Introducing Ashley Kelly! A young red head with a slight misunderstanding on gender.

Ash: I'm not a girl. I'm a guy thank you.

Me: Shut up Ashley Louise Kelly.

Ash: My name is Ash! Not Ashley!

Me: Dude your name is Ashley, you just go by Ash. I made you so don't argue with me.

Ash: Yeah and I'm older than you are.

Me: …Ha-ha! Ash is an old fart!

Ash: I'm not an old fart!

Me: Says you!

Ash, Levina, Johnny and others are mine.

The small eleven year old red head had his bag in his hand and a cap on his head. He sighed and knocked on the door. When the door opened he looked at the person that had opened it. It was a little girl. "Hi." He said, uneasy about the look on her face.

Levina had grown cold and hard. "Who are you and what do you want?" Even though she was just nine years old her happiness and joy of childhood had left her early.

"I-I'm Ash…I'm suppose to live here now." Ash bit his lip and shifted as she stood quietly.

"Levina!" A woman's voice yelled from inside the house. "Don't just stand there let him in! He's going to be your new brother!"

Levina scowled. "I already have a brother. Get lost Ash." She frowned before closing the door.

Ash sighed and put his bag down on the porch, sitting down next to it. His head perked up when the door opened again and there was a little boy there. He had a warm smile and bright eyes. "Hiya!" He said happily.

Ash couldn't help but smile. "Hi. Who are you?"

The four year old laughed and went out on the porch. "My name's Johnny. I live here with my sissy. She is really nice."

Ash sighed and lowered his head. "Could have fooled me."

"She's just in a bad mood because those girls were picking on her again." Johnny shrugged. "They pick on her a lot because she can't read. The letters get mixed up when she tried to read them. And they make fun of her because she can't sit still and she gets mad really easily."

Ash cocked and eyebrow and looked at the little boy. "They don't sound like very nice girls."

"They even made up a song up about her. But it's not really nice." Johnny looked up and started to think about the lyrics. "They make fun of everything about her. Lillian is a really mean girl…she makes fun of me too."

Levina came to the door and grabbed Ash's bag and brought it inside the house. Johnny watched and then turned to Ash. "That means 'come in' in Levina-speak."

Ash nodded and started in after Johnny. "You have to teach me how to speak that strange language."

Johnny laughed and skipped down the hall. "You have to learn that on your own. I grew up with her and Levina-speak."

Ash just followed him. "Right."

Levina walked down the stairs with a bag on her back. "See you later Johnny. I'm going out." The nine year old said before walking out the door and slamming it behind her.

Johnny turned to the kitchen. "Momma, Levina ran away again!"

"She'll come back eventually Johnny don't worry." A woman's voice came from the kitchen.

Ash just looked at the small four year old. "Shouldn't we go get her if she ran away?"

Johnny shrugged. "She comes and goes all the time. We really don't know where she runs away too."

The said nine year old was just walking the street with tears in her eyes. "I hate this…" she whimpered. "I hate this."

Levina sighed and went to the park near the center of town. "I hate you!" She said to no one. Then she looked up at the sky. "I hate you!" She cried. "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!"

The small nine year old then looked down at her feet and sat down near the slide as it started raining. "I hate you Daddy…I hate you Mom." She muttered sadly as she sat in the pouring rain.

Levina cried as she crawled into a tunnel in the jungle gym. "Why did you leave me?" She said quietly. "What did I do to deserve this?" She whimpered as she turned and looked up as the rain fall on the purple tunnel.

The small nine year old curled up in a ball in the tunnel. "Mama…" She whispered as she had the faintest memory of a motherly, warm smile.

Levina sniffled and rubbed her eyes as she started to fall asleep in the plastic purple tunnel.

Yeah…not so much of captain old fart.

Ash: Hey!