Hi everyone, this is my first Fosters fic, hope you like it. It is just an introduction so you can get a feel of how I write. I love feed back to know if I'm doing characters wrong. This story is not going to follow episodes but it will refer to some. Well here goes...

I don't own The Fosters or the characters.

Callie sat at the table in the Fosters' kitchen, school books sprawled all about. Eyes darting from book to paper trying to copy the math questions down so she can work on them, as with most teenagers home worked sucked but she knew Lena would hear about if she didn't.

Callie is finally catching up in classes and she can almost understand what the teachers are talking about. Maybe for once she is in a good place, but she knows better, eventually all good things come to an end. Before she knows it she will do something wrong, her and Jude will be shipped off to somewhere else to live. She may not even have to do something wrong, Callie knows this is temporary, just another wayward station. It is more than often she thinks of leaving, running, in hopes that they will keep Jude and for once in his life he can be with a good family and be happy. As much as she does think of it she can never bring herself to actually leave, to pack a bag and walk out of the house. Callie knows she is happy here but she knows better then to get attached. It is going to end one day. "Hey Callie, what are you up to?" It was Stef, coming into the kitchen after her shift, still wearing her blue uniform. Callie's thoughts automatically retreated into the back of her brain and she snapped back into reality.

"Math home work." She gave a faint smile, she liked that her foster parents seemed to care what she did.

Walking closer Stef leaned over Callie's shoulder and made a face. "I never like algebra."

Callie gave a short laugh. "Me either."

"Well, Lena is stuck at a faculty meeting so I ordered a pizza." She said this as she began unbuttoning her uniform. "Would you mind telling the others for me, and tell Jesus to set the table?"

Callie looked up. " Not at all." She quickly closed her mind numbing math homework glad to be done with it. She wrenched her books from the table and began shoving them into her school bag, making her way to the staircase.

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Callie went to the room she shared with Mariana first, tossing her bag on her bed as she walked in. "Um, Stef ordered pizza, your mom is stuck at school for meetings."

Mariana barley looked up from her laptop and she just nodded, going back to facebook or whatever she was going. Callie sighed and she exited the room, walking to the room next to theirs to the guys rooms. As usual Jesus was texting, most likely Lexi ad Jude was doing home work. Callie smiled at him and she gently knocked on the open door, gaining their attention. "Stef ordered pizza, Jesus she wants you to set the table." As expected Jesus groaned and marched out of the room in a huff. Jude just went back to his home work. "Hey Jude make sure to wash up before dinner."

He looked at her. "I know." Was all he said, Callie knew soon he wouldn't need her. A small pain started in her heart, but before she could feel tears she pushed it away. That day was not today, there was no need to cry.

She left Brandon to last, these days she does her best to avoid any one on one conversations with him. They get along really well but there was the nagging feeling it was not what she had with her other foster siblings. What that lead to was forbidden and she was determined to never get there. This was not going to be another 'Liam' situation. Any conversation she had with Brandon either one of them was distant or one of them ended up angry. It made things harder in the house and Callie couldn't help but think the others were noticing. The best thing was to try and ignore each other.

Callie knocked softly on the closed door to get his attention. She tapped her foot in the minute of silence that followed, he didn't answer. She knocked loader. Still nothing. Finally Callie turned the knob slowly, calling out Brandon's name as she did so, she was not happy about having to open his door without his permission or knowledge.

Brandon sat at his keyboard by the far wall, earphones in as he passionately played along to what ever song he was practicing this week. Callie stopped a second to watch him, his lean body moved with ever note and she couldn't help but feel the mood of the melody, as if she was actually hearing it. Brandon must have sensed her because he turned slightly and jumped, ripping off his headphone at the same time. Callie looked frightened as if he was going to yell at her. "Sorry, you weren't answering the door. I didn't mean to.." She was saying as she slowly backed out the door.

He took a step closer. "It is okay Callie." He said with a smile. "I can't even count the number of times every one has done that." Callie stopped backing away. "Sometimes I just get really into it."

"Well your mom ordered pizza and it will be here and minute, so.. I just came to get you." Callie didn't wait for a reply she just spun and walked as fast as she could out of there.

She made her way back down to this kitchen, Jesus and Jude were sitting in front of empty plates and Callie could hear Stef at the door paying for dinner. Mariana appeared in the door followed closely by Brandon. Each one of the kids took their usual places around the table. Brandon, Jesus, and Mariana on the side by the fridge. Jude and Callie on the other side, with Stef.

The pizza was the usual, pepperoni and cheese. Some thing warm reached her heart when she thought the words, she was there long enough to know the usual.

Callie's phone buzzed in her pocket, she took it out to look at the message.

Hey, you up for hanging tonight?

"Callie, you know the rules, no phones at dinner." Stef reminded her. Callie looked up to see only Brandon looking at her, he knew who it was, she only did text one person, Wyatt. "Sorry." She mumbled. She quickly typed back and put it away.

Sorry can't tonight, see you at school.

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It had been a few hours since dinner, Callie could not stand Mariana talking to one of her friends on the phone any longer, she grabbed her guitar and went to the vacant living room. Lena was home, she and Stef were in their room doing God knows what. Jude would be getting ready for bed, Jesus would be texting Lexi and Brandon was practicing again. She had the bottom floor to herself. She mindlessly strummed chords, not really playing anything. Trying to remember some of the notes Brandon has taught her. She wasn't sure if what she was playing was a song or if she made it up, but she liked it.

Her phone buzzed again, she placed her guitar beside her on the couch to check it.

Can't wait to show you this book tomorrow, I know you will love it.

I'm sure I will wait for you by my locker

Great, good night, sweet dreams.

Night.

Callie had no idea why she needed Wyatt to be with her, maybe it was because he was her only friend. Maybe she had something to prove to herself. Trying to tell herself that what Brandon felt was only one sided. Either way when ever these thoughts come to the surface she buries them farther down. Scared one day they may surface for good.

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When Callie got to the room Mariana was asleep, arms and legs flung about the bed. Callie climbed in her own bed and pulled up the covers. Letting sleep drag her back into the land of dreams.

Okay so Like I said an introduction, it will have more Brandon/Callie as well bit it is not centered around it. Let me know what you think. Also I will update as much as possible but there are times when I just stop, like most people.

Xoxo ~Cori