A/N: Hello all my darling readers. Im sorry the last Chapter 2 did not turn out right. My computer only uploaded half the story so here ya go!! I promise to put up chapter 4 very soon!!! LLKNY, cailin baire conlon

Chapter 2: My New Life

As I walked up the creaky wooden house stairs of the nearly vacant house with the old man who managed the house, I felt strange. Not only because of the feeling of emptiness inside of me but also because I realized with a start that I was going to be living with BOYS. I had never even had to share a room with a sister (which I had none of) and now I had to share a room with several BOYS. This would be weird.

"Your bed is that one, in the middle on the bottom. The boys around you will introduce themselves once they get home. You had better get settled before they all get home and attack you, young man," the kindly old man suggested before returning to his reading at the front desk downstairs.

I didn't know how literally he meant "attacked" until the boys got home and noticed a newbie. They didn't hurt me or anything, just jumped, playfully hit, yelled and scared me half to death! They did all of this for about ten minutes before one of them, I believe his name was Mush, told them to settle down and leave me alone. Slowly but surely, the migrated to their bunks or back downstairs to start an anticipated game of poker or ten pins.

"Thanks," I smiled gratefully to the boy who had saved me from the hooligans.

"Don't mention it, I know we can be kind of…wild sometimes, especially when we see—"

For a moment, I thought he was going to say 'girls' but then remembered my disguise. "new kids" he finished.

"How long are you staying with us?"

"Uh, I don't know. Maybe a while, is that's okay?" I said politely

"Well it not MY lodging house! You can stay as long as the old man doesn't kick you out."

That night, as I settled down into my rather surprisingly comfortable bed, I noticed Mush's was right next to mine on the left. All the boys around me studied me curiously before introducing themselves. The boy on the other side of me introduced himself as "Jack Kelly. I'm the leada of dis here nut house."

The next ones, on the top bunks directly and on either side of me were Racetrack, Skittery, and Kid Blink and on the right side was a boy named Snipe shooter who seemed rather young.

In fact, many of the boys seemed young. I spotted one that could not be more than seven and another even younger, which thoroughly shocked me.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was gone despite the roarous noise around me coming from the rowdy crew.