Authors Note: This will be my first ever fanfiction for any kind of forum and I am excited to see how it goes. Please be nice as this is my first shot. I will be posting every Monday night at around 8:30pm (Melbourne, Australia time) and will try my hardest never to miss my deadline.

My story is a bit different to how the show goes. Callie isn't as openly rude when she first meets the family but she still has the attitude that we have all come to know and love.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own any of the rights to this story, but all plots and new characters are my own.

Chapter One: The First Moment.

Callie's POV

It was my first minute out of juvie and I had no idea where they were going to send me, it definitely wouldn't be back to Jude, my precious baby brother. Not after what I'd done at the last foster home. I'd never be welcome back there. I walk a little further and see Bill standing by his car talking to a lady with tanned skin and curly hair, he sees me and come over and say

"Callie, I'm glad you're out. This is Lena you will be going to stay with her for a while."

I knew it wouldn't last. The foster houses never do. I haven't had a good foster home in a long time, ever since the incident with Liam. Lena came over and introduced herself to me. I stayed quiet and had a smug look on my face. After 7 years in the system I know not to get close to the parents or children, because it never lasts.

We head over to Lena's house, she lives about an hour away from the juvie and she talks the whole time. I am only partially listening, but I hear her say that she and her partner have 3 other kids all around my age.

We pull into a suburban street, and when we pull up to a beautiful two storey house, it is all wood panelled and has a porch on the front and trees all in the front yard. I see a swing on the porch and imagine that I will spend most of my nights that I am here sitting there, so not to make a bond with the others in the house. Lena grabs my bag from the boot and I follow her into the house. When we enter, I can feel that a close family lives here, there are family photos everywhere and the place feels warm. My house with my real family felt like this that was before my mum died and dad went to jail.

Lena put my bag in the den and told me that would be where I would sleep for the time I was here, even she knows I won't be here long I thought. It is about 2:30 and she says that everyone will be home soon, she offers me something to eat and drink, I only accept so that we have something to do, and so she stops asking questions about my life that I'm not going to answer.

We are eating our lunch when the door opens, I hear 4 voices all talking at once.

"…but its Jesus's night" "Mariana stop complaining, you know why you have to do them tonight" "Mum's got you there Mari" "Humph this is so stupid."

After the last sentence was said I heard someone stomp up the stairs followed by the sound of a slamming door. There were footsteps coming into the kitchen towards Lena and I. Lena got up to greet the new members of the room. I looked up from my lunch to see 3 shocked faces. Did they not know I was coming? It was silent for what felt like hours, until Lena spoke up.

"Guys, this is Callie, she is going to be staying with us for a while, and going to school with you kids."

The faces didn't changed they still looked like they had just seen a ghost. Lena decided that she should introduce them to me.

"Callie this is Jesus" she pointed to a tan boy around 15 with brown hair and eyes. His response was to nod and grunt something that I couldn't here.

She then pointed to a lady with blond hair, who was wearing a police uniform. "This is Stef, my partner and hopefully one day wife." She had a massive smile on her face as she said this, and I could feel the love between the two women who would be my temporary mums. I had never been put into a same sex couples house before. All their children must be foster children that they have adopted.

Finally she pointed to a tall guy who looked to be 16 or 17, he had curly brown hair that framed his handsome face, his eyes were striking and they were looking right into mine. "Finally Callie this is Brandon, he is the same age as you and will help you around school tomorrow. The one who stomped up the stairs went she entered was Mariana, she is Jesus's twin sister."

I had to ask if the kids were all adopted, because Brandon had the same eyes as Stef and I was confused. "Are all your kids adopted?" I asked cautiously to no one in particular. "Jesus and Mariana are, but Brandon is my biological son from my previous marriage, but he is just as much Lena's son as he is mine." Stef replied to my question.

The silence returned and I asked if I could go out the front as this was a lot of new stuff to take in, Lena and Stef smiled and told that I didn't have to ask and I could do whatever I wanted but just not to walk to far away. I went out the front and sat on the porch swing and released a breath I didn't realise that I was holding. I sat out there and was just thinking about how I was going to get Jude out of the house, he was all alone there and I needed a plan to get him out. I sat there thinking and I found myself thinking about Brandon, nothing could happen between us, but I could still look. It started to get dark and Stef stuck her head out the door and told me dinner was ready.

I walked inside to find the family sitting around the island in the kitchen. I noticed that there was a new face that must have been Marina sitting at the island, she looked a lot like Jesus and I could definitely tell they were twins. I came and sat down next to Brandon as it was the only spot free and was made up for a person.

"Mari, this is Callie she is going to be staying with us for a while. She is the same age as Brandon." Lena introduced me. Mariana looked me up and down and smirked at me, I don't think she likes me, must be used to been the only girl. We all ate dinner and it was amazing. Lena really was a good cook and went all out, there were rolls and chicken with vegetables and homemade gravy. It was the best meal I had, had in a long time.

When we finished eating, Mariana did the dishes as punishment for some unknown to be behaviour. I went upstairs to shower and prepare for bed, when I heard some of the most beautiful piano been played. It was coming from behind a closed door, that I assume belonged to Brandon, because Jesus was downstairs and Mariana had her name on the door. I lightly knocked and the music stopped, I heard a chair scrape along the hardwood floor followed by footsteps coming towards the door. It opened to reveal Brandon wear a pair of striped flannelette pyjama pants and singlet that said 'Anchor Beach Charter School' on it. He seemed surprised to see me, and I suddenly lost the function to put together a sentence. We stood staring at each other in silence for a while, if anyone had come and seen us they would have thought we were weird.

"Did you want something Callie?" Brandon politely asked. "I'm sorry, I just heard you playing and I wanted to tell you that it was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard." I could have sworn that I saw him blush at my comment, but I wasn't sure. "Thanks, do you play?" he asked as he opened his door wider and pointed to his keyboard. "No. I used to play guitar but I'm sure I've forgotten it all by now." He laughed and invited me into his room. I was hesitant after what happened with Liam. He noticed my hesitation and said "I'll keep the door open, don't worry" after that comment I slowly walked into his room and took in my surroundings. He had an unmade double bed, clothes thrown haphazardly around, and a desk with countless sheets of music on it and of course there was the keyboard.

I sat on the chair that was at his desk and he sat on his bed. "What was that you were playing?" "It's something that I wrote myself" "It was beautiful" I feel myself blush and duck my head as I say this. I hear Brandon mumble something that sounds like "you're beautiful" but I ignore it. "Will you play it again?" "Sure."

Brandon walks over to the keyboard and starts playing. It is truly magical and watching his hands glide over the key is making me wonder how he is not a famous pianist. He finishes playing and I give him a small round of applause. He plays it a few more times changing it a bit every time, when I check the time I rise and tell Brandon I should be getting to bed, I tell him to have sweet dreams and that I'll see him in the morning.

I walk down the stairs and go into the den. I suddenly want to stay here for a while just so I can become friends with Brandon, and Jude would be happy and safe here if I can get him out of the home he is in now. I get in bed and think. I feel my eyelids go heavy and sleep takes over, no more thinking for tonight I guess.

Authors Note There it is guys, the first chapter. I know that not much has happened but that was just the set up for the rest of the story. I will publish around the same time next week, possibly earlier if you're lucky.