Lena watched from the window as the three fourteen year olds played with Jesus's skateboard. Callie had been staying with the Fosters for two weeks, and had gotten especially close with the twins. The only thing Lena worried about was that the terrible two, Callie and Jesus, had started rubbing off on Mariana.
"Wait watch this," Callie said, as she pushed off on the skateboard and did a kickflip. She stumbled a little, causing Mariana to laugh.
"I've been trying to do that," Jesus said. "You're like a natural."
"Or just better than you," Callie said, picking up Jesus's skateboard and handing it to him.
"Oh wow thanks," Jesus said. "You think you're better than Me?"
"I don't think, I know," Callie said jokingly, and playfully shoved Jesus. "After all, I do seem to have better thinking skills than you."
"Yeah right, that's how you ended up in juvie," Jesus said, joking around.
"Jesus!" Mariana said. "Callie, Jesus, is the party still on. Did you talk to Wyatt?"
"Yep," Callie said. "I got us covered, and I can use the whole 'making new friends' card."
"This is why you're my favorite," Mariana said.
"What am I?" Jesus asked. "Chopped liver?"
"Yep," both girls said, and Jesus put on a fake hurt face.
-linebreak-
"Callie, toss me a roll," Jesus said. Callie grabbed a roll and tossed it to Jesus, barely missing Brandon's head.
"Really?" The sixteen year old said. "You guys are so immature." Callie shrugged the comment off and plopped down next to Mariana.
"B, Mama and I need you to drive the kids to school tomorrow," Stef said, and everyone groaned except Jude.
"Mom, I can't deal with them," Brandon said, gesturing to the three teenagers all smirking at him.
"And Brandon's like a dictator and we're lowly citizens," Callie said.
"Yeah, I'm the dictator," Brandon said. "You're the one that's always bossing everybody around."
"Umm what?" Callie said. "No, of you want to find the bossy one, grab a mirror." Jesus and Mariana were laughing and Callie couldn't help feel proud about putting the sixteen year old in his place.
"Do you see what I mean?" Brandon said. "I can't deal with them. They're like troublemaker triplets."
"I'd rather walk," Callie said. "I can't even stand to be at the dinner table with Julius Caesar here," she siad, gesturing at Brandon.
"Can I walk too?" Jesus asked.
"Me too," Mariana said.
"No, you are all riding with Brandon and that's final," Stef said.
"What if we get a ride from Wyatt?" Callie said. Stef gave her foster daughter an unimpressed look. She wasn't happy when she figured out that Callie was dating someone the same age as Brandon.
"Last time I saw Wyatt, he was cutting class," Lena said. "I don't like you guys hanging around Wyatt."
"But he's my friend," Callie argued. "Sanchez sees me walking by myself she tells my P.O. If she sees me talking with Wyatt... bam. Good report to my P.O."
"Wyatt's bad news," Brandon muttered. "But sure, go ahead and get pregnant or something. Because he'll leave you as soon as you do.'
"Brandon, shutup, " Callie said. "You don't know Wyatt. You're going off what your little slut of a girlfriend tells you."
"Callie!" Stef said. "Alright, Brandon, Callie, go to your rooms. Now." Callie stood up, abandoning her barely touched dinner plate.
"But Mom-" Brandon said.
"Go Brandon," Stef said, and Brandon got up and left. "Mariana and Jesus, please calm down," Stef said to the twins who were still laughing. "Jude, bud, why don't you go upstairs and start getting ready for bed." Jude nodded and ran upstairs to shower. "Guys, what is up with the two of you causing trouble and fighting?"
"I don't know," Mariana said, and Jesus shrugged.
"Well it needs to be fixed," Stef said. "Just go upstairs please." The twins ran upstairs and Stef sighed, and Lena watched her wife.
"It's okay, Stef," Lena said. "They're just being teenagers. It'll pass."
-scene-change-
"Moms are being so completely unfair!" Mariana said as her and Jesus stormed into Callie and Mariana's room.
"It's so dumb," Jesus said. "Why does Brandon get so mad? Golden Boy thinks he's all that."
"That's why I hate bio kids," Callie said. "They don't know what it's like. So they think they can be-"
"Callie, Brandon's next door," Mariana said. "Shhh."
"Sorry," Callie said. "I'm about to... sneak out and hang with Wyatt," Callie said, dropping her voice to a barely understandable whisper. "He told me he'd be down at the beach tonight. But I don't know."
"If Moms catch you, you won't see tomorrow," Jesus said. "And We are not missing that party."
"Fine," Callie said. "I'm going to bed. Goodnight."
"Night," they both said, and Jesus left while Mariana went to shower.
-linebreak-
"Jesus, hurry up," Brandon said, frustrated with his siblings. "We need to leave now if I want to practice before class."
"And that would just mess up your whole day wouldn't it?" Callie said sarcastically, faking a pouting face.
"When is Bill gonna find you a foster home?" Brandon muttered, but a little too loudly.
"You never know, they could decide to adopt me," Callie retorted back. "And then I would be around forever. And then you would be late very day and then-"
"Okay, I got it," Brandon said. "Guys we need to go."
"You sound like Mom," Mariana said, coming downstairs wearing shorts and a t-shirt.
"Well I'm sorry that I actually care about getting to school on time," Brandon said.
"We still have an hour until school starts " Callie said, mad at her annoying foster brother. "It's a five minute drive there. You don't need to practice for fifty-five minutes Golden boy."
"Oh, where'd you learn to subtract? Juvie?" Brandon asked, and thought maybe he had gone too far.
"Your words just bounce off," Callie said. "You can't bother me. I've been tormented with worse comments than that. But keep trying, you're getting better." Callie got up, and walked past Mariana who just stood, shocked at what Callie said.