kk, first off, thanx 4 all the reviews! i appreciate them! ok, so this chapter, i skipped over about a week so that this chapter can start with Christa and her dad already in Boston, but this is their first day in Boston. btw, hidden-daydreamer: thanx sooo much 4 ur review! and i luv ur story, so pleez update!!!!!!!!!!
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Chapter Four
Accepted
Christa's POV
I sat down on my old single bed that was in the middle of my new room; it was a small room, just a little smaller than the last one, and was perfectly square with white walls. There was a small closet, and a tiny window in the back of the room with foggy glass and a broken screen. The floor was wood that creaked and one of the floor boards was loose. The ceiling wasn't too high; maybe about six and a half to seven feet. I looked around at all the boxes that were in my room and my old dresser that was carelessly shoved up against a wall and smiled to myself; I loved it. Sure, it wasn't the biggest or nicest room...or even newest. Sure, the paint was chipping and the room only had one small light, that was currently dulling out. But it was better than my last room. It was such a relief to have a room that didn't have a blood stain in the corner of the wall from where I was beaten and kicked unconscious. My old room was once my escape, but soon became a room that mocked me every time I stepped foot in it, for it held too many secrets and saw too much. This room even had a lock on the door. It was the best room ever.
I lifted myself off my bed and slipped out the door of my bedroom and wandered in the hallway; this was a small house, no doubt, and only had two bedrooms. Dad's room was a little further away from mine, and in the middle of the two rooms was the only bathroom that consisted of a foggy mirror, a sink, a shower, a grey toilet and had tiles on the floor that looked extremely out of date. I walked into the kitchen for the first time; it was small, but nice. There were cupboards against the wall that came from the ceiling, only about fifteen inches from the counter. There was another way out of the kitchen that led to the front room slash sitting room slash living room. It wasn't that big, but it was still nice. The whole house was painted white, but it wasn't fresh paint. There weren't many windows, but there were big windows in the front room.
I smiled to myself, and wandered over to another door. I opened it and saw stairs leading down to a dark room. The basement, most likely. It was pitch black looking down, and I groped around for a light switch. I pulled a chain in front of my face that turned on the light bulb above my head. I cautiously walked down the metal stairs and into the dark, cold basement. I walked around in the dark until I found another chain and pulled it. That was the only other light that was in the basement, but it made basement lighter. The walls and floor were just grey concrete and the floors were dusty. There was an eerie feeling down there, and we would probably just use this basement for storage.
"Christina!" I heard from upstairs, making me jump.
"Coming, Dad!" I said, turning off the light and running up the stairs. I turned off the light at the top of the stairs too, and closed the door behind me.
Dad was standing in the front room, and when he saw me he smiled, "So," he said, spreading his arms out wide, "what do you think?" he asked.
I smiled in return, "It's perfect," I said, and I wasn't lying.
"I know it needs some work, but we can make it great," Dad said.
I just smiled and hugged him. I was getting used to his hugs. I actually loved his hugs. They were like a seal to the promise he'd made me.
"So, you ready to see your brothers and mother?" Dad asked me.
My face must have lit up, "Yes!" I burst out excitedly.
Dad laughed, "Well, get in the car then, Christina."
I ran out of the house and got into our car. It was acutally a rent-a-car, and Dad said we'd buy a new one soon. Tomorrow, he said. He got in the driver's seat, and headed off to the Tipton Hotel.
About five minutes later, I walked through the revolving doors of the Tipton Hotel.
"Good evening, madam," the doorman said.
"You too," I said. I was marveling the golden lobby. Zack and Cody lived here? Wow.
"You okay, Christina?" Dad asked me.
I snapped out of my...er...trance, "Yeah, Dad," I said, following him to the front desk.
"Um, excuse me?" I asked the man behind the counter. His nametag read; Manager- M. Moseby.
"Yes, miss?" the man said.
"Um, I'm Zack and Cody Martin's sister, Carey Martin's daughter. This is my dad, Kurt Martin," I said, pointing to my dad.
"Oh, so there are more of you. Splendid," M. Moseby said in a tone so fake and with the fakest smile in the world that I raised an eyebrow.
"I'm just looking for my mom and brothers," I said, cutting the nice girl act.
"Well, their room is- actually, here they come out of the elevator right now," M. Moseby said, pointing behind me.
"Thanks...M. Moseby," I said, reading his nametag again.
"Mister Moseby, young lady," he said. But I had already turned around. Sure enough, I saw my brothers come out of the elevator. Their blonde hair gave it away.
"Zack! Cody!" I yelled to them.
They both jerked their heads up and gave me a bewildered look, "Christa?!" they both yelled in unison, sort of not believing it was me.
"No, dummies, your other sister," I say, rolling my eyes.
"Christa!" they say (in unison, again) only this time happy, and excited.
I smile wide and sprint towards them, and throw myself into Cody's arms, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck. He pickes me up and spins me around, "It's so good to see you, Chris!" Cody says still hugging me.
"I know!" I say, not loosening my grip.
"Hey, what about me?" Zack says.
Cody lets go of me and I hug Zack just as tightly, "You too, Zack," I say, as he wraps his arms around my waist.
After the hugging fest is over, Zack lets go of me and I stand in front of my brothers, smiling, "Wow, Christa, you look...different," Cody says, looking at me.
"Well, you would have seen me three months ago instead of four if you guys had been able to come over during Christmas," I say.
"Hey, you could've come here too, you know," Zack says.
"You're right, fair enough," I say, and then I laugh.
"Hey, boys, what's going on?" Dad says. I didn't see him come up behind me.
"Hey, Dad!" Zack and Cody say, hugging him.
"Hey, guys. Man, it's been a while. Speaking of which, it's been a while since I used the bathroom...any chance there would be one in this place?" Dad says.
Zack laughs, "Down that hallway, to the left," he says.
"Thanks," Dad says, leaving to find the bathroom.
"So, little sis, how about we introduce you to everyone?" Zack says.
"Sure," I say. Cody puts his arms around my shoulders and steers me around.
First, they lead me to the candy counter. A tall, pretty girl with long blonde hair is behind it, facing the other way. "Hey, Maddie," Cody says to the girl.
Maddie turns around, "Oh, hey Zack. Cody. Who's this, Cody, your girlfriend?" Maddie teases.
I give her a disgusted look, "Ew, him? Now way, who would date Cody?" I say, appalled.
"Hey! I happen to have a girlfriend. No, Maddie, this is my little sister, Christina," Cody says.
"Call me Christa," I say, holding out my hand.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Christa," Maddie says, shaking my hand, "You know, I didn't know Zack and Cody had a sister until last week," Maddie says.
I glare at Cody, "Thanks a lot, big brother," I say, sarcastically.
Cody puts his hands up in defeat, and Maddie laughs, "If it makes you feel any better, you coming here is all they could talk about for the past week," she says.
"Okay, well, I guess I'll let the not telling anyone about me slide...for now," I say.
Maddie laughs, "You better watch out guys, this girl's got fire," she says.
"Well, she'll have to go through two of us," Zack says.
I roll my eyes, "Oh please, Zack," I say.
"Hey, guys, what's up? Ooo, Cody, who's this, your girlfriend?" A girl with black-brown hair says, who just walked up.
"Oh my God," I say, removing Cody's arm from around my shoulder, "I am not his girlfriend. I'm their sister."
"Oh, so you must be this Christa girl they've been talking about," the girl says.
"Yeah, she is. London, this is Christa- Christa, this is London," Cody says.
"Hi. My daddy owns the hotel," The girl says in a matter-of-factly voice.
"Good for you," I say, in the same voice.
London raises an eyebrow at me, "You don't look like your brothers," she says, studying me.
I push my long, dark brown hair behind my ear, "I get that a lot. We have the same eyes, though. Other than that, I'm a lot better looking," I say.
London smiles, "Haha, Zack, Cody, you better watch out, this girl has a mind of her own," she says.
"Jeez, Chris, why can't you just be one of those little sisters who never gives their brothers a hard time and always listens to them?" Zack says.
"Excuse me, but what world do you live in? If I wasn't like this, I wouldn't be doing my job," I say.
Maddie and London laugh, and they smile at me, making me smile. Their smiles silently seal the deal; they've accepted me. Finally, by two people, I have been accepted.
ok, that's chapter four! i hope u liked it! coughcoughREVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!coughcough -everwoodieXOXO