"I really wish we didn't have to keep doing this Clary", Said Maryse sitting in the driver's seat beside me. This was the fourth group home I've been to this year; it was only a matter of time before Social Services realized I wasn't worth the effort and gave up. "Did you really have to beat up the girl so badly?" Maryse asked keeping her eyes on the road. I only shrugged and turned my music up louder and kept looking out the window, hoping if I ignored the conversation she would drop it. Apparently I wasn't getting off that easy, because the next two hours were filled with lectures and rants. I've been in the system since I was thirteen. Making me the only kid Maryse couldn't find a home for. "Your sixteen now clary, the chances of you being adopted at this point are very slim, so please, try and stay in this home for a while." My only response was a low grunt. "This house will be a little different from the last four you've been too, so I expect good turnout for this house" That was the thing about Maryse, she always had a positive outlook on things, which is why it really sucked when I got kicked out of homes , because she had the same look of disappointment each time. When we finally arrived at the house it was around 10:00pm. "I'll be staying for the night, so why don't you go upstairs to your room; you'll meet your housemates in the morning." With that she went upstairs to a room I would guess would be hers. I slowly dragged up my luggage up the stairs and went to my room. The room had two twin sized beds with a bathroom on the other side. I turned to take a look at my roommate, who if you didn't take a second look, you would have assumed it was a boy, with short hair and glasses on the table next to them. I quickly changed into my pajamas and jumped in my bed, and slowly drifted into a deep sleep. The next morning my roommate was gone. Probably already down stairs, I got up and brushed my teeth, then went down stairs to make myself some breakfast wile listing to my music. As I started to pour my cereal I hear a series of gasps and whispers, most likely my roommates wondering why a strange girl was in their kitchen in a Green Day crop top and shorts. I looked up expecting to a group of girls huddled and whispering. Instead I was greeted by seven guys. "Whoa!" I shouted wondering why in hell a bunch of dudes were in all girls group home. "I've see you've met your new roommates." Maryse said smiling "I told you this home was going to be a little different, so here we are. I've got to get to work, I'll let you guys meet." With that, she was gone. "Well," said a attractive looking boy with golden hair and golden eyes to match "looks like this is going to be interesting."