Tru look out the window of the bus she was in, she watched as the bus
approached a sign saying; YOU ARE NOW LEAVING LOS ANGELES, COME BACK SOON.
She smiled as she saw it, she defiantly wasn't coming back. But she also
let a stray tear, as she left, but the smile lingered on her face.
She had been in New York City only 5 hours, and she had already had enrolled herself into school, and was now looking for a place to live in the newspaper. There! There was the perfect place! 200 dollars a month for a large room. It was perfect.
Tru had finally found the place and she was now staring at the doorbell. 'Ok' she thought to herself. 'You can do this.' Her hand reached out and she pressed the doorbell, there was a ringing and the sound of someone coming down a set of stairs.
"Hi." An extremely hot guy answered the door with a smirk planted firmly on his face. He had dark green eyes, pale skin, and a well sculpted body.
"Hey. I'm Tru, I'm uh...here for the room, and this is where the room is isn't it?" Tru asked nervously.
"Oh, well I'm Jason. And yes this is where the room is. Come in, I'll get my dad." Jason said.
He shut the door behind Tru, walked past her and yelled up the stairs.
"Dad! There's a girl here she's here for the room."
"I'll be right there!" called an elder mans voice.
A few second later a ruggedly handsome man came down the stairs. "Hi," he said as he shook Tru's hand. "I'm Mr. Shannon, you are?"
"Hi. I'm Tru. Pleasure to meet you." Tru smiled shyly at the two men.
"Like wise. Now How about we give you a tour of the house, and you can see if you like it." Mr. Shannon Smiled.
Jason and his father were showing her around the house.
"It's a lovely home." Tru said with a small look of admiration in her gray-green eyes.
"Thank you dear. You're very kind." Mr. Shannon said smiling at her. "But we have yet to see were you'll be staying." Mr. Shannon steered the two teens into a lovely room, it was like a small house of its own, well at least to Tru.
"It's wonderful!" Tru exclaimed. Both men smiled.
The room had a soft pastel green color on the walls, hardwood floors, fairly tall ceilings, and a beautiful canapé bed, with a cream colored bed- spread, with the same color of thin curtain on each post. The rest of the room had a dresser, a night stand table, and a wooden chest at the end of the bed, all of the wood furniture in the bedroom was made out of mahogany colored timber.
"Thank you, there's a joining bathroom right over there," Mr. Shannon pointed out. "But you'll have to use the kitchen downstairs, it's the one we use, I hope you don't mind."
"Not at all. But I have one problem....you see for the rent I can't really pay it until I get a job, if that's ok with you, but I would pay you back for all the months I didn't pay." Tru explained.
"That would be fine, but how will you pay for school, assuming you're going to one?" Mr. Shannon asked.
"I already paid the school what they need, so that's why I don't really have that much money; I have like five dollars....." Tru said, feeling a little ashamed.
"Don't worry about it dear, I was just wondering. What school are you going to?" He inquired.
"Oh! I'm going to Square Garden High." Tru informed them.
"Well I have to go to work soon, so I'll help you bring your bags up from downstairs and I'll be off." Mr. Shannon told the teenagers.
After they had Tru's bags in her new room Mr. Shannon left for work.
"So...you'll be going to the same school as me. What grade are you going to be in?" Jason asked.
"Um I'll be in grade 11. And you?" Tru enlightened him cautiously.
"I'll be going into grade 12. So you're 17 then?"
"Yeah. Is the school here good?" Tru inquired.
"Yeah it is, but there are a lot of groups in Square Garden High." Jason told Tru.
"Oh, that's ok. So what would you be in the group category?" Tru asked, with an interested look.
"Popular, jock....ya know. All that stuff." Jason clarified.
..."Oh, that's cool." Tru yawned after she said that. "Sorry, I'm just tired."
"That's ok. I'll let u get settled in." He said leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.
"Well self," Tru spoke aloud after Jason closed the door. "I think I could get use to this place." Tru then smiled softly, and she set about to put all her things away.
She had finished putting away all her clothes a couple hours later, when she heard a knock at her door.
"Come in...I guess." Tru said.
"Hey," Jason's head poked in from behind the door. "Um, are you hungry, or anything?" Jason asked
"A little bit, yeah." Tru replied, her stomach growling in answer.
"Ok. I can fix u something to eat if you want." Jason said.
"Oh, I don't wanna bother you." Tru told him, blushing slightly.
"Nonsense!" Came a voice from behind Jason.
"Hi Mr. Shannon." Tru greeted the elder man.
"Please call me Josh! Mr. Shannon makes me sound old!" He laughed.
"Ok." Tru answered smiling.
"We're going to be having supper, thanks-to Jason. Since he volunteered so nicely." Mr. Shannon grinned as his son mock glared at him.
"All right, I'll go cook something. So does um...chicken and rice sound ok, Tru?" Jason asked.
"It sounds fine, thank you." Tru smiled shyly.
"Ok then, we'll leave you for now. And I'll call ya when supper's ready." Mr. Shannon told Tru. Then he turned and left.
"Well, I'll leave you alone too, and get to making supper." Jason said to Tru.
Tru lied down on her new bed, and thought about all that had happened. Her parents, leaving her uncle's place, and that new strength she had acquired.
She had been in New York City only 5 hours, and she had already had enrolled herself into school, and was now looking for a place to live in the newspaper. There! There was the perfect place! 200 dollars a month for a large room. It was perfect.
Tru had finally found the place and she was now staring at the doorbell. 'Ok' she thought to herself. 'You can do this.' Her hand reached out and she pressed the doorbell, there was a ringing and the sound of someone coming down a set of stairs.
"Hi." An extremely hot guy answered the door with a smirk planted firmly on his face. He had dark green eyes, pale skin, and a well sculpted body.
"Hey. I'm Tru, I'm uh...here for the room, and this is where the room is isn't it?" Tru asked nervously.
"Oh, well I'm Jason. And yes this is where the room is. Come in, I'll get my dad." Jason said.
He shut the door behind Tru, walked past her and yelled up the stairs.
"Dad! There's a girl here she's here for the room."
"I'll be right there!" called an elder mans voice.
A few second later a ruggedly handsome man came down the stairs. "Hi," he said as he shook Tru's hand. "I'm Mr. Shannon, you are?"
"Hi. I'm Tru. Pleasure to meet you." Tru smiled shyly at the two men.
"Like wise. Now How about we give you a tour of the house, and you can see if you like it." Mr. Shannon Smiled.
Jason and his father were showing her around the house.
"It's a lovely home." Tru said with a small look of admiration in her gray-green eyes.
"Thank you dear. You're very kind." Mr. Shannon said smiling at her. "But we have yet to see were you'll be staying." Mr. Shannon steered the two teens into a lovely room, it was like a small house of its own, well at least to Tru.
"It's wonderful!" Tru exclaimed. Both men smiled.
The room had a soft pastel green color on the walls, hardwood floors, fairly tall ceilings, and a beautiful canapé bed, with a cream colored bed- spread, with the same color of thin curtain on each post. The rest of the room had a dresser, a night stand table, and a wooden chest at the end of the bed, all of the wood furniture in the bedroom was made out of mahogany colored timber.
"Thank you, there's a joining bathroom right over there," Mr. Shannon pointed out. "But you'll have to use the kitchen downstairs, it's the one we use, I hope you don't mind."
"Not at all. But I have one problem....you see for the rent I can't really pay it until I get a job, if that's ok with you, but I would pay you back for all the months I didn't pay." Tru explained.
"That would be fine, but how will you pay for school, assuming you're going to one?" Mr. Shannon asked.
"I already paid the school what they need, so that's why I don't really have that much money; I have like five dollars....." Tru said, feeling a little ashamed.
"Don't worry about it dear, I was just wondering. What school are you going to?" He inquired.
"Oh! I'm going to Square Garden High." Tru informed them.
"Well I have to go to work soon, so I'll help you bring your bags up from downstairs and I'll be off." Mr. Shannon told the teenagers.
After they had Tru's bags in her new room Mr. Shannon left for work.
"So...you'll be going to the same school as me. What grade are you going to be in?" Jason asked.
"Um I'll be in grade 11. And you?" Tru enlightened him cautiously.
"I'll be going into grade 12. So you're 17 then?"
"Yeah. Is the school here good?" Tru inquired.
"Yeah it is, but there are a lot of groups in Square Garden High." Jason told Tru.
"Oh, that's ok. So what would you be in the group category?" Tru asked, with an interested look.
"Popular, jock....ya know. All that stuff." Jason clarified.
..."Oh, that's cool." Tru yawned after she said that. "Sorry, I'm just tired."
"That's ok. I'll let u get settled in." He said leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.
"Well self," Tru spoke aloud after Jason closed the door. "I think I could get use to this place." Tru then smiled softly, and she set about to put all her things away.
She had finished putting away all her clothes a couple hours later, when she heard a knock at her door.
"Come in...I guess." Tru said.
"Hey," Jason's head poked in from behind the door. "Um, are you hungry, or anything?" Jason asked
"A little bit, yeah." Tru replied, her stomach growling in answer.
"Ok. I can fix u something to eat if you want." Jason said.
"Oh, I don't wanna bother you." Tru told him, blushing slightly.
"Nonsense!" Came a voice from behind Jason.
"Hi Mr. Shannon." Tru greeted the elder man.
"Please call me Josh! Mr. Shannon makes me sound old!" He laughed.
"Ok." Tru answered smiling.
"We're going to be having supper, thanks-to Jason. Since he volunteered so nicely." Mr. Shannon grinned as his son mock glared at him.
"All right, I'll go cook something. So does um...chicken and rice sound ok, Tru?" Jason asked.
"It sounds fine, thank you." Tru smiled shyly.
"Ok then, we'll leave you for now. And I'll call ya when supper's ready." Mr. Shannon told Tru. Then he turned and left.
"Well, I'll leave you alone too, and get to making supper." Jason said to Tru.
Tru lied down on her new bed, and thought about all that had happened. Her parents, leaving her uncle's place, and that new strength she had acquired.