Thread: for the sake of our parents [ mintie&&t_virus ]

She wasn't sure if she should be pissed off or confused. Let's think back as to why such a pretty girl would be either of the two? Well let's see, upon the arrival of being home for a two week break off college, she was surprised with the news that her mother and stepfather would be going off on their honeymoon. Now, she had gone through the wedding, grinned and beared it because she was moderately happy for her mother. Yeah, it was fabulous that she was getting remarried to some guy she'd never met. BUT, her having to move into his house? Meant that she had NO time during her vacation to party, because she would be unpacking the WHOLE time. Just shoot me in my face and bury me in your backyard. Please. The little voice in her head was dying a little bit, sitting in the backseat with her eyes closed behind her oversized white sunglasses that rested against her soft cheekbones that were lightly splashed with tan freckles, the female crossed her smooth legs. Well, at least she could be thankful they weren't moving out of state. However, that meant no longer would she be living in Los Angeles with her bachlorette mother, but instead with Frank and his son. How exciting. Well, it would have been if she didn't think her mother was rushing into this a bit. Sure, her mother was attractive and she figured that any man was lucky to get a second glance from the woman, but to get married in under a year? Yeah, they'd known each other for around four of those years, but dating and marriage in the same year? How insane. Light brown eyes scanning across the large house, sure it was a beachfront, but that still didn't mean it was any better than L.A., tilting her head softly against the window. It was only nine in the morning, knowing her mother and Frank had to be on their way out by eleven o'clock to catch their flight, getting out of the car and glancing up to avoid getting slapped in the head by the mattress that sat on top of it. Cut off denim shorts holding on to her lower half, the shorts held on well to the curve of her rear, granted as she was a spitting image of her beautiful mother, aside from the mixture in color of her eyes. Loose curls of black falling over her shoulders, the Puerto Rican and Caucasian female let out a soft yawn, folding her arms up and over her head, before picking up her suitcases from the trunk of the car. Light brown Ugg boots on her feet as she moved behind Frank and her mother who both seemed to be excited about moving in together, knowing the bed on top of his car would be brought in the house in a few. Your room is upstairs, last door on the right. Nodding softly and giving him a smile, she turned her head just in time for her mother and Frank took the moment to kiss, moving up the stairs quietly and down the hallway to her room. Glancing off to the side when she noticed a door slightly opened, deciding not to be nosy and see who's room that was, she moved to her own room to find a few boxes waiting for her already. Well, at least some of her things had already been moved into her room, glancing at her bedframe in the spacious room, Vanessa let out a soft sigh and wheeled her suitcases in front of her closet, arms folding over her full chest. Well this just sucks. Sure, the room was fine, perfect actually, but she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to be here for her break. Off the shoulder red shirt on her upper half, the shirt exposed the black straps of her bra and gave more of a notice to the fact that she was rather busty Thirty two C for her age of only being eighteen. Her lightly lipglossed lips parting slightly, Nessa folded her arms over her head, mentally trying to figure out where to begin. listulistulistu