Rain isn't always clear 2

" What’s wrong don’t you like it" My mom’s voice sounded beside me; turning only to see an intercom. " I hate it" I answered truthfully, Only to hear her growl on the other side.

Walking over to the new bed slamming my nap sack down… untiring it only to toss my clothing on the bed as well. Setting down next to them only to pull my converts off. Luckily the carpet was gray, there has to be something I could do with the room. "Oh" bouncing back to my feet only to pull out about six posters. What my mom doesn’t know won’t kill me. Smiling I ran around the room covering the wall by my bed all the way to the closet.

Hocking echoed from my open windows only to see three moving trucks parked in the street. " Ronda or Christie I need your help get your things" Smiling I couldn’t wait to change the room the rest of the way. Including panting the uncovered parts. Its not like my mom is ever going to enter my room there is to many rooms for her to enter she wont even think of bugging me.

Hurrying I ran down the stairs forgetting all about my shoes.

Box’s where loaded down stairs all with the names of the room they go in. Picking up my first box to weird looks from the movers.

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"The last box" I smiled running up four flits of stairs to unpack it. My room was already looking the way I planed. Changing the curtains in the room to black all the way to my TV in one area… all the way to where my black couch should be sating. Opening my door when the sound of male voices echoed down the stairs.

" Where do you want the couch young lady?" a buff man asked entering my room.

"Over there by the wall." Watching hem move it over… there was another guy helping hem he had to be about my age. His eyes looked at me like I was a misfit. Watching them set it down only to watch the buff man walk out. " Matt you can take a break" he called.

" So your name is Matt?" I asked watching hem whip the sweat from his forehead.

" Yea im Matt… and what’s your name?" he asked his eyes moving around my room.

" Ronda but please don’t call me by it I go by Christie" smiling at hem only to hear hem laugh about it.

" Help me Ronda!" he cracked only to see me glare at hem.

" I don’t like that song!" Hissing in my words. " I keep telling my mom that but she doesn’t listen… the same with my favorite color but no I get stuck with a fucking pink room I hate pink!" flopping down on the couch only to see hem starring at me shocked.

" You aren’t like other rich kids are you?" a sign of relief on his face.

" Im not rich my step dad is rich, I just got stuck with hem." Sighing in my words.

" Matt come on break is over!" The same buff guy called over the intercom. " Ok dad" he called though the intercom.

" So what your last name?" Matt asked before he left the room. " West… Christie West" smiling only to see hem smile back. " Yours" only to see hem walk to me.

" Matt Wood; I hope to see you around."

Watching hem walk down the stairs… Its time to see the bathroom! Walking though my room over to what I hope was a bathroom only to walk in to the closet. Where’s the bathroom? Looking around to see it was a really large walk in closet, so does this mean more clothing? A smile moved across my face.

Slowly walking to the other door only to find? The bathroom! Smiling I looked around to see everything black marble; Finely something my color. Looking to one thing then the other there was a tub I could get lost in followed by the bathroom having candles setting everywhere.

" Ronda I need your help in the kitchen!" her voice echoed from the intercom. She needs more help then that… more like mental.

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Walking in the kitchen only to see her setting there not doing anything at all… boxes sat all over the floor. " Why are you just setting there?" I asked only to see tears in her eyes. " Mom what’s wrong?" walking over just to set next to her.

" Brain wont be here next week… he has a meeting which will make hem busy tell next mouth." She sobbed making me look at her oddly. " Is that the only reason why you called me down?" only to see her glare at me. " No I need your help unpacking." Sliding off the chair only to hand me a box. Sighing I helped only to be growled at when I didn’t put it in the right spot.

Five hours went by my mom was now on the phone ordering Chinese takeout. Walking in to the living room only to see the movers had finished it. Brains flat screen TV sat on one side followed by the couches and chair we all picked to come here. Setting down on the couch only to turn the TV on just to get gray and black fuzz. "Dear the TV man won’t be here tell tomorrow so you can pop in a movie… I don’t care what you want to watch!" Smiling I walked over to the DVD holder only to pull out ultra violet… along with blood.

" Cartoon or no?" I called only to see my mom walk in " it doesn’t matter to me" she answered setting down in the lazy boy recliner. "Ultra violet then… so when’s the food coming?" only to hear the doorbell ring. " Its here" she smiled getting up only to walk to the front door.

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Finishing one carton only to look at the clock… it was two in the morning. " well mom im heading to bed" kissing her cheek. " Ok and ill get some painters to come tomorrow so you can get the room the way you want it."

" Don’t worry ill do it my self" smiling at her only to see her yawn.

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Walking in to the bedroom only to see the light was off. I didn’t turn them… looking around only to see a shadow standing in the middle of my room.. " if you entered thought the window you will go flying out of it" flashing the light on only to see Matt standing there.

" Why I would just get back in?" he laughed.

" What are you doing here?" eyeing hem to see a smile on his face. " Well I wanted to make sure you moved in ok?" his question was so fake.

" Yea well you batter leave im going to sleep" walking to my dresser only to garb a band shirt. " Well the real reason why im here is my dad and I had a fight and I don’t really have any friends so I wanted to ask if I could stay here with you for a little bit."

" Fine but you sleep on the couch." Walking in to the closet only to change. Heading out only to see hem laying on the couch his eyes watching me.

" Do you mind?" glaring at hem alittle only to hear hem laugh.

Climbing in to bed only to feel really weird being in a new room with a guy I hardly no.