Disclaimer- Of course I don't own them, what do you think? A/N- Thank you for the reviews, I'm so glad that you all like it so far! A lot of people commented on what I did to Karen. Yes I made her gay, but that wont be a major focus on the story, she will probably appear at one point, I want all of the Thomas- Brewer children to appear, but her being gay wont be that important for the story. So keep on reading and of course, review! Now, on with my story!

Chapter Two:

School passed rather fast for me today, and before I knew it, the bell rang and it was time to go home. Instead of my usual route to take the school bus home I went to Gabbie's house. Myriah and her mother were still there so Gabbie wanted someone there, or else she would in her words " Be eaten alive by the big preppy actress!" Even though I don't like Myriah that much myself, but I couldn't leave poor Gabbie by herself when she needed me so much!

Gabbie and I got to her house and raced upstairs to escape the actress and Mrs. Perkins who were discussing some movie premiere outfits. It has always been interesting for me to be in Gabbie's house, because originally a LONG time ago my mother and my siblings from her side lived there. Then mom married dad and they moved out, so Gabbie's family moved in.

I sat on one of Gabbie's big beanbag chairs, while she flopped on to her big canopy bed. She had a look of disgust on her face and I was sure that it was because of her sister, but it wasn't.

" Gab, what's wrong?" I asked her.

" Nothing, I'm just tired."

" C'mon, I can see it's more than that, just tell me."

Finally she looked strait at me, " Okay, first of all my mother and sister pop in for one of their annual visits and annoy me to death, which is bad enough, but today. uh, I just HATE Suzanne!"

Figures, anything to do with Suzanne must be horrible, " What did she do NOW?"

" She told me that I should be a cheerleader, she said that I have the " perfect body" for it. What a joke! I couldn't just see the teasing in her eyes. And of course Claire was there to give in her two cents, saying that overweight cheerleaders are in, and Jenny just stood there giving me these cold looks. I don't even want to be a cheerleader! I really don't! And not just because I'm fat, I just don't, okay?" Gabbie let everything out.

So Gabbie isn't super skinny, she certainly isn't anywhere close to fat though, god why do they have to be so mean, we didn't do shit to them.

" Don't bother listening to them, they don't know what they are talking about, they never do, just be lucky that not everyone in school is like that."

" I know, I know. Sometimes I feel sort of dumb complaining about Myraih when she is barely ever here, a person who should be complaining is Marnie, she is so nice and cool, such a good friend to us, and she has to live with Suzanne EVERY SINGLE DAY! Em, you are so lucky that everyone in your family is so nice and un conceited."

" Yeah, I guess I am lucky, but don't worry, next year Suzanne, Claire, and Jennifer will be out of the school, and it will get better, I promise," I tell her to make her feel better.

But as for me being lucky with my family, yeah I guess I am, but we do have our own problems, Gabs is right though, no one in my family is so mean.

Gabbie finally gets cheered up, and I see a smile creep on her face, " But that means that James will leave too! I don't want him to leave!"

" No one does, he is SO hot! I wish he would ask me out, but I bet Claire will be his girlfriend any day now."

" Yeah, what can he possibly see in her? You know that his sister is coming to our school next year?"

" Oh yeah, I forgot, but then again I barely know her, you're the one who lives only two blocks away from them. I don't even know her name, it begins with an L, what is it, Lacey? Lori?"

" Lucy. She's all right, a little spoiled but she's nice," Gabbie explains.

Gabbie and I talked about stuff for another hour, when finally I decided that I should go home. I haven't even stated my homework yet! Mr. Perkins drove me home, it's about a fifteen-minute drive to my house, Myraih came along for it.

" You know Emily, you should have been a model, you have very good facial features, your skin is so pimple- free, I wish my skin was like that!" she began.

" Um, thank you," I told her. I never know what to say to her, she is never as mean as Gabbie makes her sound like, but I just never know what to talk to her about.

" You're adopted right?" Myraih asked me.

" Yeah," I answered wondering where this was going.

" You know, this girl I met at an audition, also an actress, but obviously with not as much talent as me, because I like got the part and she like didn't, was also adopted, and you know that she searched for her real mother, didn't find her though, have you ever thought about searching?"

" My birth mother is dead. She died a few months before my parents adopted me."

" Oh. I'm sorry, I really didn't know, sorry Em, really," she says, I know that she is really sorry, but I don't like it when people make such a big deal out of it. I don't even remember her. I also despise it when people call my birth mother my real mother, because my real mother is Elizabeth Brewer who I am going to see in a few minutes.

Luckily those few minutes passed and I was finally right near my house. I got out, and thanked Mr. Perkins and said bye to Myraih.

" Bye Emily! Again, sorry!" she said waving at me as the car drove away.

Dragging my backpack I dug into my coat for my keys, got them, and opened the door.

" Emily? Is that you?" dad called from the living room.

" Yeah, just came home," I answered him.

" Okay."

I went upstairs and bumped into mom on my way.

" Hey mom."

" Hi sweetie," she said giving me a kiss, " How was school?"

" Okay, like always."

" Great, well are you hungry, or did you eat at Gabbie's?"

" Um, I didn't eat, but I'm not really that hungry yet, I'll make myself a sandwich later."

" Sure," mom said walking downstairs. She turned around, " Oh, Kristy and Bart are coming over in a short while, so come down later and say hi," mom reminded me.

" Of course!"

I get into my huge, neat, and organized room (I hate having a mess), and put on some rock music, I get started on my homework. Uh, algebra, what a drag!
So that was chapter two, chapter three will come soon, it depends a little on how many reviews I get, so remember to review this! Hope you like the story so far.