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Chapter 3

After the early closing at school, the gang was in Conner's car as they were riding up to Trent's house. As Conner was driving, Ethan was in the front as Kira was in the backseat.

"Hey, Ethan."

"Yeah, man?"

"Do you know where Trent lives?"

Reaching his pocket and grabbing one of his electric devices that can tell where do people live in Reefside, he scrolls down to Trent's name and said,

"7 Asbury Lane."

"7 Asbury Lane." Conner took a second to think. "Isn't that where some of the wealthiest people in town live?"

Ethan and Kira shrugged their shoulders.

"I don't know."

"You tell me, man."

Opening the activating gates and driving through, all of their jaws dropped in completely awe when they see where Trent's house for the very first time. They all knew that Trent was rich, but didn't think he was that rich.

Parking the car next to the gates, they walked around the motor court and porte-cochere, it was a very large estate that is painted in white and had orange roof tiles and a perfect front lawn with a patio. They were even more amazed that the estate has a private large lake.

"Wow!"

"Amazing!"

"Awesome!"

Trent greets them as he was walking down the stone front steps.

"Hey, guys."

They greeted him back.

"So, Trent," Conner began to ask him a question, placing his hands in his pockets. "Do you actually live here?"

"Yeah." He said in a slight embarrassing tone. "I mean, it's a bit embarrassing; I mean, it's actually…"

"Totally insane!"

"Crazy cool!"

"Beyond sick!"

"I was actually was going to say big," Trent corrected them. "But that works, too. You guys already know that my father owns a bunch of business and stuff. He likes to own things."

"Well, it's awesome."

"Well, would it be more awesome if I gave you guys the tour?"

"Sure."

Trent allowed them into the house, causing their jaws to drop even more as they saw the inside of the house. He shows them everything in the house; from top to bottom.

On the first floor of the house, walking into the house, the grand foyer that is two stories high with a double staircase and black and white marble flooring. He shows them the large kitchen and dinner room, indoor and outside pools, butler's pantry, music room, sitting room, his father's prized-and-award-winning greenhouse and they even saw the guest house.

Upstairs was the bedrooms and bathrooms, including his father's private study. Down in the basement, there was the game room and theater room in which, the seats are automatically activated by the people that enter the room, offering a seat for the person.

After all that, the gang settled down in the formal living room, where they were watching something on the giant flat screen television. Walking out the kitchen through the white swing door, Kira came back with a bowl of trail mix.

"Hey Trent," Conner said, grabbing the bowl from the glass coffee table. "Why didn't you tell us that you lived here? I mean, we could have been here more often, instead of being in our own houses."

"Maybe because I was temporarily evil by the evil side of the White Dino Gem and you guys could hardly trust me, especially you, Conner."

"Oh, yeah. But still, you could have told us about your house, dude. This mansion is awesome."

Ethan walks into the living room with his mouth open and said,

"Man! I just came back from your library and I saw that you have the new computer from Techno-Bytes! They make some of the best computers ever, Trent! The model you have doesn't even come out until next year. How did you even have that computer?"

"My dad's connections; he knows some people."

"Man," Ethan collapsed on the white handcrafted sectional sofa. "I wish I was you and live here."

"Believe me, man. It's not as easy as it look. My father's away at some convention and my grandfather's visiting town when he's away."

"If you guys need me, I'll be one of the bathrooms."

"Suit yourself, Kira."

Kira walks upstairs and as she's walking into one of the bathrooms, she sees one of the bedrooms slightly open. Quickly walking in, she sees a bedroom with white walls with a walk-in closet, matching carpeting, black dresser, king-size sleigh bed and study desk with leather chair. She also sees Trent's backpack by his desk, quickly thinking that it's Trent's bedroom.

She quickly looks around his room and sees his drawing pictures on the wall. She thought herself that he really has amazing artist potential, but then, she sees these drawings that looked quite strange to her. One drawing looks like kind-of grotesqueness. Another picture looks like a quirky but grotesque version of the Bride of Frankenstein meeting Dracula.

She looks at some of the pictures and sees drawings of fictional characters killing, hurting and/or torturing other fictional characters. She even sees a drawing of an apple that is stabbed through by a dagger and its juices, which looked like blood, was coming out of the apple.

She thought to herself that something is very wrong with Trent. She knows that he wouldn't really draw some of those pictures that he has. Hearing footsteps, she quickly leaves the room and into the bathroom. After washing her hands, she pretends to walk out of the bathroom and she sees Trent,

"Hey, Kira. The movie's about to start."

"Yeah; don't worry. I'm coming, Trent."

"Okay." Following him, she could feel this sense that something is wrong Trent. And not the usual wrong. She still could sees some bruises on his arm and the back of his neck.