I was sitting on the floor of my room. My room was all white with wooden beams going up the walls and one entire wall covered in windows, letting the soft sunshine in. I was sitting in the center of the sun. letting it warm my soft skin while I attempted to do my long blond hair back into a single loose French braid. Once I tied the rubber band around the end of my hair I started the long walk down the stairs to the kitchen to get breakfast. While I was eating I grabed my laptop and set up a skype call. After waiting for a few minutes they finally answered.

“Hello!” I said as I put down my spoon to talk to my parents.

“Hello Ira! How are you?" My parents asked from their hotel room in Paris.

My parents left a few weeks ago for a business trip to Paris and won't be back for several months. But thats ok, I'm used to it and its nice to have the house to myself and have alone time with Ava.

"I'm good... Hows Paris?" I asked while leaning over the white marble counter top.

"Its good, I think we may be bringing back a few friends when we return. Can you guess who?" My dad said happily.

"Who could they be... Wait...." I thought as I had the realisation of who they where talking about.

"No way" I said, my eyes wide and my blood pressure rising.

"Yes way!" My mom said laughing at my unbelief

Nixon and I had been friends for years. We met in kindergarten, but when he moved to Paris in 5th grade I was devistated. Till I met Grey during his freshmen in high school and my 9th year of homeschool.

"Seriously! Ugh! I cant believe it!" When will you be returning home?" I asked intently.

"Within the next month or two. So be prepared!"

"Oh I will! Well I got to go. Love you mom! Love you dad!"

"Love you two sweety!" They said as I closed my laptop.