Chapter 7: Moving
I quickly finished packing the last of my stuff, putting the final few blankets Dinah had lent me away into a cardboard box and sealing it with packing tape. I sighed as I wrote 'blankets' neatly on the top. I looked around the empty room, thinking of all my time I had spent in the room, which was barely a week so far.
It had been days since I last saw the teens, between finding a job, changing my name, and getting a new drivers license, I was busier than Hell. I had told Dinah that I was meeting a few people I knew who lived here, which was a pretty big lie since I had never been there before, but luckily she had no mind-reading powers so I was off the hook for the moment.
I picked up the last box and walked into the living room, setting it down next to my duffel bag. I swung the bag on my shoulder and smiled as Dinah walked back into the apartment to get the last of her boxes. I walked carefully down the stairs, making sure I didn't fall since I was carrying at least twenty-five pounds in my duffel bag alone.
I got to the bottom and walked to the street setting my box on the right side of the moving truck and setting my duffel bag in the trunk of Dinah's car.
"We all set?" Dinah asked me. I shut the trunk and smiled.
"Yep, nothing left in the apartment." I looked at the building, not wanting to leave and end up living with Roy.
"Hey, don't be mad. You'll make a great sister to Roy."
"Oh, God, are we really going to have to be siblings?"
"No, well not legally anyway, but you guys can choose what your relationship is."
"That just makes it sound worse." I said, honestly. Dinah laughed.
"Well, we should be going. Nick's driving the moving truck so we're all set." Dinah said as she helped her cousin, Nick, close the back of the truck. I slide into the passenger seat and waited for Dinah to get in.
"Okay," She said turning on the car. "Ready for the mansion?" I laughed.
"If ready means 'hell no' then yeah, I am." Dinah shook her head and smiled.
"You're not going to cooperate are you?"
"Wow, you're good." I said as Dinah began following the truck.
"Sarah, come on, I'm begging you, just give us a chance."
"It depends on who 'us' is."
"Oliver and I?" I laughed.
"Oh my God, Dinah, you know my answer for that one. You two are like two peas in a pod, you were made for each other, and if I get in the way of that I'm totally moving out." I knew I was going to move out soon, but Dinah didn't need to know that just quite yet.
"You're not going to get in the way, plus if you moved out I'd find you and kidnap you."
"You wouldn't dare."
"You don't want to try me." I laughed and we suddenly fell silent. I looked out the window and watched the houses go by. "What about Roy?"
"What do you mean?"
"Are you going to give Roy a chance?" I was silent. "Come on, he's going to be a part of your life now, you have to accept that."
"Listen, Dinah, I know that you want Roy and I to become like best friends forever, but that's not going to happen. You have to realize that we're exactly the same age, we're not related, and we don't even want to be around each other. I know it doesn't seem that way when we're training or talking, but we just don't connect."
"You have to give him a chance.."
"Dinah." I said softly. "I know that you've found the love of your life and that you now want everyone to feel the way that you do, but you have to accept that Roy and I have nothing in common. You can be the match maker of so many other people, but you have to realize that you barely even know me. You're getting to know me right now. But one thing you should know about me is that I take things like this slow, and so should you."
We were quiet as Dinah drove up to the mansion. I got out as soon as Dinah parked the car and smelled the semi-fresh air. Not only was I going to have to deal with living with Roy, but now I was going to have to deal with Dinah too.