Chapter Two: "Meting the -'others' "
Beka was sitting on her bed looking at her only photo of her and her mother when there came a knock on the door.
"Yea, it's open." She said placing the photo on her nightstand. She saw a head 'peek' through. "I don't bite." She said with a slight smile. The boy stepped all the way into her room.
"Sorry, it's I didn't know how you'd react to me." He said.
"Understandable. And you might be?" Beka asked still sitting on her bed. Her bed was under the window on the far wall from the door. The window itself overlooked the front yard.
"Maurice, but everyone calls me Bosco." Bosco said. "So do you have a name?"
"Yea it's Rebecca. I may deck ya one if you call me 'Beka'." Beka said.
"Ok. That's new and interesting." Bosco said. Mikey walked in with the twins on his legs.
"Hey I'm Mikey and these are--"
"I know, Iknow, Jeff and Jamie." Beka said.
"Yea, how'd you know?" Mikey asked. Beka sighed.
"Beka!! It's Beka." Jamie shouted.
"Wait you know them?" Bosco asked.
"What I'm not aloud to become friends with the others at the foster care place now?" Beka asked sarcastically. "Are you two adopted too?"
"Are you crazy or something?" Bosco asked.
"We're 100 % pure Boscorelli's." Mikey said trying to imitate a mod father (or something similar). Beka giggled.
"Man, admit me into an insane asylum please." Beka said rolling her eyes.
"Sorry can't do that, it's against our ways. Mikey, take the runts out back, I would like to talk to Rebecca for a minute." Bosco said. Mikey nodded chasing the twins out.
"You'll like the school. It may have stuck up students, but it's a good place."
"Oh really? How is it compared to public?" Beka asked. She enjoyed public over private any day of the year.
"Exclude the uniforms and you have our local public school- Deconcluded High. That place is for those rich snobs who think they are too good for private school." Bosco said.
"The public school walks around in undergarments?" Beka asked. Her eyes were bugging out.
"No! Anyone ever tell you, you should take your brain out of the gutter?" Bosco asked.
"I don't know. If they did I wasn't paying attention to them." Beka answered back.
"So, what would you like to talk about--" Bosco started. He wanted to call her Beka but he was afraid she might actually hit him.
"Go ahead, say it. But just this once." Beka said rolling her eyes.
"Beka, what would you like to talk about?"
Mrs. Boscorelli called them down for dinner before Beka could answer Bosco. She sighed and followed her foster brother down to the kitchen. She was quiet during dinner, after dinner Mr. Boscorelli gave Beka her uniform and books for school. She just groaned.
Beka was sitting on her bed looking at her only photo of her and her mother when there came a knock on the door.
"Yea, it's open." She said placing the photo on her nightstand. She saw a head 'peek' through. "I don't bite." She said with a slight smile. The boy stepped all the way into her room.
"Sorry, it's I didn't know how you'd react to me." He said.
"Understandable. And you might be?" Beka asked still sitting on her bed. Her bed was under the window on the far wall from the door. The window itself overlooked the front yard.
"Maurice, but everyone calls me Bosco." Bosco said. "So do you have a name?"
"Yea it's Rebecca. I may deck ya one if you call me 'Beka'." Beka said.
"Ok. That's new and interesting." Bosco said. Mikey walked in with the twins on his legs.
"Hey I'm Mikey and these are--"
"I know, Iknow, Jeff and Jamie." Beka said.
"Yea, how'd you know?" Mikey asked. Beka sighed.
"Beka!! It's Beka." Jamie shouted.
"Wait you know them?" Bosco asked.
"What I'm not aloud to become friends with the others at the foster care place now?" Beka asked sarcastically. "Are you two adopted too?"
"Are you crazy or something?" Bosco asked.
"We're 100 % pure Boscorelli's." Mikey said trying to imitate a mod father (or something similar). Beka giggled.
"Man, admit me into an insane asylum please." Beka said rolling her eyes.
"Sorry can't do that, it's against our ways. Mikey, take the runts out back, I would like to talk to Rebecca for a minute." Bosco said. Mikey nodded chasing the twins out.
"You'll like the school. It may have stuck up students, but it's a good place."
"Oh really? How is it compared to public?" Beka asked. She enjoyed public over private any day of the year.
"Exclude the uniforms and you have our local public school- Deconcluded High. That place is for those rich snobs who think they are too good for private school." Bosco said.
"The public school walks around in undergarments?" Beka asked. Her eyes were bugging out.
"No! Anyone ever tell you, you should take your brain out of the gutter?" Bosco asked.
"I don't know. If they did I wasn't paying attention to them." Beka answered back.
"So, what would you like to talk about--" Bosco started. He wanted to call her Beka but he was afraid she might actually hit him.
"Go ahead, say it. But just this once." Beka said rolling her eyes.
"Beka, what would you like to talk about?"
Mrs. Boscorelli called them down for dinner before Beka could answer Bosco. She sighed and followed her foster brother down to the kitchen. She was quiet during dinner, after dinner Mr. Boscorelli gave Beka her uniform and books for school. She just groaned.