TNG 1.2: Doorbell

"Aww, you're so sweet."
"I know, and you're so cute."
"And you're lying."
"No, I'm serious Vic.. Vic.. Vic.. Vic.."
Wow, that was.. weird? I opened my eyes, a slight tint of light shone through the window, it was just a dream? Damn! There was Yumi beside my bed trying to wake me up.

"Vic, wake up!!"
"What do you want?!" I muttered and covered myself with the blanket.
"Mummy asked me to wake you up."
"Go away."
"But it's almost one.." I felt her two palms pushing my stomach forcing me to get up.
"Tell mom I'm tired and she can wake me up only and if only someone die."
Yumi managed to push me literally off the bed before she shouted, "Mummy! Vic said she's a lazy bum bum and ask you to wake her up if me or Amy die!" and ran downstairs.
"Ouch! I didn't say that!" forced myself to stand and tried to catch Yumi as she ran down the stairs.
"Yes you did!"
"I'll get you later!"

I stopped in the middle of the stairs and blew a few strands of hair that had covered my face, thinking how can I have such annoying sisters. I made my bed, took a shower, and wore a white t-shirt and shorts jeans that was still inside the baggages. Then I went downstairs to the kitchen where mom was preparing us lunch I guess and sat at the table, beside Yumi, so that I could tickle her for what she did. That's how our family goes, we could joke to each other even after a huge argument even though I didn't had an actual argument with them before but yeah this shows how close we are. We ate our lunch and helped my mom cleaned the table. Then all of us decided to just chill at the living room together while the twins watched their favourite show, mom and I unpacked some of the boxes left.

"Ding.. Dong.. Ding.. Dong.." the doorbell rang.
"I'll get that." said mom.

As she opened the door, there were a father, a mother, and two daughters.
"Hello there new neighbour! We're your next door neighbour." said the father with a such cheerful tone.
"Are you the Steven's too?" asked mom.
"Oh no, we're your other neighbour, we're the Brandon's." said Mrs. Brandon with a sweet smile.
"Well, come on in. Meet my daughters, Victoria, Yumi and Amy." we were standing in a straight line exactly in order of the names she had said.
"My oh my, they're beautiful. This is my husband, Marie and Julie." Mrs. Brandon pointed to each one of them as she said their names. They came in and we shook hands, I realized Marie and Julie have the same brown hair and eyes just like Mr. Brandon whilst Mrs. Brandon have blonde hair and blue eyes.
"How old are you, Victoria?" Mr. Brandon suddenly asked me.
"I'm 15."
"Really? Too bad Masen's isn't here." said Mrs. Brandon.
"Who's Masen?" mom interrupted.
"He's our eldest brother. He's 15 too." said Marie with a sweet smile.
"I'm afraid he's out with his best friend. I'll tell him to stop by when he gets back." Mrs. Brandon smiled at me.
"That will be great." mom said before she shot me a smile, not just a smile, a suspicious smile.
"We're 9 years old." Amy and Yumi said, at the same time.
"I'm 9 too!" said Julie excitedly.

Great, now the 'teachers' have a 'student'. But, who is this Masen guy. Is he a sweet talker bullshitting guy just like.. Ugh! I've got to stop thinking about him! Past is the past, he's the past, don't let him break you, you're in a new town, new neighbourhood, new life. Here's the chance to change yourself from the things you've done back in LA, be a wise girl, open your eyes and don't let the same mistake replay itself.

"Where did you guys come from?" Mr. Brandon asked.
"We're from LA. The city that never sleeps! Literally." mom said.
Mom and Mr. Brandon kept on talking and making jokes about LA then Mrs. Brandon asked me,
"So Victoria, today is Saturday, any idea of which school you want to go?"
"I actually have no idea, and planning not to go that early anyway."
"Oh really? Why so?"
"Oh you know we just got here and I want to get comfy with the environment around." I blurted out a small laugh trying to convince Mrs. Brandon with my excuse. I lied, that was not the reason why I don't want to go to school or maybe a little bit but if I could I just want to stay home, I'm sick of the cliques and the status quo at schools, I mean every school will have these two things no matter where you are anyway. I hate it when they treat you different if you're a jock or- oh who am I kidding.
"Well if you're ready then you should go to The Winston High School. It may not be the best school around here but it's definitely good." said Mrs. Brandon.
"I'll keep that in mind, thanks." I managed to fake a smile.
"I'm sorry, do you want anything to drink?" mom asked.
"It's alright, we've got to go anyway. Marie has ballet practise. So, we better go now or else she's gonna be late." Mrs. Brandon said.
"I'm sorry I didn't get to know you well in such short time, please come by any time." said mom.
"Of course I'll drop by if I'm not busy."
"And I'll asked Masen to stop by later on." added Mrs. Brandon.
"We'll be waiting." said mom, with that smile again. I've always hated that smile, I know what she's up to, and it's never good.

We walked behind them to the door and waved goodbye as they get into the car and droved off. The twins immediately sat on the couch and controlled the television.
"Nice family huh?" asked mom, closed the door behind her.
"What do you mean by 'nice'?" I asked her back.
"What do you mean?"
"Do you have any specific nice inside your mind right now?"
"Erm no, just nice." mom giggled.
"I know what you're up to!"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Sure you don't, only someone insane will give me that evil smile without any reason."
"Pfft, I'm your mother, I would never!"
"Apparently I have an evil one." I said softly just so mom couldn't hear me.
"I'm going to take the car afterwards, do you want to come?"
"No thanks." I said as I walked up the stairs to my room.
"Well alright, your sisters are coming with me."
"Fine."

Shut the door and hopped onto my bed, just laying there looking at the ceiling wondering why did we came here at the first place. Being in a new place, a new environment seems pretty scary yet I liked it, leaving all those craps behind and start a new life, yeah, a new good life. Hoping that I could get at least one friend would be nice.. Nice- Masen, suddenly the thoughts of that Masen guy came running through my mind though I didn't know how he looks like but I'm just hoping we could get along well. Dammit, I have to talk to mom about the new school, urgh, maybe I'll take that Winston High School maybe it won't be so bad, who knows Mrs. Brandon might teach there too since she kept on dragging and dragging about how good that school is.