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Ivy watched Garret as they sat in the car. As he sighed and looked at her, she wondered if he would miss the house, the Kelley woman. She didn’t know, but she hoped he wouldn't. When he smiled at her, she smiled back. It looked like he wanted to say something, but when the car started he went in some sort of fetal position, covering his head with his arms and getting lower to the seats.Ivy was going to ask what was wrong when he lowered his hands and sunk lower into the seats. Her face clouded with confusion and worry, but she didn’t say anything. When he looked at again, he apologized for his actions.

"That sort 'a startled me is all." Ivy nodded, but really didn’t believe him. She had never seen anyone act like that because they were startled. His reaction seemed more like he was afraid something was going to hurt him, not startle him.
"But yeah, I was gonna say that I'm really excited to be going home with you! I can't wait." He said and Ivy smiled, shifting in her seat. She hoped he would like it, with her family. Her house was a Victorian style cottage, ‘quaint’ to most of her parents’ friends. Most of them owned manors or houses with more than eight bedrooms. Ivy could say her house was relatively normal.

“Well, I’m glad you’re excited.” She said with a smile. Her dad turned the radio on, Three Days Grace played through the speakers. She found it amusing that the radio wasn’t playing Justin Bieber or Flo Rida, two singers she hated. She returned her attention to Garret when her father changed the station, “You’ll get your own room, and it was the guest room.” She made a face, “Kinda dull but we can always fix that.”

The drive wasn’t long and soon enough they pulled into the cottage. She waited until her father fully stopped the car before jumping out, looking at the house. It was pretty big for a house; the inside was very nice as well. Two boys from Ivy’s high school saw her and snickered.

“Hey,Smurf!” One of them called out before noticing Garret, “Finally bought yourself a friend?” He asked, taking a drag on the cigarette that sat between his lips.

Ivy gave them a bright smile, “Why don’t you go choke on your fag, Austin.” She knew they took it the wrong way, not everyone knew fag was another term for cigarettes. The look on the other boys face as pure amusement as Austin grumbled away, having no comeback.

She shook her head, looking at Garret, “C’mon,” She said with a small smile, bounding inside the house. As usual it was empty. Stephano, her cat, meowed in greeting and walked between her legs.She patted him on the head before looking at Garret. “I’ll show you your room.” She said, going up the stairs that were beside the kitchen. As she showed Garret the room, she made a face. The room was dull and boring, but if Garret wanted to change that, they could.

“This is where you will be living.” She said with a smile, “My room is right over there.” Ivy pointed to a door close by.

“Ivy, you’ve got a package!” Her father yelled from downstairs.

“Just make yourself at home.” She said before disappearing down the stairs. The package was one she had been waiting for, a bunch of shirts and other band merchandise she had spent all of her birthday and Christmas money on. She took the box and began making her way back upstairs and went into her room, putting it down. She would give Garret some time to look around before bugging him again.

She opened the box, looking at all the items. Everything she had bought, with something extra. She smiled at the CD, her eyes landing on the signatures of the band members. Fuck yes. She said, putting the box beside her desk.
Today has been a great day so far.