't what she expected. She expected it to be a chihuahua, or maybe even a bunny...but it wasn't.

It was the one thing she'd always wanted, the same exact one she'd always begged for when she younger. A large smile took over her whole face, lighting up her already bright eyes. She reached into the box and held the small, all white Siberian Husky in her arms.

"Why would you guys put a dog in a box?"

Kind of a filler, sorry guysss, i hope you like it, though c;

xoxo Brii(: