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You were sitting in your room, looking out the window while playing your favorite game, when suddenly your mother interrupted you.
-Honey, I need to talk to you. I've found a man I love very much, and you and I are moving into his house!
You were stunned
-What do you mean?! My friends are here, my school... and I'm just supposed to go to some unknown house in some unknown neighborhood??
-Oh, you'll definitely like it, it'll be a surprise.
You let out an irritated sigh but started packing. Two hours later, you and your mother were standing on the threshold of your apartment saying goodbye. You had lived there for 6 years and had grown very attached to it; it was very hard for you to say goodbye. You walked through the rooms, remembering how good it had been there, how many sleepovers, how many tears and how much happiness had filled the place, but your mother snapped you out of your memories
-Honey, let's go, the taxi is here.
You silently left the small, two-room apartment and walked down the stairs. A car was waiting for us outside, and we got in.
After an hour's drive, we pulled up to the house. Your eyes widened. It was a magnificent mansion
-Mom, holy crap, you didn't tell me he was rich!
Your mother giggled
-You'll also have a stepbrother; his name is Michael.
You rolled your eyes and got out of the car. Your mother's boyfriend, Mark, was greeting you. We entered the house, and you immediately ran into Michael
Michael looked at you, scanning you over
-Well, hello. What's your name, how old are you? We're going to be living together now, after all.