because I haven't heard you talk about him before?"
Jeez... 'Here we go', Nia thought.
"I
sort of bumped into him.”
"Oooh...” Lena said and then started making
kissy faces.
"Cut it out Lena!” Amarie interrupted while
Nia rolled her eyes.
"Well, are you going to see him again?”
Amarie asked angling her head towards Nia.
Mid giggle Nia finally answered, "I don't
know but I sure hope so! He just moved here and wants to know where the
'locals' hang out. I got his number and gave him mine."
Amarie smiled now too. "Well I think he's
nice... and nice to look at!" Now they were all laughing together.
They had a ways to go to drive home, they
exchanged the afternoon's stories and cranked the radio. Nia found her mind
drifting to Aaron though. She wondered if and when she'd see him again.
Pulling up to their house was always an awesome
sight. It was hard to get used to the enormity of it. They had bought the
property in Manvel, Texas two years ago and had built a house from the ground
up.
Manvel was close enough that they could drive
into Houston and it not be too far. They finally moved in a few months ago and
were just getting settled. White brick and pillars in beautiful plantation style.
The large windows were one of Nia’s many favorite features to the gorgeous home.
The wrap around porch was Nia's favorite part of
it especially the back side that was screened in. It had the most comfortable
chair on the entire property! You could sit at least two people in the hammock
style "cloud" as Nia affectionately called it. She could read or
listen to music in it for hours at a time. Especially on days like this when
the sky was so blue against the contrast of the rich green of the grass. It was
hard to even go inside now.
She got out of the car and sighed with a stretch
eyeing the hammock that hung under two pecan trees about six feet from the
swimming pool, just waiting for her and a book. That was her second favorite
spot. She absolutely loved October, it brought the breeze and gave them a break
from the scorching hundred plus temperatures that they usually had.
She helped her sisters with their bags and they
went inside. It looked like an old movie to Nia. Her mother clearly spared no
expense on their dream home. It wasn't opulent but, old plantation meets
comfortable, livable spaces. The wood floors were a deep mahogany and strewn
with rugs. It was quickly becoming home. Nia carried the bags upstairs and left
them in the hallway, she didn't really know whose was whose anyway.
She opened the door to her room which she loved.
After all it looked like a library with a bed in it. Her mom searched high and
low for the black and grey baroque wallpaper that graced her walls. The four
poster, queen sized bed took her like a second to pick out! The long black
material draped at each corner fully enclosed the bed if she wanted. Her
bedspread was black with red throw pillows and white ones too.
The built in shelves were her mom's surprise
reveal when she showed her the finished project. They were a semi shiny black
and just perfectly matching her bed and her heavy antique desk.
If Nia could claim an obsession she indulged in, it
would be her book collection. She had her favorite classics like Bronte,
Austen, Shakespeare, and her favorite book in her collection was Camille by
Alexandre Dumas, she treasured that book. It was a beautiful pristine edition
and her most valuable possession to date. And then she has a collection of
Young Adult books they are her absolute favorite genre! Dystopian and
Paranormal are second followed by her newfound love, New Adult.
Her Twilight signed special editions are on
display behind glass which gets her laughs from newcomers but she couldn't care
less. Her battered copy of The Host sits by her bed, along with Clockwork
Prince, which is what she'd been currently reading. She is obsessed with her
manga