"Manuela" I heard a name call halfway through my breakfast.
I jumped up to see a very young and very much pregnant blonde in a halter and shorts.
"Hi, you can call me Manny" I said meeting her halfway through the suite.
"Hey, I'm Missy" She introduced herself.
"So you're my step-mom" I asked kind of skeptical.
"That would be me, come on our flight leaves soon" she said helping me load my stuff onto a trolley.
We talked like old friends rather then step-mom and step- daughter. On the way she bought me a coach purse and said no girl should be without. Once our flight took off we talked about my friends and school, my brothers and sisters, and my mom. A sleek black limo was there to pick us up and take us home. I knew my dad had money but I didn't know he had that much. I felt like a goddess riding through the upscale neighborhood..
"Hey, I'm Amber" I girl with jet black hair and remarkable deep blue eyes said.
"I'm Manny" I said sticking my hand out to her.
"Come on I'll show you to your room" she said after hugging me instead.
We walked up a grand stair case to a hall full of doors and when she came to the 3rd on the left she stopped and opened it to reveal a beautiful lavender room with plush carpet, a large canopy bed, wall to floor windows, a big screen tv, my very own computer, and a large walk in closet already full.
"Wow, this is beautiful" I said trying to catch my breath.
"We were hoping you would like it we did have much time to decorate it and buy clothes. If something doesn't fit or you don't like something we can take it back" she said with hope in her eyes.
"Everything is great" I said. "Um, I have a question"
"What is it" she asked with a little concern in her eyes.
"There's nothing wrong I just wanted to ask you about Missy" I said quickly.
"Oh, Missy is great, she's like a older sister or a best friend to me" she said pepping up again.
"So she's a good mom" I asked.
"Yep, I cant wait until she has her own kids" she said. "But I'll show you around the neighborhood instead of sitting around.
I changed into shorts and met her downstairs ten minutes later. She was dressed in True Religion jeans, a halter from Hollister, Rainbow flip flops, with Prada sunglasses to top it off.
"Wow that's a great outfit" I complimented her.
"Come on Manuela, go get fabulous" she said after she studied me.
Once we got to my room she opened my closet doors to revel dozens of designer outfits. She tossed me a green one piece L.A.M.B halter skirt, with green flip flops , and coach sunglasses.
"Much better" she said with a innocent smile.