Crash into me

Crash into me Part 1

One evening in late August, Lauren Jauregui walked down the stairs into her living room where she found her parents sitting at the kitchen island, drinking coffee and discussing plans for the upcoming remodel of their house.

"Hey, Laur" Mr.Jauregui said. "You ready for your first day of your senior year tomorrow?"

"As ready as I'm going to get."

"Did you finish all of your summer assignments?"

"Please, dad. I finished everything a month ago."

"That's my girl." Mr. Jauregui smiled. "Since you've got time, come over here, your mother and I could use your opinion."

"What do you need my opinion on?" Lauren asked as she walked over to the kitchen counter and poured herself a cup of coffee.

"We're going over the plans for our kitchen remodel. The architect needs to know what material to order for our counter tops."

Lauren picked up her coffee cup and walked over to the kitchen island, looking over her father's shoulder at multiple counter top samples.

"We've narrowed it down to three..." Mrs. Jauregui said. "I like these two granite samples. The blue pearl and the galaxy black." She pointed to a pair of side by side sample squares. "But your father likes this black and white Italian marble."

"I like all three of them...but I think I'd go with the marble. It's pretty classic." Lauren said, raising her coffee mug to her lips. "I don't even know why you need to remodel the kitchen anyway; I think its fine the way it is."

"I just think it's time for a change." Michael said.

"You're a terrible liar." Lauren countered. "The neighbors just redid their kitchen, so naturally you have to try to one up them by redoing our kitchen and putting an addition onto the house."

"The addition is necessary." Michael replied. "With your sister moving back home with her fiancé, we could really use the extra space."

The Jaureguis ' hadn't stopped bragging since Taylor became engaged. Her fiancé, Christian, was everything that Clara and Michael Jauregui had wanted for their daughter. He was a Handsome, young British medical student, who had just been accepted into a residency program at the New york community hospital. Lauren rather liked Bradtian, he had always been nothing but kind to her. She often wondered what such a seemingly nice guy could ever possibly see in her stuck-up, condescending older sister.

"I don't understand why Taylor needs to move back here. Why can't she get her own house?" Lauren complained.

"You're eighteen years old now, Lauren. When is this feud between you and your sister going to end?" Clara asked.

"When Taylor stops being a bitch." Lauren stated, matter-of-factly. "But I don't see that happening any time soon."

"We figured you wouldn't exactly be thrilled about your sister moving back home."Michael said. "That's why your mother and I have decided that it would be best for everyone if Taylor and Brad move into the barn."

"What! You promised me the barn! You said that if I did the summer internship with the mayor, took all AP summer classes at U Penn and kept straight A's, I could move into the barn for senior year. I did all of the designing and decorating, I worked all summer on the barn. Why should Taylor get to move in? It's not fair."

"Lauren, I know you're upset, but Taylor brought up some good points." Clara said. "She and Brad need their own space."

"We had a deal. This is bull. You guys always give Taylor whatever she wants. You know you have two daughters, don't you?"