"I want to go to your house" I blurted out as I pretended to cry and my "Fake" grand-mother came to console me, "Oh Roxie, we would love to invite you over but we can't, we have to go… somewhere tonight"
"Yes, your grand-mother is right we do need to get somewhere" said my "Fake" grand-father as he took a glanced at his watch, he sounded nervous by saying it while his wife looked at him worriedly as she whispered, and "They are almost all here, Mario"
"What is?" I asked with an eyebrow rising up. My "Fake" grand-parents turned to me and gave me murderous looks and that old woman said in a cold voice, "You know you can't eaves drop on people's conversation… Roxie"
"Athena we should get going before… you know" the old man gestured his wife towards the door. This is silly of me but I forgot to introduce myself my name is Roxanne Rogers daughter of a business man and a waitress, my mother's is half Greek and half Indian while my father is pure Canadian, I have two older brothers, one older sister, two younger brothers and one younger sister, I'm sixteen year-old and I'm like a model of Aphrodite and what's more funny is that my older sister is named Aphrodite.
Now let's go on, those old people gave me hugs and kisses as they slowly left, leaving me with my jaw hanging, I was so out of relief when they left that I fell back on the couch and closed my eyes gently until there was footsteps upstairs but when I checked there was nobody and returned to the living room but with a sight I just went to get my bathing suit and towel and went in our in-ground pool that was placed inside of the house (well the roof and three sides of the walls are made in glass) and swam for a couple of minutes then went back inside and took a very long shower until their I once again heard the front door opening, until I heard my voices from my siblings coming in and then my parents'. Then I heard my father in his loud voice, "We should re-paint this"
"Are you crazy? This will take months to redone it" My mother scolded at him then someone opened the door which cause me to scream my head off which lead the whole family to me as my parents shot my murderous looks at me and with rage my mother said, "What are you doing here, Roxanne?"
"I…" I was going to say as my parents and younger siblings were still glaring at me to wait for my answer.