Chapter 7

Max's POV

"Aw, you're adorable." I heard a female voice say. Was she talking to Angel? I tensed.

"Oh god." I said, I grabbing Fang's arm. "They already met Angel, they're not gonna want me." I whispered to him, worriedly, tears brimming my eyes.

"Max, it's gonna be fine. Our foster parents aren't judgmental. They'll like you, don't worry." He reassured me, reaching for my hand. I squeezed it.

"Are you sure?" I asked, just to make sure.

"Yes, I'm positive." Fang half-smiled.

"Wait, where's Fang?" That same female voice asked.

"He went upstairs with Angel's sister." Iggy snitched. I scowled, asshole.

"Let's call him guys." The voice said. Her voice was really pretty, a hint of a Spanish accent was hidden in her voice, but it was definitely there.

Next thing I know there was like 7 people all calling out, "FANG!" I took a step back at how loud they were.

"Must they do that?" I asked, a little weirded out.

"Yes, they must." Fang sighed, jokingly. "You get used to it." He winked.

"Okay, right. Let's go then, I guess."

"COMING VAL!" Fang shouted. Then he nodded at me, and instantly, all of my worries went away.

I took a deep breath, and started walking down the stairs, Fang's hand still entwined with mine.

I tried not to look up when we reached the bottom of the stairs but when I heard a gasp and felt myself being pulled into a hug, I looked up to see a pretty Hispanic woman hugging me. My mother never hugged me, it seems like she didn't want to be a mother, it felt like I wasn't her kid. I mean, I don't look like her or my father either, which made me question if I was adopted or something.

I awkwardly patted her back and said, "Hi, it's uh.. very nice to meet you." I said, chuckling nervously.

She had tears in her eyes when she finally pulled away. "Yes, it's very nice to meet you too." She smiled. Then a man came in, holding some plates.

"Val, we need to serve the fo-" He stopped when he saw me, and then dropped the plates. I stared at him, and backed up, bumping lightly into Fang's chest.

It seemed like time stood still. No one moved or talked. Val, the woman, and the man continued to stare at me and the kids were just looking back and forth at us.

"Uhm, is everything okay mom?" Gazzy said, pulling on her sleeve.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Of course." She fussed with her hair, sounding as if she just came out of trance. Jeb cleared his throat and walked into the kitchen, I think, with Val.

"Max, why were they staring at you like that?" Angel asked, looking up at me with her blue eyes.

"Uhm, I don't know." I shrugged.

"She's not like that at all with new foster kids. Let's go into the kitchen." Fang suggested. I grabbed his arm to yank him back.

"No way! That was awkward enough!" I cried. "Let them come to us." I pleaded.

He sighed. "Okay, but how about we just talk to them after lunch? I think they ordered take out anyway." Fang said.

"Okay, so we'll take our plate, go to your room, eat there and then at.." I checked the time on the wall. "1:30 we'll go talk to them." I suggested.

"Yeah, that works." He nodded, then walked into the kitchen, me following behind him, worried about another awkward encounter.

A/N: Okay, wow. I haven't updated this in the LONGEST time. ;o Welp, here ya go.

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