Love Story

by Jesse Drake xxx

The new girl in town is on a search to find her parents, whom abandoned her in a Scottish care home 19 years ago. But will her parents be the only relative she finds? She meanwhile falls for a boy with an angel like face, perfectionist cheekbones, blue eyes and gorgeous black hair.. Really bad summary please R&R. With many obstacles will they avoid them to follow their fate?

6. Chapter 6 Another Explanation

Quinn POV

My father Liam walked over to this Jesse girl and asked her to tell us everything about her and stuff. Basically to give us a decent explanation. Considering Lucy was still kinda recovering from her laughter fit. Nicholas being even more gobsmacked than us slumped/fell into the chair nearest the blazing fire with Lucy within his hold. He was glaring at Jesse as if she was the monster! When it really should've been the other way round!

Jesse POV

Ok...this was going to be harder than I thought. The boy holding Lucky was glaring at me as if I was some sort of monster. All the Drakes were staring at me. "Well..." I started. Before interrupting myself. I saw a girl out the corner of my eye. She was slightly blue. Creepy, and she looked strangely , that'll be Christabel. My cousin. Mum and Dad told me that she would be here. But why was she blue? "Chritabel" I said her attention suddenly turned to me. "Jesse Iris Hamilton!" she exclaimed. Ok...I didn't even tell her my full name yet. "You know my full name?" "Yeah. You're famous! And Scottish...your a model! Duh." she said "I used to joke with my friends that we were related because our eyes look identical! And we are!"

I laughed before starting my explanation.

I told them how I 'happened'. About my care home. My foster parents in Caithness . My career. And finally my search and how I ended up here. In all it took half an hour to say all this. Lucky was yawning the whole way through it. I don't blame her. Even I yawned at the end. Unless your the person doing the talking it gets really boring!

Then I got down to the question that had been floating around in my head for the last 40 or so minutes. "Why is Christabel blue?" Everybody stared at me and every now and again gave each other looks as if to say 'What should we say?' I could tell they were amateurs I practically invented that look! It was entertaining seeing there faces although I resisted the urge to burst with laughter. Nobody was answering me so I asked the question again. This time Lucky, Christabel and a girl I guessed to be Solange stood up linked arms with me and guided me upstairs...