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Flashback

Writing

Dreams

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Kitty Jonson

15 yrs old, the oldest child. She and Marie are best friends.

Bobby Jonson

14 yrs old, youngest.

Marie Wolfe

19 yrs old, adopted by Logan Wolfe.

Evan Sanders

15 yrs old, Ororo's nephew

Kitty sat up in bed. Some one just went through the gate and, though she just woke up, she knew who it was. Kitty stood up and she heard the TV and her guess was confirmed. Kitty got up and went in the living room and plopped down next to Marie with a grin. "Good Morning miss Southern Belle. Don't you, like, have your own house to go to." she asked.

"Yeah, but Logan done went on a trip to get somethin', an' ah thought ah'd betta grace ya'll with ma presence." Marie said grinning. "An' how come you're up late? It was five two hours ago, or were you Emailin' Evan 'bout that new foster kid Ororo was plannin' on takin' in?" Marie guessed.

"Okay, first of all, why would Logan be getting something from town when he, like, just went two days ago? And second, did I Email who about what?"

"Ah heard, that some body on this block was gonna' adopt some kid jus' las' week. Ah figure, that Miss Ororo was because she always loved kids." Marie said in surprise.

"Maybe you heard it wrong and some body on the next block is adopting, or, like, maybe they couldn't adopt." Kitty suggested.

"Ah donno. Maybe it was a rumor but it'd be nice ta have a friend ah could relate t, ya know?" Marie let out a sad sigh, it broke Kitty's heart to she her friend so depressed.

"Aw, gosh Marie, ya know we love you!" Kitty said as she hugged the Goth girl. ~Everyone thinks she's a freak…but I know better. How awful it must be to have your family die. ~ Kitty thought, sadly. "Yeah, but if some one like me moved here, ah would finally have some one to relate to."

They heard a knock at the door and Kitty answered it. They found Evan Sanders at the door looking out of breath and they took him inside. "Aw, Evan, it's six in the mornin'"

"Yeah and not that we aren't happy to see you but…."

"Why are ya up and why are ya runnin' 'round like that!"

"Yeah, you could've been, like, hit if Logan came around that corner and,"

"Would you two stop naggin' and come with me?!" Evan said and he dragged them down the street.

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Bum bum bum! Cliff hanger! Is there a foster kid? If so who adopted him? What's Evans malfunction? Who knows, I DO!! But I am not tellin'……….