That Summer Feeling [H.S.]

5. Gettin' Our Dreams

To say the house was beautiful was an understatement. The driveway itself was exquisite. The side of the house was curved for cars to park around. The walls of the outside were made out of wood and marble. There was a water stream along the curve of the driveway and plants growing big and small with bright colors. The entrance was a tall glass door, promising an entrance of beauty and wonders. It was already dark so we couldn't really see the view of the beach but the moonlight sparkled against the waves in a way we've never seen before.

As soon as we all snap out of shock, we jump out of the car, not even caring that we left all of our stuff inside with the doors wide open. This was a private property anyway. We all ran to the front door, jumping and cheering in excitement as Gigi hurried over in front of us with the keys in her hand.

"Welcome to heaven," she says with a smirk before opening the door wide open and turning on the lights one by one.

We all stood at the doorway with our jaws dropped down to the shiny, waxed wooden floor. We have never been so speechless and in awe as we were in this very moment. We all slowly step inside, afraid to touch anything because it was all sitting so perfectly.

There was a set of small stairs that at the end of this short and wide foyer that lead to the rest of the house. The first piece of furniture you can see was a long white dining table.