I wouldn't lie, am pretty excited to spend the summer with my dad. It has been ages since I saw him but I've gotta admit, it really hurt that he never tried to reach me. But something inside me knew that it was somehow my mom's fault.
Anyway, the plane just landed and I stepped out and grabbed my luggage. I came outside and hailed down a cab.
I gave him the address my mom had given me and got in. I texted my mom to let her know that I had arrived safely. I wanted to text my dad too, but... nah.
"We're here miss".
I looked Infront of me and saw a modern and cozy looking two-storey building painted a very light shade of blue with gold designs. I paid the cab man and took my luggage out.
I walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later, the door was opened by a young woman. Black hair, hazel eyes, I instantly recognized her as my father's wife. My stepmom, Carol. I had always imagined our first encounter. The way she'd treat me. The look of disgust in her eyes. Yet none of that happened. She blinked a few times at me in wonder then she let out a happy, almost excited smile. Not fake. Genuine.
"You must be Mary", she said and opened the door wider, "Am Carol". I expected a handshake but instead got pulled into a bear hug.
"Ooh. You're even more beautiful than you looked in your pictures". She let me go and took my bag.
"No, ma'am. I can carry it-"
"Nonsense. You must be exhausted. Traveling all the way here. Come in, come in. Your father went to an unavoidable meeting", she said sadly as she left me to the living room. "But don't worry, he'd join us for dinner. Are you hungry? Or would you like to go up to the room I had prepared for you".
" Um-"
" Irene! ". A young petite woman in a maid's uniform appeared.
" Yes madam? "
" Take her bag and show her to her room ". She instructed. Irene took my bag from her and I followed her up the stairs.
We stopped in front of a white polished door and she opened it.
Purple.
My favorite colour.
Was the first thing that came to my mind as I stepped into the room. Light purple walls and white curtains with purple floral designs. White wash floorboards the same color with the closet doors. A purple swan bed sat in the center of it all. In the corner of the room was a flat screen television with a white bean bag Infront of it.
The room gave a super girly vibe but luckily, purple is my favorite color. While I'd been admiring the room. Irene had already sorted my load in my closet. She turned to look at me
"Miss, I have put away all your clothes. Would you like me to do anything else for you?".
"No, thanks, am good".
With a nod she left the room. I collapsed on my queen sized bed.
OMG! This is Soo soft! Dad had really out done himself. I took a selfie of my new room and sent it to Rick. Then I decided to take a shower.
I noticed a door at the other side of the room. Must be the bathroom. My guess was proven right as I opened the door.
After a quick shower, I wrapped an extremely fluffy white towel around my body and stepped back into my room. I got dressed in a pink long sleeved crop top and high waist light blue jean skirt. I picked up my phone and stepped out of the room.