Chapter:A New Home
The summertime was beautiful in New England and it was a pleasant region to live in. It had all the four seasons—which wintertime most of the time was absolutely horrible with snowstorms out of nowhere. It was a region where everyone seem to migrate to from all over the nation to go off to New England during the summertime.
Driving on the backroads surrounded by mostly the woods was a teenager of seventeen years of age driving her dark cherry red 2011 Jeep Rubicon. The Jeep itself was decked out to go out into the wilderness and take on crazy terrains. It was thanks to her father, who brought her the Jeep and helped her fixed the Jeep up to be like the way it was.
Her dark brunette color hair was blowing behind her as all the windows were down, her IPhone was hooked up to the radio and was playing random genres of songs. She was heading home from the private school that she had gone through for the past three years. She was heading home as her private school had gotten out early and she hung back in North Carolina for a bit at a friend's house until she left to head home.
During her time in school, she had gotten the news that her family had moved back to her father's hometown which was Stanton, Connecticut. While in school, they had called her to inform her the location of their new home. Her things were already at the new house.
Turning down a street that led into a neighborhood, her eyes flicker around her surroundings where she passed by nice houses that were surrounded by oak trees and large yards. A smile came onto her lips at the peaceful vibe that this neighborhood gave off. Though, the thought of her family and her family friends living all in the same area now, there must be fun chaos in the small town now.
The GPS started to announce her arrival and she turned into a driveway that had a mailbox at the end of it with her family's last name in black bold letters on the sides. Pushing up her aviator sunglasses onto her head, her green eyes flicker up to the house that her family brought.
"Father totally knocked down the old one to build this one." She blurted out, seeing how the large two story home appeared brand new.
Turning the steering wheel only a little because of a curve in the driveway, she straighten the wheel back out then stopped, putting the Jeep into park in front of a garage door. Shutting off the Jeep and unbuckling, when she open the Jeep driver's side door, the front door of the house slammed open and there as screaming emitting from the front door.
The seventeen year old bent down with arms spread out to welcome her little sister into her arms. Wrapping her arms around her little sister, she stood up and began to walk into the direction to the front door of the house, but stopped as the rest of her family came rushing out.
"Awesome, prank city all the time now!"
"My baby is home."
"Hey, little queen."
Rayne Feder smiled as the rest of her family came up to her and pulled her into a hug one by one after she set her little sister, Becky back down onto the ground.
Rayne Feder was the eldest child of the Feder family. Greg and she were twins, and she was born first, therefore, the eldest child of the family. Her parents called Greg and she the passionate children because her parents conceived them the night when Lenny, their father, proposed to their mother, Roxanne.
Growing up in LA, Rayne had gone to a private boarding school until she transfer to one in the South. But now, she wanted to transfer yet again to graduate her senior year here with her twin brother, Greg Feder.
With Greg and she being the oldest, Keithie was next in line where he was fourteen years old and will be a sophomore in high school next year. The whole family was in high school together, expect Becky, who was only seven years old.
"So, which room is mine?" Rayne asked once her family was done hugging her and asking her questions.
"I'll show you, dear." Roxanne smiled with excitement clear across her whole posture.
She ended up dragging Rayne off into the house with Lenny trailing behind them. The rest of the family went back to the kitchen to finish getting ready for their second to last day of school.
Tomorrow was Greg, Keithie and Becky's last day of school before summer vacation.
"And here it is." Roxanne had led Rayne to the other side of the house away from everyone else. Rayne noticed that they were still on the first floor and they had come to a pause in front of a white wood door with a gold knob.
"This is either a closet or basement."
"You guess right, it's the broom closet." Lenny waved his hands to which Roxanne playfully slapped his stomach.
Lenny chuckle as he stepped up beside his eldest child. He kissed the top of her head before he reached out with his left hand to turn the knob and pulled the door open to show carpet stairs leading down into the basement.
"Go ahead." He lowly told Rayne with a smile and a hip bump.
Rayne made her way down the white carpet stairs, her hands gliding across the top of wood railings that were on either side of her. As she came to the platform landing on the bottom of the stairs and faced the opening, she screamed in excitement at the sight before her eyes. Her eyes shot up to her parents, who were smiling back at her.
"This is all mines?"
"Yeah, of course she gets the basement." Greg walked by the top of the stairs saying.
"Shut up, you jealous twit. I had requested the basement and you didn't because it was cold and creepy. Guess what, IT ISN'T!" Rayne shouted up him before she ran into her room that her parents designed for her.
"Alright, alright, no fighting with each other. We don't need a cage fighting match just yet." Lenny said, coming down the rest of the stairs while Roxanne went off to get Becky ready for school.
"Dad, this is awesome. Thank you." Rayne hugged him as he came to stand beside her.
The bedroom was large in size. There were walls that separated parts of the room itself. Lenny led her around to show her what they had done. It was like a mini apartment, except no kitchen. It had its own bathroom. There was a wall with a door that separated the bedroom to the main hang out room that was first seen once down the stairs.
Everything just seemed so perfect.
The whole room had fresh light color wood floors, dark ruby red walls with silver trimming across the top. Silver lights installed in the ceiling.
In the bedroom section, there was a king size bed with red and gold color sheets with white pillows. A light wood color desk against a wall with her laptop resting on top of it. A flat screen hanging in a corner with a bookshelf underneath.
In the hangout section, there was another flat screen on the wall with a long sofa in front of it with a glass coffee table on top of a mahogany color rug underneath it. There were pictures hanging around throughout the room too to give it a lively vibe.
"Does this lead out to the backyard?" Rayne asked as she walked over to the French doors.
Flicking open one of the wood blinds, her eyes found stone steps that went up a couple of steps to walk out to the Olympic size pool in the backyard.
"Dad, this place is beautiful." Rayne admitted as she stared around through the French doors. The backyard was large enough to make a softball field.
"Thanks. I'm glad you like it."
"I love it." Rayne said, turning away from the door to move back over to her father and hug him with a smile still etched across her lips.
"Dad, I got a question."
"Can I go to school here next year? Please."
"No more private?"
"No. I want to be home, dad." Rayne told him with an innocent look.
As he stared at his eldest child, Lenny let out a sigh, but the corner of his lips twitched up. He stared at her, taking in on how much she was turning into a young woman and quickly too. When it came to appearance, she leaned more toward her mother's appearance than his own. Her green eyes came from Lenny's mother side of the family.
"Yes!" Rayne hugged him again making him to laugh and hugged her back.
"Rayne! Rayne!" Keithie and Becky were shouting from the stairs.
"What?" Rayne away from her father to see her two younger siblings standing on the steps, staring at her with smiles on their faces.
"Can you drive us to school, please?"
They had their backpacks on and kept smiling at her making her to let out a sigh as she knew what they wanted her to do. She looked at her father, who held up his hands and took a step back with a smirk.
"Don't look at me."
"Come on, just drive us. Tomorrow is our last day of school, Rayne." Keithie said, rocking back and forth on the heels of his feet.
"Fine." Rayne answered, not wanting to have any sort of arguments with her siblings for she knew that Becky will use her puppy dog look to get her way, especially her parents.
"Yes!" The two yelled before they ran up the stairs to go wait by her Jeep.
"Have fun." Lenny said.
"Sure well." Rayne mumbled as she walked up the steps, leaving her laughing father behind.
Exiting out of the house, Rayne walked down the stone steps and walked over to the garage where her Jeep was parked. On arriving, her eyebrows rose as she saw her two brothers arguing back and forth about who gets the front seat. Shaking her head, Rayne walked by them, open up the passenger door and then turned around to pick Becky up, setting her into the passenger seat.
When Rayne did that, Keithie and Greg stop arguing and stared at Rayne with their mouths dropped open.
"Are you kidding me?"
"She is seven. Why does she get the front seat?"
"And unlike you two, she is the patience and the cute one." Rayne retorted as she shut the passenger door after making sure that Becky buckle herself in the seat.
When the boys went to complain again, they quickly shut their mouths when Rayne gave them her infamous, 'keep talking and watch what happens' sort of look. They quickly moved to the backseats of the Jeep making Rayne to victorious smirk and made her way around the Jeep to get into the driver's seat. Buckling in, Rayne started the Jeep right up.
One thing about Rayne was that Greg and Keithie don't mess with her. Becky was far too innocent and too nice to mess around, therefore, she never got in trouble with Rayne. As for Greg and Keithie, Rayne used her mix-martial arts move on them. Being in mix-martial arts from the age of three to sixteen until she stopped because it was interfering with her softball.
"Alright, what time do you guys get out?" Rayne asked them as she began to reverse out of the driveway until she got back onto the street.
"Well, we get out around two."
"I get out around three fifteen." Becky threw her arms in the air saying making Rayne to smile at her then nodded as she put the Jeep into drive.
"Alright. Do you guys want me to pick you up or—"
The two different answers at the same time made Rayne to take a quick glance in the rearview mirror with raised eyebrows toward her two brothers. She then glanced over to Becky for an explanation, but the youngest only shrugged her shoulders before she went about playing with the radio.
"Why the answers at the same time but different responses?" Rayne asked them next.
"Well, Greg said no because he wants to drool and fantasize over his crush, Nancy Arbuckle, as he sits behind her on the bus."
"Shut up!" Greg shoved his little brother in the backseat while Becky giggles in the front seat. Rayne shook her head as she turned down the road that led straight to the high school that wasn't far away from their neighborhood.
"Well, you said yes because you are afraid of Duffy." Greg blurted out to get back at his younger brother.
"Who?" Rayne glanced at the two in the backseat again in the rearview mirror before looking back to the road.
"A boy that bullies Keithie."
"What?" Rayne pulled up to the front of the high school, put the Jeep into park and she turned in her seat to stare down her little brother, who bowed his head to hide from her stare.
"Is that true?"
"Rayne if you saw him, you would run away." Keithie mumbled in reply.
"Doesn't mean he has the right to bully you. Why isn't anyone stopping him?"
"Because the teachers are afraid of him." Greg said then got out of the Jeep, shut the door and headed right toward the school.
Rayne kept staring at her youngest brother, seeing him nod his head at Greg's words before getting out of the Jeep next. Rayne sat back in her seat, watching her brothers' head off into the high school before she let out a sigh and put the Jeep into drive again. With a shake of her head, she pulled back onto the road and took a glance at her little sister, who was staring back.
"Are you going to do something about it, Rayne?" Becky asked.
"If I see him or rather, I'll confront mom and dad about it. Keithie shouldn't be getting bully. Actually no one should." Rayne told Becky, who nodded her head in agreement.
Staring at her older sister, Becky was happy that Rayne was home. She wasn't the only girl in the house anymore—beside their mother. Rayne was someone Becky looked up too. Rayne in Becky's eyes was pretty, had a great personality and she always tried to put smiles on people faces. Staring at Rayne, Becky smiled as she was really glad that Rayne was home.
….. Hours Later: …..
"Dad, what the hell are you doing?"
"Trying to clean the pool." Lenny said as he was using a net to get the bugs and other things floating in the pool out. He had been dancing around the pool while doing so, but stopped when he got the question from his daughter.
Looking behind him, Lenny watched as Rayne plopped herself down in one of the pool lounging chairs and lean back in it with her legs stretched out in front of her and arms resting on the armrests.
"Dad, did you know that Keithie gets bullied?" Rayne decided to bring up, wondering if her father or mother knew about this information that she had learned about.
"Yeah. We tried to tell him to stick up for himself, but he gets scared. Then we tell him to tell a teacher, but the teachers are terrified of the kid." Lenny replied back, going back to cleaning out the pool.
"Is this kid like Godzilla or something?"
"Close to it. Maybe Godzilla grandchild." Lenny snorted out.
"What? Just saying." Lenny chuckle, glancing over his shoulder at his daughter to see her shaking her head and trying to not smile at his comment.
"Hey Lenny, do you hear that Higgins has a son?"
"Higgins has a son?" Rayne sat up to stare at the backdoors of the house where she watched two of her father's best friends, Eric Lamonsoff and Kurt McKenzie walking over to the pool.
"Whoa! Is that Rayne!"
"Eric! Kurt!" Rayne jumped off the lounge chair and ran at her dad's best friends to hug the two.
Standing back and leaning against the pole to the skimmer net, Lenny smile at Rayne conversing with his best friends.
After greeting each other and Lenny finished up with the pool, they sat down together at a patio seat where they found themselves talking about their other best friend, Marcus Higgins, having a son that he didn't know about.
"I'm not surprised that he doesn't have twenty kids." Rayne blurted out.
"Rayne!" Lenny exclaimed, but snicker with his best friends as they had to agree with Rayne. Out of all of the friends, Marcus was the playboy one, who always slept with various women and he liked to get drunk at all times.
"So, has anyone seen this kid of his?" Rayne asked them as she lean back in her patio seat with her right leg crossed over her left.
"I wonder how nervous Higgins is." Lenny thought out loud, putting his right hand underneath his chin and making a humming sound.
Rayne looked at Eric and Kurt to see them making thinking faces too, but when they all looked at one another, they began to laugh at the thought.
Rayne smile at her father and his best friends, knowing that with all her father's friends living in the same neighborhood, that things will be interesting and fun.
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As I reconstruct this story, there might be minor or major changes in the storyline or description or information of things. Therefore, this chapter had been updated as of 3/23/16.
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