Why are you surprised?

Well shit, you thought to yourself, this really is happening!

Chloe giggled and pushed past you to get into the bathroom while you stood there stunned.

After a few minutes, you shuffled back towards your bedroom, still feeling a little shellshocked.

Once in your bedroom you opened your laptop and did a series of Google searches.

The President of United States? Yep, a black man. US Supreme Court? Seven black men, 2 black women. Richest man in America? Yep a black man. Richest man in the world? Some African dude. Black as coal. NBA teams? All black players. NFL teams? All black players. Hell, NHL??? Still all black players. Fucking Lacross? Oh ok, there’s still some white in there. Top 20 international athletes? The entire list was black!

“Holy shieeeettttt!” You said as you rubbed the back of your head in disbelief.

There was suddenly a knock on your door.

“Um… Yeah?” You called out.

“Dude, what are you doing? You’re missing breakfast,” another familiar voice called out behind your door. You recognize the voice as Brian, your white older brother.

You've spent too much time on research. You totally forgot that you have school today. “Oh shit, sorry, I’ll be right down!” You called out.

You quickly pulled on some clothes, grabbed your school backpack and raced down the stairs.

“Jesus, slow down big guy!” Dad said as he munched on eggs and toast, “You’ll break the stairs if you’re not careful.”

“Sorry, dad,” you said and sat down at the breakfast table with the whole family.

To say the Millers were a big family, would be an understatement. With the exception of you, who was adopted, your parents, Bill and Sara Miller, had 11 children in total. Granted, it was in sets of quadruplets, triplets, and twins.

Your parents were very well off. Your dad, Bill, came from a rich family and works as an elite lawyer for his family’s firm. Your mom, Sara, is a successful and prestigious specialist doctor who works at a private hospital in your city. To house their big family, the Millers live in a mansion in the suburbs:

The eldest kids were the triplets, Elizabeth, Veronica, and Nicole. They just turned 21 this year. Next were the twins Brian and Timothy who were 20 years old. After that came Chloe and Emily who were identical twins and who, like you, were 18 years old. Finally the quadruplets Ashley, Lindsey, Haley, and Kayley were 16 this year.

To say the Millers were a beautiful family would also be an understatement. Everyone was drop dead gorgeous, looking like they walked out of a fashion catalog. Your father, Bill had dark brown hair while your mother had the distinct vanilla blonde hair that all your sisters shared. Your brothers inherited their darker locks from your father.

Your parents Bill and Sara, both hit 40 this year, but they were the epitome of the saying ‘age is just a number.’ Both your parents don’t even look past their late twenties. Your mother in particular could easily pass as a college student if she dressed accordingly. All of your sisters takes after your mother and inherited her devastating good looks and boner-inducing feminine curves.

But you didn’t have time to appreciate your family’s good looks this morning. You quickly wolfed down some pancakes and sausages and raced out the door to catch the bus to school with your white siblings.