Aylin
Planetoid
- Joined
- Feb 22, 2013
A soft groan could be heard from the back seat of the families pick up truck, it had been a long trip and Anastasia was just about done with all the traveling. It had taken days with flying and driving to get to their new home of, California. Her eyes fluttered open as she felt a soft tapping on her leg and her dark brown eyes glanced over towards her mother who was smiling softly. "Wake up, we're pulling in." She spoke softly and Ana yawned, stretching her arms up above her head as she rolled down her window to look down the long street of their new neighborhood. It was a nice neighborhood - no doubt. The house that they had bought was just as big as the other houses surrounding them. Two stories, five bedrooms and four bathrooms. A large kitchen and living room
Ana was able to have one of the multiple Master Bedrooms along with her own bathroom. Though she breathed in at the sight of the house and she bit her bottom lip, it was a beautiful Victorian style house. A large back yard and a pool that had been built into the ground. Though she grunted as they came to a stop and the truck's engine died as her father shut the truck off. "We're home." He smiled and climbed out of the truck and approached the front door of their house with her mother.
Ana watched for a moment before she finally opened the back door, sliding out as she landed on her two feet. Her arms slowly reached up above her head, stretching slowly as her back arched Shutting the door behind her she opened up the tailgate of the truck. Ana was a beautiful girl, young at 18 years of age. Her hair a dark red, which hung down to her shoulder blades and slightly curled. Adorned upon her body was a light fitting white button up shirt which clung to her toned torso, her perky but round breasts strained against the fabric. Upon her hips were a pair of dark blue jeans which accentuated her hips down to her calves. Her black boots which rose up to her knees clicked upon the driveway as she began to slowly set their bags down by the garage door.
Glancing around she took in the sight of the new city they were in, it was much different than where she use to live back in Russia. Though she glanced back down to her feet for a moment as her parents came back outside as they began to slowly unload the truck, bag by bag before reaching the trailer hitched to the back.
Ana was able to have one of the multiple Master Bedrooms along with her own bathroom. Though she breathed in at the sight of the house and she bit her bottom lip, it was a beautiful Victorian style house. A large back yard and a pool that had been built into the ground. Though she grunted as they came to a stop and the truck's engine died as her father shut the truck off. "We're home." He smiled and climbed out of the truck and approached the front door of their house with her mother.
Ana watched for a moment before she finally opened the back door, sliding out as she landed on her two feet. Her arms slowly reached up above her head, stretching slowly as her back arched Shutting the door behind her she opened up the tailgate of the truck. Ana was a beautiful girl, young at 18 years of age. Her hair a dark red, which hung down to her shoulder blades and slightly curled. Adorned upon her body was a light fitting white button up shirt which clung to her toned torso, her perky but round breasts strained against the fabric. Upon her hips were a pair of dark blue jeans which accentuated her hips down to her calves. Her black boots which rose up to her knees clicked upon the driveway as she began to slowly set their bags down by the garage door.
Glancing around she took in the sight of the new city they were in, it was much different than where she use to live back in Russia. Though she glanced back down to her feet for a moment as her parents came back outside as they began to slowly unload the truck, bag by bag before reaching the trailer hitched to the back.