Thanks to all my reviewers! You are loved oh-so-much!

And thank you for understanding about my exams :D

Just keep it in mind that I don't actually know anything about adoption or murders, I'm just kinda guessing. So I'm just going to make it a week later because I don't want it to be a huge time gap…

--OMG--

1 week later.

I stepped out of the black Mercedes and turned to face the house that was in front of me. It was quite big as there were only two people living in it. I'd already guessed that Nick didn't have a father, like me.

But now, there wasn't only two people living in this house. There were three.

See, the police contacted social services or whoever and they agreed to let me live at Nicks house. It's a bit weird living in the same house as a guy from your school who you've only known for a week.

Nick walked up to me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Come on, I'll show you inside." He said kindly.

He walked up to the door of the house and opened it. I stepped in after him and he led me down the hall to a large room. The living room. The walls were a light shade of cream which made the room feel even bigger.

"Just leave your bag in here; I'll go get your others." Nick said.

1 hour later.

After Nick had courteously brought in my bags, Mrs Thompson showed me up to the room which I would be sleeping in.

It was fairly spacious, with a single bed, a desk and the other basic stuff you need in a bedroom.

Now, I was lying on my comfortable bed thinking about how I could possibly thank Nick and his mother for letting me live in their house.

There was a tap on my new bedroom door and Nick walked in.

"Hey." I said as I sat up.

"Um… Hey. Are you ok?" he asked.

"Yeah… I guess I'm alright considering what's happened." I replied.

Nick nodded and stayed silent.

"Um, Nick? I just wanna say uh… thanks for, you know, letting me stay here. I don't wanna be a pain in the ass or anything…" I said

"It's fine! After what you've gone through, you need to be able to rely on other people, so just relax."

"Thanks." I said.

"My moms almost finished dinner, so just come down when you're ready." Nick said.

I stood up at the word dinner. I was freakin' starved. For some weirdly insane reason, I eat alot.

As I brushed past Nick in the doorway, I gave him a small smile and carried on downstairs to the kitchen.

"Oh, hey Max. Dinners almost ready so you can just take a seat." Said Mrs Thompson politely, nodding her head towards the table.

Nick entered the room and took a seat next to me, where we sat in silence until Mrs Thompson set down our plates of spaghetti bolognaise.

"Thanks Mom." Said Nick.

"Yeah, thanks Mrs Thompson." I said.

"Oh, call me Jenna." She replied.

Throughout the meal, all three of us chatted happily. I had almost finished when Jenna brought up school.

School!

"Max, the social workers phoned earlier. They said that you need to return to school tomorrow, as you've had a week off. I think it's a bit early for you to return but they said that you need to." She said.

My heart swelled. I would get to see Monique and Iggy again! And I would get the joy of pissing off all of my teachers! Yahoo!

"It's fine. School will help take things off my mind." I replied trying to keep in my happiness.

I am so weird. I actually want to go to school!

Jenna gave me a small smile and carried on eating.

Once we had all finished, I helped Nick do the dishes and then headed to my room.

When I got to my door, I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

I whipped around and saw Nick standing behind me.

"How did you do that?" I asked slightly astonished. I have weirdly enhanced hearing.

"What? Breathe?" he asked jokingly.

I smiled and rolled my eyes. I opened my door and went inside my room, flopping down on the bed and sighing.

Nick leaned against the doorway with his arms folded and a frown on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"You just seem kinda familiar. It's weird. It feels like I've met you before." He replied.

"You have met me before." I said.

"Not at school… but it's like I've known you my whole life." He said quietly, a slight blush creeping up his face.

I stayed quiet and thought for a moment. I knew what he meant. I felt the same, as though I could trust him with anything.

"Um… I'm gonna go take a shower. Bye." He said and rushed out the room.

What the hell?