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Emily was downstairs making breakfast for her and Sam when she noticed Truth in the doorway,

"Hey Truth, do you want some breakfast?"

"Umm yes please" Truth was now hovering around the door like she was unsure of what she was doing

"What would you like?"

"Please may I have some toast?"

"Is that it?" Emily smiled at her

"Yes please"

"Okay then, do you want to go and sit at the table?"

Truth nodded and walked into a door that led off from the kitchen into a room where there was a table and where Sam was already sitting down, stretching.

Sam's POV

She sat down opposite me, still in the same clothes I found her in, lucky that the social worker was bringing her stuff around today, that meant she could change into clean stuff.

"You ready to meet the boys today?" I had an attempt at conversation

Truth looked up quickly

"The boys?"

"Yeah, Paul, Jared, Quil, Embry, Collin, Brady, Jake, them lot.."

"You have a group of boys that you hang around with?" She seemed confused

"Yeahh.. something like that.." I murmured trailing off

At this point Emily walked in with mine and Truth's breakfast, I had 2 pieces of toast with marmalade on while Truth just had plain old toast, Emily went back to get her own and then finally joined us at the table with her bowl of shreddies, she sat at the head of the table and began to eat.

I decided to try and continue conversation so started off again,

"They're really nice, after you get past the.. um.."

"General freakiness about them?" Truth suggested and me and Emily looked up a little shocked. Truth noticed and shrugged,

"What? It's true, if I had been in any state to run away after looking at them last night, I probably would have"

Me and Emily looked at each other and it was obvious that we were both trying to work out whether the guys were going to be a problem with this girl.

Truth's POV

Stupid, Stupid ,Stupid ,Stupid. I felt like banging my head against the table, and if I was with any other people apart from them then I probably would have but my sixth sense told me not too, so I didn't, although from what I had just said, I still felt stupid.

Sam and Emily were also having a conversation through their eyes, obviously about me, probably thinking I wouldn't notice, I'm not thick I thought to myself as my anger bubbled inside of me, of course I know what's going on, all my other foster parents used to do it as well, thinking that it made them more important than me just because I wasn't in on it, well, that was the case with one set of them, they always did it, it was like they hardly spoke to each other around me, instead using their eyes, that really annoyed me, which was why I threw a vase at the old bat when she was trying to catch eyes with her husband, which was also why 1 hour later, I was sitting back in my room at Waterside Home for Abandoned or Abused Children.

Focusing and calming myself, I noticed that whatever conversation they had been having had stopped now, so I finished my toast and waited patiently for them to finish their breakfasts too.

"What do you want to do today?" Emily asked me,

"Well, Leanne is bringing my stuff around today, so I'll probably just stay here, if that's okay?"

Again, with the eye conversations.

"Okay, well Sam has to go out today, and I have to pop to the store on the other side of the rez, so you'd be here by yourself for a bit?"

"That's fine" I smiled trying look convincing, acting happy was tiring, I'd only just got up and already I wanted to go back to sleep.

"Okay then, that's settled then" Emily smiled and started to clear away, leaving me and Sam at the table in silence.

Until he decided to break it.

"Are you .. alright with the .. guys coming around?" He asked tentatively

I shrugged "It's your house, not mine"

He was quiet so I looked up,

"Well, yes, but you are mine and Emily's responsibility now, so if there is anything you aren't comfortable with, you can say"

Wow, the way he said responsibility, you'd think that I was staying here forever, but I realised that now he was looking at me so I looked up,

"Honestly, it's fine"

"Okay, but .. if it wasn't you would say something .. right?"

No. Like he actually cared what I thought, but again, Truth Unity Michaels aims to please, so I nodded.

He seemed relieved,

"Okay then, so .. er you can leave the table if you want and um .. go and well do anything you want"

I nodded again and left the table smiling at Emily as I walked through the kitchen. I walked into the living room and the drawing pad and pencil were still on the table, I couldn't resist, I picked it up and sat down on the sofa and instead of drawing I just practised my calligraphy, in patterns around the A4 piece of paper.

************************ 2 ½ hours later****************************

"I'm back!" Emily called as I heard her come through the door with the shopping, I looked up at the clock, wow, I hadn't even heard her or Sam leave.

She took the shopping through to the kitchen and I placed the pad and pencil on the table and followed her.

I watched her for a few minutes and it was comfortable... until I opened my big mouth,

"I'll get the door" I said immediately, I didn't think about what I was saying. My sixth sense told me Leanne was at the door, of course Emily and Sam don't know about my sixth sense because I haven't told them, it was just that at the home everyone knew, so it didn't come as a surprise to anyone if I told them their toast was going to burn or that did they want the bathroom because Duke, who was one of the guys who totally hogged the bathroom, was about to go in.

But of course, clever old me didn't think.

Emily raised an eyebrow but I just dashed and opened it, and as I already knew, Leanne was standing there with my case. I heard Emily coming through the living room and my sense was telling me that soon Sam was going to be here with the "boys". Odd, I thought to myself, over Leanne's shoulder I couldn't see him or the others anywhere. Shrugging it off I grabbed my case and quickly darted up the stairs to try and prolong the awkward questions that Emily was sure to start asking.

I started unpacking, hanging my clothes in the wardrobe, I soon saw that Leanne had packed my iPod and drawing stuff, I pounced on them in delight, placing them on the large desk. I put my hygiene stuff at the bottom of my wardrobe but my body spray on my bedside table. The last two items in my suitcase were very precious to me. The first was my old teddy bear that I had had since I'd been born, he was brown but a little faded, apart from that though, in good condition, I'd always called him "Bruno", I placed him by my pillow on my bed.

The next and final item made tears spring up into my eyes, it was a picture of me and my little sister, Skylar Peace Michaels, holding our little baby brother, Forest Chance Michaels, who although by this time could just about walk we still said he was a baby. We all had unusual names though, it was what made us proud to be siblings. In the photo Forest was about two years old, Skylar 8 , and me 12.

Wow, how time flies, I'm 17 now, which means that Skylar is 13 and Forest is 7. I wonder where they are, which families they are with, whether they are more successful than me with the whole scenario. I carefully placed it on my bedside table.

I listened carefully to what was happening downstairs, it sounded like Leanne was about to leave and from the sounds of things, Sam had arrived and bought the boys with him.

I took a deep breath as I prepared myself to go downstairs.

I mean, it was only a group of boys who were the same age as me, nothing could go wrong, right?

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