Snippet #1900197

Brandon sat in the car next to his mother as she yet again gave him the run down of the rules, its not like when she left he was really going to do any of the things that she was saying but his agreement to her terms along with the persuasion of himself and his father was what got him out to Cali in the first place. So he nodded as she talked not really taking in a word the woman spoke as he gazed out the window taking in the beautiful scenery California had to offer. Brandon knew that the other teens at the house were going to of course be from his school but he wondered if he would know any of them. Back at school he was what people would call a "jock", he played on the football, basketball and track team so most people knew he was although it wasn't always the same in return. Pulling up to the address the chauffeur got out of the car instantly heading to the trunk of the vehicle to get Brandon's things from the car he was going to get out and help the man with his luggage when he mother grabbed hold of his arm "Are you listening to me" he could tell from her tone that she was slightly irritated so he just turned to her and nodded "Yes mom I was listening and I got it okay. Every since you agreed to let me come out here it has been the same talk every few minutes. I heard what you said at home, at the airport, on the jet, after we got off the jet and in this very car." The woman drew her hand back folding her arms across her chest "Well as long as you've got it" she said sitting back in her seat, Brandon knew his mother was nervous about him spending the next two weeks alone without any adult supervision but it was only two weeks he stayed away longer than that when he use to go to summer camp when he was little. He sighed "Don't pout mom am going to be fine. Just think of this as a little test to prepare both me and you for when I go to college." she sighed once and nodded which made him smile "Now you should get going you still have to fly to New York to meet up with dad" he said giving her a hug "I'll see you in two weeks" he turned around opening the door.

Stepping out of the car he glanced at his new home for the next two weeks it reminded him of his family's beach house in Florida, it was nice. The chauffeur stood next to Brandon "Sir, I've placed your luggage outside the house if you want I could bring your things to your room it wou-" Brandon cut the man off "Thank you" he said politely "I can take it from here" the man nodded walking around the car getting back inside. Brandon waved goodbye to his mother as the car pulled off and disappeared into the distance, once the car was gone Brandon breath in a sigh of relief he loved his mother but she could defiantly be quite suffocating at times. He turned back to the house and walked to porch where his bags sat he opened the already unlocked door and gathered his things swinging two bags over his shoulders and grabbing the remaining suitcases and headed inside the house.

From what he could hear as soon as he walked in the house he knew he wasn't the first to arrive on the scene. He walked towards the noise into the hang out as he looked around the room noticing the staircase that headed upstairs he decided to unload his bags and meet people afterwards. He walked up the stairs and found an empty room he put his things on the bed then went straight back downstairs, he was jet-lagged and not in the mood for unpacking just yet. Once back in the hang out he walked over to the windows and saw a bunch of people already relaxing in the pool, not being much of a loner he walked outside to where everyone else was. Being in California he had dressed the part wearing a pair of swimming trunks, a yellow t-shirt and flip flops along with a pair of sunglasses that sat on his face. Walking to the side of the pool he lifted his glasses to wear they sat on top of his head "Hello, everyone. Name's Brandon."