I have a life here!(sir sole)

She grabs my hand and i lock up.. We jog down the two flights of stairs and I look down to anne, my beautiful anne. We start up the hill.. "I dont know why mother doesnt like you," i tell her, smiling still, i really dont.

I chuckle and blush as i remember that. "Ah, yes," i tell her. I smile and we continue up the hill to my house. We get into the gate, and "I wonder what's in store," i tell myself, i sigh and we walk over to my house. "Anne, i love you," i tell her, smiling.

I chuckle, "Well whatever she throws at you, just know i love you," i tell her, and we make our way to the door, my hand turns the knob and we walk in...
Mother, "O, sweetie!" she says cheerfully, coming over to hug me and then she sees Anne..
"Oh... hello" she tells her grimly, and a bit rude for my comfort.

"Orian, sweetie," she tells me, motioning for me, and me alone to follow her. I turn to anne and kiss her cheek... "ill be right back." i tell her and follow my mother towards the darkened hallway.

"What is it mom?" i ask her, a bit harsh but she is so rude to anne all the time.
"Orian, you will not take that tone with me," she tells me and continues,
"I have a feeling that you two are moving much too fast," she tells me.. I sigh and begin to walk away...


ooc:Rp the little sisters too!

She grabs my arm. "What do you want me to say?" i ask her,
she shakes her head out of disappointment most likely.
I sigh.
"Orian, you had goals, you had a life before she came, a life that would lead you to great things," she tells me, and it is all true, but still not something you want to hear.

Tayly,"Hey, you werent supposed to say that!" I hear... I turn and see my twin sisters Angy and Tayly conversing with Anne.

I pull away form my mother, not rough, and walk over to anne... my mother follows and before i can ask anne what the twins had said, my mother,"Alright, breakfast is ready," she calls.

She kisses me on the lips and I smile wide. "Yes, i suppose her call to the table hadnt alerted you in the least," i tell her, joking of course. We walk over to the table and here goes my mother...

"Oh, sweetie, would you please sit in between the girls, we didnt think you'd be here so we had to make room," She says sourly, my jar stiffens... I glare at my mother, than look to my father for support.. he gives a sorrowful look and shrugs, as if saying, 'what can i do?'...

I take my seat in between my mother and father... I keep my gaze focused on Anne.. My sisters are probably trying desperately to make her feel comfortable, they dont think my mother is being nice.

"Orian, guess what!?" My mother says happily and excited... I feel something big is about to happen...