The Blue Eyes Rejected Me

nd hit the shuffle. Mirrors by Justin Timberlake starts blaring in my

ming into the town." Dad says, sha

have to sit through hours of boredom in a car. I look out the window to find nothing but tree

me to Lup

Kristin the name of town to prove it actually exists. Once we

they live in the trees?" I ask looking up in the tr

This is still the towns territory, but the real town i

ill no sign of the actual town. "S

ould be here som

wn came into view. I'm surprised, I expected to see a

in the front of them. As we keep on driving, the houses seem to g

ust of been a mansion. We don't slow down, so all I ge

doors, is a gold knocker that seems to gleam brighter than the sun. The whole house, beside the doors, is a creme colored marble that clashes with the deep green of the forest that surrounds th

a rundown nobody town. Apparently, a very ric

, there seems to be more than meets the eye. Store upon store flashes by. Clothing, shoes, Family Do

n their street. Today seems to be one of the rare hot days as girls flounce around in low cut tank tops and shor

h the town, back into more residential areas. S

t is extremely chipped in some areas and had been through too many rain storms. There's a small front po

oks into the living room. The second story, however, has three windows side by side by side. I assume t

se, not even as nic

iPod on the backseat, not wanting to carry it. I look up at the house, a look o

the lock. It clicks open. He opens the door and steps inside. My mom goes in after h

creme color with a white carpet. It would easily hold our dark brown couch, glass coffee table, 36 inch TV and