Mrs. Turner glanced once more at the teenage girl sitting behind her. "You'll love them!" She squealed. Emma could hardly hear the woman over her iPod's headphones. She turned the volume all the way down as the car pulled into a driveway. Two adults were racing out of the house to greet them.

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Bruno" Mrs. Turner said, getting out of the vehicle. "It's so nice to see you again" Mrs. Bruno smiled, shaking Mrs. Turner's hand.

"Well, it's nice to see you to" She said. "And thanks again for this opportunity."

Mrs. Turner nodded her head. "Emma, come out and meet the Brunos!"

Emma sighed, rolling her headphones over her iPod. She placed into the small bag, and slung it over her shoulder. She got out of the vehicle and slowly approached the happy group.

"Hi" She said, in a little bit of a whisper.

"Hi, Emma" Mr. Bruno said. "My name is Jack and this is Alex" Emma nodded her head, letting the awkward feeling sink in.

"Well, I'd love to stay" Mrs. Turner's voice rang, as she moved closer to the vehicle. "But I have dinner reservations at seven. Emma, dear, call me once your settled"

Emma glared at Mrs. Turner's vehicle as it drove out of the drive way. She was glad to get away out of that house, but who knew how long it'd be till she was back in another one.

"So Emma" Alex said. "Why don't we take your stuff up to your room, and get you settled" Jack picked up the small suitcase on the ground.

"Is that all?" He asked, looking around. Emma shrugged, brushing a strand of blonde hair out of her face. They led her into the house, and upstairs to a small room.

It wreaked of freshly paint, but other than that it was fine. Emma kept a blank expression as Jack laid her suitcase on the bed, and then left the room. Once the door was shut, Emma's face held a huge grin to it.

Emma leapt on to the bed, enjoying the fact that for once she had her own room. She laughed, as her hair fell in front of her face. Her laugh was soon diminished by the reminder that this was only temporary, like all the other ones.

After a few hours of unpacking, She was called downstairs. Alex moved around the table, setting down plates full of pasta at three separate areas. "Hey, Em" Jack said as She sat down beside him.

"What you don't like nicknames?" He asked, noticing how she cringed.

"Not really" Emma muttered, tapping her fork against the spaghetti. Jack straightened up in his seat as Alex headed back towards the kitchen area to grab the desert.

"You know I was in foster care when I was your age" Jack told her.

"Yeah" Emma said. She leaned back in her chair. "I stayed at one of previous foster families when I was younger. Your parents died in a car wreck, right?"

Jack hesitated a moment before nodding his head.

Alex came over towards the table a moment later, carrying a pecan pie. Her foot slipped a bit, upon stepping on the rug. A small piece of the pie landed on Emma's shoulder. "Oh, I'm sorry"

"It doesn't matter" Emma said. "Whatever—can I eat up in my room?"

Alex shared a look with Jack before nodding her head. "Sure"

"Yeah" Emma said, snatching up her plate and heading upstairs with it.

Emma was awakened bright and early by the buzzing of an alarm clock down the hallway. A few minutes later, the door slung wide open, and Alex stuck her head into the room.

"We have this book signing this today at Planet Hollywood. You want to come?" Alex asked. Emma shrugged her shoulders, hopping out of the bed.

Jack and Alex couldn't hide their excitement all morning. They kept grinning real big, and high fiving. Emma watched as they came skipping down the staircase. Rolling her eyes, She opened up the front door to be tackled by a huge brown dog.

"Oh, Jack!" Alex exclaimed. "I thought you had Junkyard up in the backyard"

"I thought you did" He replied.

"Oh, we're so sorry, Emma" Alex told her.

Emma tried to get up, as the dog kept licking her face. "It's just a dog." She pushed herself off of the ground. She scratched behind Junkyards ear, and turned to head out the front door.

Planet Hollywood was just like how it sounded. Everywhere you looked there was someone dressed up as Darth Vader or a celebrity from an upcoming super hero movie was doing a meet and greet. There were also the occasional "real" fans that were there to mock at the clowns in costumes and viewed lectures on the possibility of existing aliens.

Emma waited around the corner as Alex and Jack got up on a small stage. The area was packed with hundreds of people, gathered around to hear what they had to say. Halfway through their speeches, Emma wandered over towards a food stand. There was a couple in front of me, possibly my age. The boy was talking to his pouting girlfriend.

"I'm telling you, I didn't" he said to her. A small aura fell over Emma. The boy was lying as she knew it.

"He did" Emma whispered as the two grabbed their sodas, and walked away. She stepped up the counter and ordered a small lemonade. She looked back at the crowd; two guys in storm trooper costumes were fangirling as Jack spoke to them. Alex turned towards her, calling her over. Rolling her eyes, Emma sipped her lemonade, and then rushed right over.

A member of Security pushed away a few people, making a for a very narrow area for the group to squeeze. Outside they were greeted by another crowd of people, begging for autographs. A chauffer pulled up a red mustang.

Alex laughed, feeling her purse vibrant. At first she thought it was her phone, but then a strange beeping sound starting to go off. She dug deep into her purse to pull out a device that was barely the size of her hand. She shared a strange look with Jack whose face was forming a full out grin.

"Hey, Emma, you wouldn't mind if I hailed a taxi to take you back to the house would you?" He asked, that grin still on his face.

"Whatever" Emma said, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. She pulled out her ipod, and placed her headphones in the second she was in the taxi cab. The cab driver was nice enough-he didn't pester her about anything, and mainly told her to "have a nice day" after dropping her off at the Bruno's place.

The dog from earlier, Junkyard, she think they called it, came running towards her. This time the dog didn't tackle her, but instead came to her feet, hoping for her to scratch behind his ear again. They had given her one of the spare keys before literally shoving her into the cab. She took it out of her bag, and used it to unlock the door.

Upon entering the scent from Alex's pumpkin plug swept over her. The scent made Emma gag a bit. "Ugh, I hate pumpkin" She muttered. Junkyard, however, seemed to love the scent, heading straight for the plugin.

Emma fell on to the couch, picking up the remote. She clicked on the tv as Junkyard hopped up beside her.

Jack and Alex were ecstatic when they arrived in the middle of the desert. There they met their friends, Seth and Sara. When they came to the house, Jack opened up the door to hear Patrick Star's voice booming throughout the house.

"Is Mayonnaise an instrument?" Patrick Star said on the television.

"No, Mayonnaise isn't an instrument" Squidward's voice came on a second later. "No, Patrick, Horseradish isn't an instrument either…"

Emma looked up to see the four of them entering into the house. She quickly snatched up the remote and turned the volume way down.

"Emma" Alex said, speaking to her. "This is Seth and Sarah. They are umm, really good friends of this family and they'll be staying with us for a while."

Emma nodded her head, listening as Junkyward barked what she figured was a 'hello' to them.

"Hello" Sara said, giving her a small smile. Seth nodded his head, acknowledging her presence.

"Seth, Sara" Alex said, speaking to them. "This is Emma Charmen."

"yeah" Emma muttered. "I'm just here until the system finds me a new a home"

"The what?" Sarah asked.

Emma didn't answer her, instead sunk back into the couch.

"That's enough for introductions" Jack said, jingling his car keys. "Why don't we all head out for some dinner." He pointed towards the door and started heading that way.

"Shouldn't we tell her" Sara asked, as Jack tried to make a break for it.

"How about after dinner?" He suggested. The four each shared looks at each other as if debating whether or not to tell her. Emma didn't mind it, she was used to it.

"She might not believe us though" Alex said a moment later.

Emma straightened herself up in her seat. "Why don't you just tell me, and I'll decide for myself" They all four turned to her.

Sara moved first. "Emma Charmen, Please promise not to disclose this, but my brother and I are in fact, Aliens"

Emma laughed, jerking a little bit. "Yeah, and I'm from Narnia"

Jack and Alex casted worried glances as Sara sat down beside Emma. "You will have to tell me about Narnia, sometime"

"She's not kidding" Jack said. "They actually are aliens"

"Right" Emma muttered. "Why don't we just head out to eat or something?"

"Finally" Jack said, as the five headed out the door.

A/N: Thanks to all the reads for the first chapter of my new fanfic. I do not own Race to witch mountain, nor do I own Emma, as she is based as a younger version of another character. I haven't written a RTWM fic in a while, and this one really had been ringing in my mind, so thanks again to all the readers and if you don't mind, please review and tell me what you think about it so far. –Don'twannabetorn9