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Chapter 2

I felt myself gaping at the large house in front of me.

It was big enough to fit a dozen elephants and maybe even a kangaroo! The outside of it was painted a light blue and the window shutters most likely nailed there just for effect were painted a darker blue.

The grass around it was a dark, healthy green and helped nurture a growing oak tree. The shade covered most of the lawn and part of the house around noon but in the morning it probably left its shadow on the street.

I felt I had admired the front of the house long enough and moved towards the back of the house. There was a large wooden fence surrounding it and I quickly unlatched it and took my shoes off throwing them into a random corner.

It felt so secluded there like no one else could see me, but of course the neighbors could see me from their second floor but if they mentioned anything I could always call them a creep for watching me play in my backyard.

I curled my toes into the grass letting a small smile form on my lips. There was nothing like grass flowing through your toes and forgetting your worries. At least that's what I thought

I opened my eyes and looked around the yard to see a built in pool and a tire swing attached to a tree not too far away.

I pinched myself quickly a winced just to make sure it wasn't a dream. I had never had a pool before or a house this big; it was always some small squished house of the corner where everyone could see what I did.

I looked towards the house and saw a wide, glass sliding door. I walked over to it and yanked it open to see a beautiful kitchen and dinning room. The counters were granite and the floor was marble tile.

It shouldn't have worked but somehow it did. Leave it to my mom, 'the house renovator', to make this work. I then decided to go find my room.

All my mom said was that it was on the second floor with the 'cool' window. I made my way up the carpeted stairs…

She must've been thinking about me when she made them carpeted.

I made it up to the second floor and looked around not bothering to go through each individual room since there was one clearly labeled Jessica on a wooden plaque with a flower engraved into it.

I held my breath waiting for the worst but it never came. It wasn't terrible but my mom defiantly wasn't ever aloud to decorate my room ever again.

My room was painted hot pink with white and purple strips horizontally across the walls. The room in general was small but not dainty.

The dresser was like a little kid would have being colored with about seven different colors that should never be together and the bed comforter was hello kitty. Now that I didn't mind but what ticked me off the most was the carpet, burnt orange and pink polka dots…

I groaned and started to looked for my mother. Hopefully this was just a joke and I could pry off the paint and carpet.

I found her lounging by the pool in a bikini… ew. Now if she didn't have wrinkles and what not I wouldn't have minded but she had it…. and it was disturbing.

I tapped her shoulder and she turned around to face me looking gleeful.

"So do you like the house"

"…. I did until I saw my room…" I sighed.

"Oh come on I remember you saying you liked those colors" she said lightly slapping my arm.

"Yeah when I was like four and didn't know that those colors together are disgusting" I groaned since when did my mother actually listen to what I had to say?

"Well I guess you could always take the guest room for now but your responsible for your own bedroom which means that you need to save up your money for different furniture and carpet" she said sternly wagging her finger.

"But…. You…. Uh… Never mind" I said walking back into the house with my head held low.

I decided to go check out the guest room hoping that my mom didn't decide to color that according to my five year old mind also. I found it and looked at the door smiling slightly it was painted a light tan and the door handle was a wooden handle painted a darker brown.

'Hopefully this is a good sign'

I opened the door with my eyes pinched shut not wanting to see how bad it was but gently opened my eyes after feeling like a complete idiot.

It wasn't amazing but it wasn't terrible, it was painted a light summer green with dark green curtains along with the bed sheets. The wall was bland as it had no picture but I could easily change that. It had a bathroom connected to it and I was contemplating making this my own room. It had a small book shelve and a desk in the corner with a tall lamp on the side of it.

I smiled and threw myself onto the bed before I figured I should start to unpack my things.

~an hour later~

I just finished unpacking my things and had plugged in my ipod to charge when my mom called me downstairs.

I rushed down the stairs tripping at the bottom and falling flat on my face. I heard laughter and I knew it was my mom. She never really cared when I fell since I didn't get hurt and I did it 24/7. *sob*

"what mom" I said through the carpet still flat on my stomach.

"I thought that since you are going to be paying for your own improvements you should go out and look for some jobs"

"well I was thinking about it and…" I started

"no" she said cutting me off bluntly

"you don't even know what I was going to say" I yelled rolling on the ground

"that room is for your brother when he moves in"

"He's never going to come back I sent him to Australia for a reason MUHAHAHA" I said laughing but then started coughing violently. I could feel my mom's stare and raised my eyebrow in question.

"Your brother has been going to school at Seigaku for almost a year now" she said sweat dropping. That name Seigaku seemed familiar but I brushed the feeling off.

"What? Then why did he say that he would let me ride a kangaroo when I came to visit" I said giving her the, I-know-you-know-I'm-right-so-don't-agrue-look!

"Anyways you start school with your brother on Monday and you should go look for a job" she said pushing me out the door.

I sighed and began to trudge down to the downtown area.

I sighed dejectedly and let my head hit the brick wall, so far I hadn't been able to get a job at the dance studio, ice cream parlor, costume store, and even a fast food place. I mean I understand all of those except the fast food place… seriously? Isn't that a job even hobo's can get?

I looked around the brick wall and for the first time realized it was a convenience store, I sighed and walked in. why not it's better than nothing right? Besides it's right next to a sushi place maybe I can get a discount if I work next to them.

The store was white, plain and simple white with a hint of green. It was bland and had unusual things on the shelves.

I knew I was unfamiliar with Japanese foods but some of these things just seemed wrong…

I walked up to the counter and rung the small silver bell.

I wait and got no response. I rung it again… and again… and again…. Until a hand clasped over mine.

It was cold and clammy. I slowly looked up to see instead of my original thoughts of a manly killer and pretty young lady near hear early 30's with a small smile.

"Um sorry" I said pulling my hand from under hers.

"It's okay, may I help you" she asked tilting her head to the side with another smile.

"Yes, I was wondering if you had an employment openings"

"Oh yes we are looking for a cashier, and someone to help clean"

"Quick question will I be paid double if I did both jobs" I asked and she seemed to smile even wider

"Well someone is an eager little money maker. I do suppose it would only be fair" she said smiling and stuck out her hand. I took it with a small smile on my face.

"Well see you tomorrow Ariel" she said ushering me out the door before I realized…. I never told her my name….