Thread: Not so little any more (Gen & LoadedGunn)

Though his parents spent most of the morning finishing up packing for their trip, Drew kept himself occupied in the confinements of his own room. Being the only child truly meant that he didn't have much of anyone else to converse with. His father was relatively lax and only spoke to him in reference of sports, particularly football or basketball. Drew had a minor investment in those activities, but he wished his father acknowledged him outside of the. It wasn't as if he was playing sports at his high school anyway. By and large, the household was matriarchal. His mother was the most outspoken person, which led Drew to not be surprised when she had made a suggestion on a new 'baby sitter' for Drew. He was almost 16 years old and that had to account for something in the development of his maturity and his parents' recognition of his young adult growth. He was too old to have a house sitter, but apparently his parents had seen Risky Business far too many times to feel comfortable with a teenager having free realm in a large house for approximately three weeks. In theory, it made sense for his parents to have someone simply stop by for a few days, but living with him? Totally unnecessary in Drew's opinion. The brown haired teen peeked outside the window of his bedroom, noticing his parents loading up the car just as another car approached and parked on the opposite side of the driveway. He was halfway acquainted with Ms. Alissa, as he affectionately called her, since she had been friends with his mother for a decade. She wasn't a motherly figure to him, yet whenever he saw her, he was respectful and spoke to her as his parents wished he would in front of adults. To make matters more interesting, Drew couldn't help himself but to be fond of Alissa's personality and physique. It was almost an unfair combination. She was extremely friendly with Drew but also had the body of an exotic dancer. It was distracting to say the least. Staring outside the window, Drew didn't realize his father was calling him down to meet Alissa and say his goodbyes to his parents. Reluctant as ever, the teen unlocked his door, headed down the stairs and eased his way out the door to meet his parents in the driveway as well as his designated sitter. Drew was a few inches shorter than his father, but shared some of the same physical features a very light brown layer of skin, dark brown hair, bright hazel eyes, and a skinny but athletic physique. He wore a short-sleeved shirt that accentuated his young developing muscles, a pair of sweat pants and some sandals he slipped into before stepping outside. His aroma exuded that of a manly body wash, seeing as how he just showered not too long ago. Drew, you know Alissa, right? Jacob asked rhetorically, glancing over at the blonde and then at Drew. Yeah, Drew responded. Hey, Ms. Alissa. Again, the 'Miss' part was stated out of respect. Within a few moments, Drew hugged both of his parents, wishing them well on their trip. Three was certainly a long time to be away from home, but Drew was used to it by now. What he wasn't use to, as he watched his parents leave out of the driveway, was Alissa to be his sitter. He glanced over at her with an awkward look and said, I guess I should show you to your room?