A man who appeared to be in his mid-forties, looked to his oldest daughter, who was sitting next to him in the passenger side of a silver Land Rover. "Lic," the man said. "Do you have any idea what the house adress is, or even how to get there?" Garret Cruze's eyebrows were raised slightly. Alicia looked away from the book that sat in her lap and to her dad. She gave him a look that clearly said, You're kidding, right dad? She would've thought that her father knew by now that she and directions just didn't mix. The newly turned fourteen year old heard a chuckle from the back seat and her head turned around quickly.
"Uncle Garret, you might as well ask that rock over there," said Heath Fletcher. He felt a poke from both his sister Calena, and his younger cousin Massie. "What?" he asked, his voice trying to sound innocent. All three girls shook their head and looked away.
Alicia's eyes scanned the area. "Uh, maybe it's that one over there. The one with the truck," she said, her voice was clearly unsure. She saw her father shrug. It was worth a try.
They pulled into the driveway and five people got out of the car, four of them making sure that they had thier luggage, and one of the four making sure that she had the small white cat that one of her best friends had given her doing the school term.
Alicia pulled down her her lillac-colored camisole shirt, making sure that it covered the brown belt that was in the loopholes of her light washed jeans. Callie smoothed out her light pink tank top and white tennis skirt while Massie folded her arms over her blue tee shirt and Heath just rolled his brown eyes. "Honestly! What is it with teenage girls and their outfits?" Though he himself looked down to his forest green tee shirt and brown pants. Mum wanted him to look presentable.
Alicia too rolled her eyes. But she didn't comment, and simply skipped to the doorway of the house- exitement bubbling up inside of her. Not only would she get to see all her friends again, but she'd get to see Alex again. And their was nothing wrong with that. As long as dad stayed calm. I'm doomed, she thought, her cheeks already a light pink.
She took a deep breath and knocked on the door, hoping that this was the right house, her father, little sister, and cousins behind her.
Last edited by Sweet.Nightmare; 09-01-2007 at 11:15 PM.
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