The early evening was bringing a dark purple tinge to the world as the sleek, expensive looking car pulled up in front of the small house. A big sign was posted out the front, with ‘for sale’ slapped on it in big red letters. Steeping out of the car, a man with short cropped brown hair and hazel eyes moved to the back seat and opened the door for an older man. To say he was old would be an exaggeration. He was in his mid forties but had aged very well, his blonde hair still full and luscious and his light blue eyes bright and intelligent.

He smiled gently at the other man and made his way towards the house, knocking softly on the door and smiling warmly at the small girl who eventually appeared in front of him. “Ready to go, my dear?” He reached out and took the bag she was holding and taking it over to the car for her. Once again the brown haired man stood by the door, holding it open for her. Once she was inside he moved to open the door for Mr. Donovan, but he simply waved him off, as he was already half way in the car.

Sitting inside the car drove off, quickly leaving the small suburb behind and heading out to the richer part of town. James smiled fondly at the old neighbourhood. He had enjoyed living here those few short years, watching the boys grow up in a more normal environment. But now they were out of school and deeply in the public eye, a more private venue was required. He wish he knew what to say, but honestly had no idea how to console the girl beside him. What do you say to someone who has just lost their family? Who’s whole world is being turned upside down?

There was nothing you could say. If she wanted to talk, she would. And he would listen, and offer what advice he could if she asked for it. The ride was short and the car was soon pulling up to the gates to the mansion. The building itself was extensive, more than enough room for her to stay. In no time at all they had stopped in front of the house and James turned once more to Rose. “I do hope you’ll make yourself at home here, and feel like you can treat us as you would your own family.” He spoke softly as the brown haired man from before opened the door for her once more.

Rose Tyler looked out her bedroom window, watching the sunset in her little house for the last time. She let out an audible sigh and turned to the small number of things she had left compared to what her family had had before, knowing the bank had a right to the stuff they owned since her family had taken out loans to get it out, but it just didn't seem fair that they could do such a thing to her in her time of need. She looked over her stuff, making sure she had everything before she left; She had her change of clothes that she had been using for quite some time, her pajamas that were very big on her and could be considered just a tank top and sweats, a pair of sneakers, some socks, and a picture of her and her parents that they took just days before the accident.

Rose shut her eyes and let a tear roll down her cheek, just a single one but no others. She remembered the day that Mr. Donovan had come to their house just a day after her parents death, to find that there was a giant moving truck out front taking everything out of the house and leaving only the items she had now behind. Rose was trying to get the movers to stop, but they didn't seem to do anything or say anything to her no matter if she screamed or not. Mr. Donovan had taken her into the house and told her he was sorry for their lose, and that he knew all about her million dollar debt and her now deteriorating life. He then offered her his own house to stay in with his family, and to pay off her debt as well. All she could think of doing was thanking him and agreeing to his offer, and after that he left.

Rose heard a soft knock on her door, meaning that her time had come to leave this house behind and start a new life with Mr. Donovan and her old friends. She picked up her stuff and put it in her book bag, walking down the stairs and opening the door to see Mr. Donovan and his big car waiting. She nodded her head as he asked if she was ready to go, getting into the car silently and not saying a word the whole entire time. When they got to the Donovan's house she got out after the brown haired man let her out, quietly going into the house before her bottom jaw dropped a little in shock. The place was amazing and seemed so big to her, although she was naturally a little shorter than everyone else. She started to wander around the place, and of course, not watching where she was going, and accidentally bumped into someone while walking past the recording studio.

Rose fell onto her butt, her auburn hair falling in her face which she slowly pulled out of the way. Her eyes slowly met Julian Donovan's, her cheeks burning red as she remembered their elementary days where they used to play house with Toya. Toya was the dog, Julian was the father, and Rose had always been the wife. But during their last year together before Julian went into middle school he kissed her while they were playing house, which he had been her first kiss. "I-I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going! Please forgive me!" She said and bowed her head, praying that he wouldn't be upset with her.