This is just another side story. This like my other stories has more to it then meets the eyes. If i wanted to i could really get into this and make it a very long book. But anways, this is just a very short breif look into it. Let me know what you think. Any and all advice is welcome as usual. Thanks! Love Moi!
It was an amazing 'cabin' as they called it. Well actually, if you asked her she thought it was more like a mansion. It was nearly four cabins high and ten cabins wide. Built all out of wood it had this peace and calm to it and it smelled wonderful. She loved it there immediatly. And while her two younger brothers enjoyed exploring the outdoors she enjoyed staying inside. Infact she'd found a favorite spot. While everyone was out she would climb up the wall like a monkey and there was this one window with just enough room for her to sit next to it. She loved curling up there with a nice warm blanket and hot cocoa and getting lost in stories on her notebook while peeking outdoors everyone once in a while. It was so beautiful outside. Yet she knew she could never go out there. It wouldn't be right. Not if they couldn't be enjoying it. No, she just couldn't if they couldn't.
Today was the thirteenth day that seventeen year old Vivian and her two younger brothers had come to live with their uncle and aunt Monroe who just happened to be filthy rich and were living in the 'cabin' on the mountain for the summer.
It was noon exactly and everyone was out. That was...everyone except Vivian. Her Aunt and Uncle had gone out to ski the slopes. Her brothers had gone out exploring in the woods. And that left her once again to climb up to the window. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep. She was so warm and comfortable that it just happened. She'd meant to rest her eyes and instead fell sleep.
She jerked awake at the sound of something. She looked around and realized that a young man was in the cabin. He looked to be maybe in his early to mid twenties and was very handsome. He was going through some papers on the table.
"Hey!" She called down. "What do you think you are doing?"
He jumped and looked up. Then he sighed, "You must be Vivian right?"
Vivian scrunched up her face in confusion. "How do you know who i am?"
"I work here at the ski slopes every summer. My Dad owns it. And your Uncle and Aunt and my Dad are all very good friends. Well anyways...they needed me to come and get some paperwork for them. They are considering putting some stock into our company."
"Who are you?"
"Oh sorry, the name is Mike...." he grinned kindly up at her.
She bit her lip and then carefuly climbed down to the floor.
"What were you doing up there?" He asked her, amused.
