Hello people, I am glad you are here to hear my story,I mean who takes out their precious time to read such a shitty story........people like you of course!!

So welcome, welcome to the(Very far from) grand kingdom of Summer Rain Puddles. No that's not the description of the weather..... It's my name you see. Summer Rain. My mom named me summer cause of obvious reason. Yes you can guess it......Because I was born in cold December-y Storm in winter. And about my middle name I guess she said something like amazing night---in the car--fun--and you came....or something like that. Although I never understood a bit of it. So I lived with my Mom and my dear beloved dog Jason who somewhat looked like a wolf and I'm 9.999% sure I can see a hint of Jacob in him. And I remember seeing a little girl wondering here and there which I assume happens to be my sister. Geez don't blame me,anyone can get confuse if they have a extremely big, a grand 4 story house like me,bwith indoor and outdoor pool with a private beach and a big parking to park our 99 cars properly. I know it's nothing grand or Royal. As for my dad,I never get to see him. Mom never tells who is our dad so I guess he is some loner wondering on the street like a hobo.

On a Sunday morning when I was just passing time watching a typical vampire show (let me tell you, it sucks more than anything in this world but yeah people still love it anyway. PS- including me.) Mom showed up in my room.  As she saw me laying in my king size bed she definitely looked puzzled. She came to me and asked in her sweet honey like voice,

"Who are you? And what do you want? Get out or I'll call the police."

What a sweet morning greeting. I loved her 0.0000000001 % more. Having a mom suffering from mild short term memory loss is definitely not a delightful thing in the world. At least she didn't throw some flower pots at me. I smiled and waved saying,

"hey mum,it's me summer." Nope,no reaction.

" You know your daughter." Blank space ah I mean blank expression.(I knew I should stop listening to her songs.) "You know the one you almost sold to an Egyptian woman in exchange of a Palm tree?" And that rings a bell.She sighs and comes forward to embrace me in a hug,

"oh....my dear,uhhh...my dear....."

" It's Summer, mom" I remind her of my name.

"Yeah, right I'm so sorry. You know this problem is getting out of my hand."

"It's OK mom.I know but it'll be alright." And I hug her back. It's pretty hard that I have to remind her of my existence sometimes ( After every 9 min to be exact) with the most embarrassing memory of her selling me to this famous Egyptian actress who was apparently wanted me so badly to be hers so she could me a movie star, in return of a fucking Palm tree. And of course mom agreed happily to that as she thought she was getting rid of a little doll who speaks and do all other stuff.( I was 2 OK Don't blame me I looked small.) But I don't know how but I am still alive and here at my house. Don't even ask how. Other than that she was OK.

"yeah honey, I'm sorry and come downstairs for breakfast." I'm glad it's going to a normal day.

"What was your name again?" And I sigh.

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After mom's visit, I rushed back to my bathroom where I found Anabel getting ready my not so precious 24 sq.feet bath tub ready with soothing hot water and some bubbles and something smelling so tempting that I wanted to drink whole water,which ended me with a tape on my mouth by Anabel.(later I discovered it was vanilla extract.) Later my personal make up artist and hair stylist did their job well. I hated having them working for me I mean like who needs a make up artist, a hair stylist, a personal assistant, a personal chef and 200 Butlers to work under them? not me.

When I reached kitchen it was almost 9 PM.When I entered kitchen my personal chef was already asleep on the chair so I had to wake him up gently. (If throwing a saucepan at his head counts.) So he woke up and started making some dinner for me when  mom came.

" oh honey, you are late.what happened?" She asked.

And that made me think of the previous events. After doing my makeup and all that stuff, I took elevator to come downstairs, and after taking infinite stairs and turns I decided to call it off and admit that I'm officially lost in my own freaking home.(Bad perks of having big house- You get easily lost. I remember playing hide and seek with my only childhood friend I had, Kimmy Chang and all I know is she is still missing.Gotta admit the girl can play really well.)

So as I was resting on a couch nearby window,enjoying my Coke from the floor's fridge I heard rustling.I looked everywhere but there was no one.I heard a giggle. OK now that was some serious shit. I wanted to scream but I was to busy drinking my Coke so decided to just ignore it. And then I saw a girl standing in the shadow, her black hair flying everywhere. She defiantly looked like that ghost girl form The Ring. After looking for a defense weapon, from the rack full of guns, knives and some grenades I decided the only thing I had was the now empty bottle of coke.I grabbed it with my dear life. The girl started moving towards me and I threw the bottle at her and totally nailed it.It hit her right on her neck and she started cursing, stepped forward in light and I saw her face. What??is that Kimmy Chang?? Oh no!! So before I start running to nearest airport she said,

"Are you lost again??"

"Umm yes and no.But who are you and let me tell you it wasn't my turn to seek so yeah that's it." I said in one breath.

"I don't know what are you talking about. But now that we've met lemme introduce you myself, I'm Karina Maria Sophia Puddles. Aka your little sister."

"What??I knew I had one sister but didn't know it was you.Anyways my baby sis I'm glad you are here.Now let me hug you tight and tell you how much I love you and how much I've missed you. Good lord thank you so much for the precious gift." And I shed beautiful tears.

"Stop overreacting, you didn't even know me." She said."I can take you back but one promise. "

"What??"

"You are going to help me in my next underworld mission." Add evil laugh please.

So after recalling previous events and thinking for a good 47 years I give a very solid and helpful answer to my mom.

"Nothing"

As we are eating our very ordinary five course meal,

"Mom I met Karina today. She is nice kid." I say.

My mom spills the soup all over me and says  tearfully,

"I haven't seen her in years!where is she? Is she OK?oh my lord I need to find her.The poor thing, are her paws OK?"

And I face palm.

A/n

More chapters on their way. There will be probably 5 chapters I guess.

Mugdha 😎