"If you can't see, that's my house up the street," I murmured with a nervous chuckle. I wasn't ashamed of my family, I never would be—not even if the President said they were a disgrace I would still love them. It's just…they are a tad much. I mean, c'mon. I come from a family of ten, and my parents are young parents…and their influence was extremely strong on all of us. Most of my brothers had steady girlfriend whom were completely whipped while my two eldest both had children. Demetri and Adyn—fraternal twins, and the oldest of us all—are much alike, though they handle things differently. Demetri would rather get physical, whereas Adyn would rather talk it out (more like yell). Demetri's daughter, is my God-daughter and is beyond adorable (of course she is, she's related to me) and his other baby is on the way. We're pretty sure it's a girl, and he had decided to name all of his kids after jewels and gems. The first one is Garnett and the next one on the way is soon to be named Emerald. Adyn's first child is—go figure—a girl as well. Her name is Wynter, and his next child [also soon on the way, closer than Demetri's second] will be hopefully named Pyre.
And that's only the first pair of twins.
The next set, are the triplets: Jayce, Elijah, and Cloud. They don't have any kids—yet. I have a feeling they would break the news on us in about a week or so. They each have a thing for music. Elijah's voice makes the Angels weep, Jayce is good with mixing songs, while Cloud can play almost every instrument.
The second set consists of Luan, Lukas, and Remy—the three of the four who go to school with me. Luan and Lukas are heartbreakers, though they are soon to fall in love. It's the 'Ruiz Curse', or so my mother said. Usually around the third or fourth year of high school each of the Ruiz boys have fallen for a girl so hard that they would do anything for. Even take a bullet—which my father did (another different story entirely).
Then there's Drayke, the youngest of the boys though he makes sure to let everyone know his name. He is out-going, loving, and the one closest to me (which means a lot). He paints, like some of us do as well, and is probably the most fun-loving one out of all of us.
And last but not least…me. I write, sing, and dance a bit here and there. I am my mother's child, being quiet is a rarity for the both of us, and we are there to help the people we love the most wherever, whenever. And also, we fall for men we both usually can't have. (Again, another different story)
"You can just pull up," I murmured as I noticed Garnett running around in the front porch with a bubble-maker in her hand as Demetri ran after her with a smile on his lips. His fiancé was watching from the front porch, a hand on top of her growing baby bump. Wynter was playing with chalk on the driveway, drawing a stick-figure of a posing Remy in front of her. The scene was something I was used to.
