So I realize those first two chapters were kinda rushed and sloppy , so I'm trying to make it better. Also let's pretend the Fosters somehow managed to buy a house with five bedrooms.
Monday morning
" Well good morning sunshine" Stef sarcastically spoke, to a very fatigued looking Taylor. She rolled her eyes.
" Good morning mom"
" You know , if you didn't stay out until 5 seconds before your curfew every night you wouldn't be so tired. "
" Noted" Taylor retorted, pouring herself a glass of orange juice, . " May a plessse have coffee? " the girl begged hopeful.
" No"
" But mom"
" I said no Taylor Adams and that's what I meant. "
" Woah, last names this early in the morning,you did come home last night right ? " Lena joked, entering the house after going to the porch to retrieve the paper.
" Mama why can't I have coffee"
" For a lot of reasons I've already explained now will you please go get dressed and make sure everyone is up?"
" Ugh fine" Taylor moaned , defeated.
" I'm just the wicked step mother from the east aren't I ?" Stef said, grabbing half the paper from her wife. Brandon enter soon after looking just as tired as his slightly older sister.
" Does no one sleep in this house?" Stef questioned while flipping over her pancakes.
" I stayed up practicing my piece for the competition tomorrow." her son replied. " You'll do great B" Stef reassured, Lena nodded in agreement.
Before long the entire family sat in the kitchen quickly devouring their breakfast. Lena smiled as she observed her large crazy family, noting that she wouldn't want it any other way.
As the kids walked to school Mariana applied extra eyeshadow to her lids and over the top earrings. Two things she wasn't allowed to wear
" Be stupider" Taylor spat noticing her sister, " or have you forgotten mama works at school?"
" She has some long meeting today, besides I have become an expert at avoiding her. " Mariana replied, rolling her eyes in the process.
" Ok changing the subject " Brandon began, sensing yet another fight between his two sisters. " Taylor have you started Mr. Hanson's essay yet?"
" Already done"
" How? He assigned it last week"
" I was inspired last night and powered through it"
" Yeah and I am nominated for a Nobel prize" Jesus butted into the conversation.
" Ok I wrote an essay freshman year that would work if I tweaked it a bit, so I did the tweaking" Taylor admitted
" Be stupider" Mariana mocked " You are gonna get caught
" My freshman English teacher left last year, I have nothing to worry about. " Taylor commented with a satisfied smile. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Taylor, Jesus and Mariana entered their home that night a strange girl sat at their kitchen table. Giving each other quizzical looks they all ascended the stairs to drop off their stuff. They reentered the kitchen and began to help with dinner as usual, Taylor paying special attention to the beaten up girl. Callie caught the curly haired girl staring at her and gave her her best prison scowl. To Callie's surprise, Taylor didn't back down and stared right back.
Lena noticed the silent stare down and decided to speak. " You know Mariana and Jesus were in the Foster program too. They came to us about 8 years ago and we formally adopted them 5 years ago. "
" The foster system sucks " Jesus added, Taylor laughed in agreement.
"Jesus!"
" he's right it kinda does " Mariana agreed.
Jesus's comment about whether Callie got into a fight , Lena told him to cool made her way to the bathroom. Not trusting her in the slightest Taylor exited the room in the opposite direction making sure she was going where she claimed. She returned just in time for Lena too question them about their homework. Taylor avoided the question because Brandon entered.
" Hey!" Lena greeted her son happily, " how was the audition?"
" It was good, I ugh got to the finals"
The family congratulated him and Lena introduced Brandon to Callie.
" What about them?" Callie asked pointing to Taylor and Brandon
" What?"
" How'd you get em" Callie replied, asking as if it was an everyday question "the 99 cent store I mean they have everything."
" Um Brandon is my partner Stephane's biological son from a previous marriage...and Taylor is my biological daughter"
Stef then entered the kitchen, greeting them with her normal hello babies.
Callie was obviously surprised.
" What no one told you our moms a cop?" Jesus questioned
" So your dykes." Callie bluntly stated
" Excuse me ?" Taylor raised her voice, she was very used to defending her mothers.
" they prefer the term people but yeah they're gay."
" And they are the real kids" Callie commenting.
Taylor clenched her teeth, staring at her moms, expecting them to say something
Stef let out an uneasy laugh " who's this?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The kids ate silently while their parents spoke in the back yard. Taylor was the first to break the ice.
" So what exactly is your problem"
" Come on Tay" Brandon interjected
" No I'm curious why miss thing over hear thinks she can just walk into our house and insult us.
" Just calling them as I see em, got a problem with that? " Callie was very used to acting tough, this girl reminded her of a lot of people in juvie
" depends, want a black eye to match the busted lip?"
" Hey" Jesus spoke,"mama said we have to be extra nice" "Whatever" and with that Taylor dropped her plate in the sink and stomped upstairs.
Later that night Brandon and Taylor sat in his room playing music and doing homework when Stef entered.
"hey babies "
"hey " they respond in unison
" Listen um I really need you two to step up while Callie is in this house alright.
" And by that you mean" Taylor asked, setting down her guitar.
" I didn't want to bring this up with Mariana and Jesus but Callie was in Juvie for a little while"
" Then why is she in the house ?" Brandon interrupted
" She isn't dangerous, I just need you two to , ya know "
" Yeah ok" Taylor commented, understanding immediately
Stef smiled knowingly " ok mini mama tiger, that doesn't mean you arn't nice to her"
" I know "
" Ok guys I have homework" Brandon broke in, " Moby dick waits for no one "
" Speaking of which , do either of you need condoms ? "
" Ew mom, ok I'm leaving " Taylor grabbed her backpack and guitar and slid out of the room.
" What protect and serve it's my job" Stef joked as she watched her daughter exit.
The girl couldn't help but roll her eyes at her mothers horrible joke. Setting her guitar on its stand in her room , the senior powered through her track of time she didn't realize it was midnight. Quietly tip toeing down the stairs Taylor retrieved a folder she had accidentally left down stairs. A voice stopped her in her tracks , it was Callie quietly talking on the phone. When she finished the call she looked up and saw Taylor standing in the doorway, arms folded, left eye brow cocked.
" Um look-"
" Did Brandon say you could use his phone " Taylor's tone was firm but quite, it reminded Callie of an adult's.
" Look I'm not trying to start any trouble, I was going to put it back I'm no thief" Callie stop up to look like slightly older girl in the eye.
" Good to know , we wouldn't want another trip to Juvie now would we? " Taylor grinned as the brunette averted her eyes. " I don't want any trouble either k , so how about you keep your hands off stuff that doesn't belong to you and we can just continue with our lives.
" Ok "
" Great" and with that Taylor turned and her heels, going back upstairs. Callie let out a deep breathe. One daughter stole pills and the other was a bitch. This would be fun.
No Taylor was so nice when she was 5! There will be much more drama to come!
