My World [Chapter 2]

Well we were on his way to his house. which i had know idea where that was.

"So, Jason where exactly do you live?" i asked trying not tosound to foward

" Well its kinda like downtown charlette, not any thing fancy."

"Cool, i've heard of Charlette but have never actually been there before."

see me and my family just moved her from Florid about 4 years ago and we still weren't exactly used to the area. i was very surprised my dad knew where we were going. then again he works with Jasons father theres no telling how many times hes been to his house.

"So how exactly do you two know eachother?" my dad said. startling me, and apparently jason too. He turned  his head to the backseat where i was sitting and looked at me.

"Uhh, we have P.E. together, but I think the better question here is how do you know him dad?"

I looked at jason and we both laughed. I never realiezed what a great laugh he had. Then again i didnt really know that much about him, but something told me i was going to get to know him pretty well.

About five minuets later we pulled into the drive way of one of the most beautiful houses i have ever seen. It was huge, it was a 2 story brick house with black window panes, a balcony faceing the road, a garage that was almost as big as the house itself and the lawn, oh the lawn was beautiful, rose bushes boardering the hole house and little wheelbarels with a mix of purple and pink flowers around them in the middle of the lawn.

I got out of the car trying not to let Jason see the astonishment in my face

"Not to fancy, huh?" i said with out realizing it.

Jason just looked down like he was ashamed of it or somthing.

"My family is, well pretty wealthy." he said so quietly i almost missed what he said

"I can tell." i said excitedly

Jason just walked with his head down to the front door and invited us in. Its like he hated being rich. how could anyone hate being rich? Its actully kinda weird though, from just looking at him you would never excpect that he was rich. I mean right know he was wearing a red and white striped T-shirt and normal jeans. not like i was complaining i loved his sence of style. skater yet prep. Not a bad mix i think, but why would he hate letting people know about his family.

If you thought the outside was beautiful then you wont believe the inside. As soon as we walked in there were chanaliers hanging from the ceiling and every thing is white and bright and beautiful and to the left is his living room and if you keep walking you will walk right into the kitchen and then into a big dinning room and then back around to where you were in the first place. There is also a big set of spiral stairs when you first walk in which lead you to the second part of the house where all the bedrooms are.

"Well hi there." said Jasons dad as we entered the house.

"Hi dad" Jason said.

"Of course you all ready know Mr. Murphy, but this is his daughter Alex."

"Hi sir." my dad and i both said at the same time.

"Please, call me carl, and its very nice to meet you Alex." he said sticking his hand out to shake mine.

"Dad, Alex wants to learn how to ride a motorcyle, and it happens to be the same kind i have, you think i could go show her mine?"

"Sure, but dont let her drive it, well not unless she has permision from her father to do so."

"Dad?" i said with my sweetest voice and my puppy dog face, wich never actually seemed to work but i thought it was worth a try.

"Ohh, Ok."

"Yay" i screamed and hugged him. Then ran up to where Jason was.

"Hey, Alex, you be careful though."

"Okay dad" i said walking out of the room with Jason

"Jason you to dont let her drop it, or you either." Mr. Baker screamed after us

"Ok, sure dad, what ever."