2 Home Sweet Home (1/2)
Within minutes, Will and his father finally arrived at their new home. The only true relief was no longer needing to be cramped in Jonathan's Pontiac. As Will got out of the car, he took a long stretch. 'I seriously hope he wasn't joking about this being the last move.' Will thought as he stretched his arms over his head. 'I don't know how many more of these car rides I can take.' Finally finished, he felt his muscles loosen up ever so slightly.
By looking at the house, Will could tell it wasn't just a fixer upper as he originally thought. This one was a two car garage house with a decent sized lawn. Whistling to himself at how much the price must have come out to, Will couldn't help but wonder how Jonathan was able to pay for it all. Taking his bag out of the car, he took one last look at the would be mansion. 'Home sweet home,' he thought sarcastically, knowing it was only a matter of time until he once again had to pack up his things.
As they went to the upstairs front door, Jonathan took a key from his pocket. ”The first time unlocking the door to our new home,” he said as he had practically all the other houses, ”Why don't you do it this time Will?”
Will shrugged at his fathers generosity. 'Oh boy,' He thought, 'What an honor!' Taking the key with a chuckle, he unlocked the door and opened it. Stepping inside, he took in the surroundings. The kitchen was directly in front of them attached to the dining room, which the table had already taken up residence. To the right was a living space with a half wall separator blocking the doorway into a hallway. To the left after the small hall was another hallway leading to the downstairs living space. With three doors in the hallway; one was in the middle of the hall, Will had to guess that was the master bedroom, another at the very end of the hall which was clearly a restroom, and one to the right which would be Jonathan's office.
”The downstairs is completely yours Will, though your room is already set up. If you want another room, we'll have help with the movers again tomorrow.” Jonathan said. To anyone else, this would seem like a very reasonable arrangement, but Will didn't care. Whichever room he took, he'd have to leave later anyway.
”I'm going to check out the room and also check out,” Will said with a nod to Jonathan, ”I'll see you tomorrow.” Yawning, Will set down the keys on the ledge of the half wall.
”Make sure to sleep in,” Jonathan said with a concerned look. ”It's been a long drive and I know we could both use the comp time.” Will waved him good night while he took the hallway leading to his sanctuary.
Taking the staircase leading downstairs, Will saw arrows on the wall with his name on them. He was used to the easy leading style set up by the movers after the first three times they moved. At the end of the stairs, a couch was a few paces away with an arrow for him to follow, each one bringing him closer to his room. 'I wish they would stop with the signs,' He thought to himself, 'I'm pretty sure I know how to find my own room, it's the only one with stuff in it.' Will rolled his eyes as he took the hallway leading to his room.
Arriving at the door after following the ridiculous arrows, Will found a welcome home sign with balloons around the door. Not bothering to take them off, he opened the door, showing him the exact bedroom layout as he had the last place. A bed in the corner, a desk and chair with a laptop already plugged in, a television at the foot of the bed on its own entertainment center, and a closet which all of his clothes had already been unpacked and hung up. Even his shoes were in the same order in which he left them lined up on the floor in the closet.
With a sigh, Will took the only unused hanger and put his favorite leather jacket in the closet. Not caring about the rest of his clothes he launched himself onto his bed. Finding the remote for the television under his pillow where he always left it he turned on the news. 'If I'm going to live here, I should at least know some current events,' he thought as the generic hot girl appeared on the screen.
Though the girl in Will's opinion was indeed picture perfect, it wasn't what grabbed his attention. As of now, the reporter was at the scene of a huge house fire. Looking at the street at the bottom of the screen, he remembered it from the ones he had been counting on his way to the new house. The house was only a few blocks away from him now. He went to the window and looked out, sure enough he could see the orange glow where the fire was located.
”At this time we can only speculate how this fire was started.” Will heard the reporter say. ”The fire department on scene has told us that a gas leak is out of the question due to the gas having been shut off just days ago.” Will couldn't take his eyes away from the blaze on the screen. 'What else could it have been if not a gas leak?' he thought as he watched the fire department hook up the hose to the truck.
Pumping gallons after gallons of water onto the burning house, it seemed as though nothing could stop the fire. Will watched three minutes of them constantly trying to fend off the flames. At the time, the firemen seemed to be at a loss as they saw any effort they put into fighting the fire wasn't doing anything.