Disclaimer: Sadly nothings mine... Except for Destiny and the new characters about to make an apearance :) Carry on...
BPOV
I chuckled as I rolled over; halfway awake to see my baby snuggled against the pillows, still sleeping. I crept out of bed slowly, careful not to wake her as I went into the bathroom to get ready for the day: shower, dress, do my hair and makeup, etc.
Walking down the stairs I see I am the first one up, as usual, so I go towards the kitchen, opening curtains and windows as I go, letting in the early morning sun and cool breeze. I pull open the fridge and pull out the ingredients I'll need, plenty since the whole family is here.
Eventually I look up to see a sleepy, still pajama-clad Destiny walking down the stairs rubbing her eyes as she holds her little animal by a leg. She climbs into a bar stool in front of me and I fill a cup of orange juice, handing it to her as I pass by, putting the now cooked food on the dinner table.
Slowly they filter down, more than likely the men woken by the smell of food and then waking their women to go eat. Destiny and I eat at the counter as the family fills the room behind us, all finally awake and chatting, laughing away. She finishes and runs upstairs to dress, knowing what we have to do for the day already, and I go to tell the family, standing at the head of the table with my hands wrapped around the top of the chair.
"We're probably going to go into town, visit some friends today. I know she hasn't felt well so I'm going to help her out while Destiny plays with the kids, okay?" The majority nod, still focused on the food, while Genevieve gets up to follow me, knowing I want to talk.
Genevieve… oh how do I even begin? She's been my mother figure since the age of five or six, since she and Jesse took me into their home. They did so with every one of my siblings, taking them out of bad environments and bringing them into good ones. It's pretty commonly practiced, all except for one thing. They took in and adopted seven kids and raised them, because they couldn't have kids themselves.
Through these adoptions, I have a sister named Stephenie and a brother named Mitch, who are together and have a son named Nicholas. A sister named Samantha and a brother named Samuel, who also happen to be a couple. And finally a brother named Alexander and a sister named Allison.
She follows me up the stairs all the way to my room, where Destiny is packing a small duffel bag with a change of clothes and various toys. I hand her a few movies, just in case, and tell her to run and grab a blanket and pillow from her room.
Genevieve and I quickly discuss how the concert went last night, and a few other things, how I need to have band practice tonight, and that I need to show her my new recordings, and a few songs I've written. She owns a pretty well-known record label, which many artists and bands are signed under, including myself.
I grab Des's bag and one of my own, hauling them downstairs into the garage to pop them in the trunk of my Mustang. She climbs in behind me and buckles into her car seat I open the door and zoom out, heading down the long driveway, on my way into town.
You might be wondering, why couldn't these adoptive parents of mine reproduce? To put it quite blatantly, they're vampires.
:D Sooooo... what'd you think? Please review... it makes me sad so see all that traffic but not one leaves a comment for me :( I'm still typing up rewrites... I think the story's coming along nicely... Don't you? :P Until the Next Chapter... Tiffany