The house was large, larger then she first imagined when she stepped out of her old ford pick up truck, it simply was a house for a huge family. They should have moved in years ago so they could all fit in here with her parents and her older three siblings. This would have been the place to be, not the crummy two story house to fit the seven of them and two dogs. Too bad, this would have been pretty interesting years ago. The outside was a bit run down and some of the flowers were overgrowing in the front area. Benjamin and her were going to have a lot of work to do in the next couple of weeks. He mentioned to her about how their parents would be coming in soon to see the place once they got everything settled in. That just brought a shiver down her spine as she hasn't talked to her parents in awhile about everything. They always liked to make sure that she was okay but she just wanted to be left alone. Once she left her family, she wasn't really planning on talking to them for awhile. Gwen was happy to see her brother today though. She was closer to him then her other siblings. All of them were married with babies on the way and they all had lives of their own. Ben was soon getting ready to do the same thing and that made her mad. She didn't really care for his fiancée because she just wasn't too great of a person, and maybe she could only see that. Now it almost seems to be out now that the girl left and moved on. At least that's what she heard from a voice mail that her mom sent her. 

Gwen was off in her mind when she was ducking in and out of the different rooms on the main floor. She would casually stop to stare at things Ben already would put away and would have a memory from the little things hanging around. An old picture of the family at Lake Michigan, she was only about five years old and had the cheesiest look on her face and Ben was standing next to her with an ice cream cone straight up in the air. Her older siblings just hung in the back with their arms around each other as they laughed at Ben and her. "God.. I can't believe he still has this picture." She said to herself, glancing up at the sound of movers walking threw the hallway, before going back to pick up the picture. Her parents must have given it to him she concluded to herself. It was just weird for her to be seeing it again, as she didn't have a lot of pictures from when they were all kids. When she moved out, she didn't take a lot of stuff. She just spontaneously left two weeks later after she graduated high school to come to California. Shaking her head, she remembered how mad her parents were when they came home to see her gone. That just put a frown on her face when she when to go place it down back where he had it, though a sudden sound frightened her causing her to drop it. 

Whipping around as a gasp escaped her just as the picture came crashing to the floor, the sound of glass crushing underneath it. "I.. Uh.." Gwen looked up at the man standing in the doorway and at first, she was a little shocked to see such an attractive man. She just froze looking at him before she stepped forward to shake his hand when she felt a piece of glass crunch under her shoes. "Oh Ben is going to kill me..." She frowned, dropping to the ground to flip the picture over. She stared for a moment at the glass on the ground. She didn't really want to cut herself when trying to pick it up. "I'm sorry I kind of freaked out. I'm Gwendolyn Elizabeth Davis. But just call me Gwen." She said, a light laugh escaping her at her long ridiculous name. "Could you help me? Sorry, I just don't need my brother running in and seeing this mess." She laughed a little more, not realizing she was doing it because he was cute. It's how she always was around cute guys. 

Looking at the picture, she started to just place the pieces of glass on top of the photo so she could place it into the trash and not have it in her hands. She just continued to try picking up the pieces lightly, already cutting her finger. "Damn.." She muttered, bring her finger to her mouth as she placed the picture on the ground and used her other hand to pick up the pieces. She was able to get some of the pieces but some were so small for her to grab. She needed a bandaid to put on her finger. 

When Gwen tried to get her finger to stop bleeding and to try to get this stranger to keep talking to her, Benjamin was off in his car trying to look for some CDs to play in the house while trying to clean. He liked being able to jam so he could actually do stuff. And he didn't really want to get into a fight with his sister. The last time he saw her, he got into an argument about Jess. Gwen complained that she was cheating on him and just wanted to bring him down. He yelled at her and about a week later she left for California. It bothered him a lot as they haven't talked since then. And all they could do today was hug each other. Their relationship was strained, they both could tell. But he didn't need any crap from her about Jess leaving him. So he continued digging for something to listen to. AC/DC, Frank Sinatra, Journey, The Rolling Stones, The Doors, The Beatles. That's all he pulled out as he doesn't know what he wants to listen to right now. He needed the movers to leave first but they seemed like they will be heading out pretty soon. 

Grabbing the CDs in hand, he shut the door of his jeep and locked it all up before coining around the side to get back inside. Hearing a voice from the gate, he looked up to see quite a beautiful girl standing there staring at him. He could feel his mouth open slightly at what she was doing here by talking to a guy like him. "Why hello there." Benjamin smiled anyways as he pushed up his glasses on his face as a light blush covered his cheeks. "You were wondering Huh? Well I bought it, so you don't have to worry about it anymore, sweetheart." He smiled, flirting when he shouldn't be. He could feel his smile flatten quick at that thought as he cleared his throat and walked over to her. "Its nice to meet you. I'm Benjamin. You can call me Ben if you like otherwise I like my whole name." He shrugged, placing his hand out in front of him for her to shake as he shifted his CDs over into the other arm. 

"So what's your name? And how long have you been living around here?" He asked, wondering about her already. She was really pretty and she seemed interesting so far. He wanted to meet the neighbors and they seemed pretty friendly around her. Everybody waved at him when he came out to grab stuff. Though many gave him some dirty looks, he didn't really understand why since he didn't know the history of the house. He didn't even think anything was wrong with the place. His parents just told him it foreclosed, that's all. Looking at her, that blush was yet again clear on his face making him have to look away from her as he moved into the compounds of the house.