Here is chapter 3. Ryan's story is revealed.

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Episode 13 Chapter 3

Callie was watching the younger kids play at the Community Center. They were running around and playing. They didn't have a care in the world. Callie wished she could go back to those days, even though she can't remember them.

"Having fun yet?" Ryan said as he approached her.

"I didn't know that little kids could come here."

Ryan nodded. "Yeah. We have an afterschool program for some of the Foster families" He sat down. "I pick them up in the old gray van. They love it."

"That's sweet of you. I wish Jude and I would have had something like this." She wish she could change everything that Jude had gone through.

"Jude?" Ryan questioned. He figured it was her brother.

"My younger brother," Callie smiled. "I'm surprised you didn't know that."

"I don't know everything Callie." Ryan smiled. She was a spitfire. "I bet he really looks up to you."

Callie nodded. "I'm working on being someone he can look up to."

"So you guys are in a foster home now?"

Callie nodded. "You didn't read my file?"

"Steve told me a little bit about you."

Callie hadn't met Steve yet. He owned the community center. She had heard his name mentioned a few times.

"But I'm really just trying to make small talk." He wanted to know more about the mysterious Callie Jacobs.

"I'd rather make small talk about you." She turned the tables on him.

"Okay," he was a little nervous.

"What are you doing here?"

He looked at her. He wasn't sure what she meant by that question.

"Sorry. You look like you should be in college not running a community center."

"I'm 21. And I actually help Steve and Rita run the center. I take a few classes at night. Some things happened and changed my goals."

Callie noticed that he was fidgeting. He was usually cool, calm and collected. He was probably uncomfortable with her 411. "What happened?"

"Well…" He sighed. "My parents are wealthy. My mom came from old money, and my dad is a plastic surgeon. They always told me what I was going to be when I grew up." He shrugged. "I didn't exactly agree with them. When I was ten my best friend was a foster kid." He looked at Callie and realized he might overload her with his story. "I probably shouldn't tell you all of this."

"No. Go ahead." She wanted to hear more about him. She wanted to know why he spent all of his time and energy at the Community Center. "Finish your story."

"I remember doing everything with him. I also remember that my mother hated him. She said that he wasn't apart of our social circle. But I didn't care about that." Ryan continued. "One day when we were thirteen he didn't come to school. His Foster father had beaten him to death." He could feel tears prickling in his eyes. It was always hard for him to tell the story.

Callie also had tears in her eyes.

"I vowed from that day on that I would help kids like that. I want to be their rock. I want to be someone they can talk to and trust."

"I'm so sorry." Callie didn't know what else to say.

"When I told my parents I was going to major in social work they told me they wanted nothing to do with me. They gave me an ultimatum, and I didn't take it. They haven't talked to me since." Ryan sighed. "I knew Steve from church. I told him what happened. He gave me a place to live behind his house and he lets me work here. I'm going to work as hard as possible to get that degree."

"You really haven't talk to them?" Callie asked. She would do anything to talk to her mom one last time.

"I'm a disappointment."

"No. I think your parents are the disappointment." Callie touched his shoulder. "I think the world needs more people like you."

"Even when I'm a total jerk?" He looked at her hand on his shoulder. It was comforting.

"You were having a bad day. That can be forgiven."

Ryan smiled. "I might have more than one bad day."

"I'm sure I will have a bad day eventually. You will just owe me one."

"I can do that." Ryan agreed.

Connor and Jude are studying in the dining room. Brandon walks down the stairs and out of the house but doesn't speak to the boys.

"That was weird." Connor mentioned.

"What?" Jude asked.

"Brandon…He has been acting weird. Is he mad at you?" Connor was very observant.

Jude shrugged. "I don't think so."

"He used to be so nice. That's kind of strange." Connor wouldn't stop talking about it.

"Maybe he doesn't want us to get adopted."

Connor shook his head. "Why? I thought everyone was excited about the adoption."

"I don't know." Jude didn't like talking about it. He knew exactly why Brandon was acting like a jerk. He was too afraid to tell anyone about it, even Connor. Jude was sure that if the truth came out he and Callie wouldn't be able to get adopted. That scared him more than anything ever had. He couldn't imagine his life without the Fosters.

"Maybe he is PMSing?" Connor suggested.

Jude laughed. "No that is totally a girl thing. And don't let Lena hear you say something like that. She will give you a lecture on what it really means."

Connor smiled. He really liked the Foster family and Jude.

Mariana is in her room getting ready for her date. She was wearing some of the clothes Kelsey had given her. The skirt wasn't as short but her stomach was showing. She wanted Chase to think that she was sexy.

"Whoa," Lena said as she walked into Mariana's room. "What are you wearing?"

"You like?" Mariana asked. She knew the answer to that question already but wanted to play it cool.

"Are you playing dress up?"

"No," Mariana shook her head. "I have a study date tonight. This is what I'm wearing."

"Oh no you are not. First off you are never wearing those clothes out of this house. I would prefer you didn't wear them inside the house. And second off you are going anywhere tonight. You know you have to ask permission first." Lena laid down the law with her. She still couldn't get over her outfit.

"That's not fair!" Mariana complained. "It is just a study date."

"You are going to have to cancel it."

"No way!" Mariana fought back.

Lena was shocked by Mariana's backchat. She never acted like that. "Yes. And if you don't lose the attitude you are going to be grounded for the rest of the week."

"Hey," Stef said as she walked in. "I could hear you two when I walked in…Oh wow…what are you wearing miss thing?" Stef noticed Mariana's getup.

Mariana didn't say anything.

"Change now." Lena told her.

Mariana started to say something, but Stef cut her off with one look. "Don't argue. It will only make things worse."

Mariana nodded. Stef and Lena walked into the hallway and then to their bedroom.

"I thought she was playing dress up." Lena laughed.

"What happened to our sweet girl?" Stef asked as she collapsed on the bed. Lena did the same.

"She became a teenager."

Stef nodded.

"I tried calling you earlier."

"I'm sorry love. I left my phone at work, and we were out patrolling all day."

"I was worried about you." Lena told her.

"No need to be worried." Stef rubbed Lena's shoulders. "I made it through the day." She decided not to go into any more detail. Even though Mike had urged her to.

"We also need to talk about Brandon." Lena mentioned it.

"What happened to Brandon?" Stef looked at her. Brandon was usually the good one. They had never had much trouble out of him. He was so mature that Stef had no idea where he had gotten that personality trait.

"He skipped school last week."

"What? That doesn't sound like him at all."

"He was also rude to Timothy today." Lena was still surprised. "We should probably talk to him and see what is going on."

"I just gave him permission to go to the library." Stef stood up. "I should have checked with you first."

"Call him and tell him not to stay out too late. We need to talk to him."

Stef nodded and called Brandon. Of course he didn't answer. She left him a voicemail and then sent him a text message.

Emma and Jesus are running around the track.

They both stop to take a breather. "You are pretty fast." Jesus commented.

"For a girl?" Emma questioned.

"No. You are good for a guy too." Jesus joked.

Emma hit his shoulder. "Thanks a lot."

"Speaking of thanks…I wanted to thank you for helping me out with that girl today." Jesus smiled. "They won't leave me alone."

"I never thought I would hear a guy say that."

"I'm not over Lexi yet." Jesus told her. "She was my first love."

"Maybe she will come back and the two of you can get back together." Emma nudged him. "You never know what could happen."

"I know that she isn't coming back." Jesus told her. "I'll be okay."

Emma nodded. "You want to run again?" She could tell he felt uncomfortable about the conversation.

"Yeah."

At the community center, Callie was cleaning up the rec room. She had really enjoyed her afternoon at the community center. She couldn't wait to come back again.

"You new here?" Callie turned around to see a teenage girl standing behind her with her hands on her hips.

"I'm doing Community Service." Callie told her. "I'm Callie."

"So you're some pretty rich girl who got in trouble and now has to deal with the poor foster kids. Wait till Daphne hears about you." She said with an attitude.

"Well when you tell her about me please put some facts in your story." Callie fought back.

Ryan walked in but stayed hidden behind the bookshelf.

"I've lived in more foster homes in the past six years than I can remember." Callie sighed. "I was sent to juvie because I smashed the shit out of my Foster dad's car because he was hurting my little brother." Callie looked at the girl who didn't know anything about her. She was tired of people judging her when they had no clue who she was. "Luckily though I've finally found a family that cares about me and my brother. I almost screwed that up too." Callie fought back tears. "So please when you tell your friend about me, I'd prefer you didn't use the term pretty rich girl."

"Sorry girl. I didn't know." She backed up. "I should have asked first instead of assuming."

"It's okay. I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have laid all that on you. I'm just dealing with a lot."

"Me too girl," the girl extended her hand. "I'm Kiara."

Callie shook her hand. "Nice to meet you."

"I'll never call you a pretty little rich girl ever again."

"Good. Because I'll never be one."

"Oh hey Ryan," Kiara noticed him lurking behind the bookshelf. "What are you doing behind that bookshelf?"

"Oh," he stuttered. "I was just looking for a good book to read."

"Yeah sure." Kiara rolled her eyes. "Ryan likes to ease drop." She informed her. "He is soooo nosy."

"You are one to talk." He laughed nervously. "I promise I wasn't ease dropping. I was merely looking for a book to read."

"Whatever Ry. I got to go Callie. I hope we can be friends."

Callie nodded. "I think that can be arranged."

"See ya snoop dog." Kiara patted Ryan on the shoulder before leaving.

Callie looked at Ryan. "She's a cool girl. Has a wild imagination." Ryan laughed.

Callie just stared at him. "Don't pretend you didn't hear me."

"I didn't," Ryan lied. "I'm not nosy." Ryan knew she would talk to him about all those things she ranted about in due time.

Callie decided to believe him. Even if she didn't. She didn't really want to talk about all the things she had admitted. "Whatever you say."

Brandon walked on the beach. Lauren tackled him. "Hey goodie."

"What was that for?"

"I wanted to knock you off your feet." Lauren laughed.

"You definitely did that." Brandon smiled. "Why did we come to the beach? I thought we were clubbing."

"I thought we could pre-game at the beach." She pulled out a bottle of alcohol. "I want it to be just the two of us." She kissed him.

Brandon was okay with that.

Stef and Callie walk into the house after Stef picked her up from group. Stef sees Mariana trying to sneak out of the backdoor.

"I hope you are just watering the plants." Stef yelled out.

Mariana, who was wearing her normal clothes, turned around. She knew she was busted.

This chapter was really really long so I broke it up. You will get the other half in the next chapter.

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