Sunshine arrived at the Carver residence, where she had been living with her mother's sister and brother in law for about six months. She looked out the window and noticed a yellow truck parked in the driveway. Must me Mrs. Betterman. She thought. She parked her car alongside the street and shut off the engine as she opened her door and got out. She shut the door and started walking towards the house, turning her body halfway facing the car long enough to press the button to lock it. She reached the door and tried the knob, only to find that it was locked. She fished in her purse for her key, found it, and opened the door. She took off her sunglasses as she entered the house, setting her keys and purse on the table next to the door. She walked back to her bedroom for a moment to get a hair tie, walking back towards the front of the house as she put up her hair and called out into the emptiness.

"Hello?" She started walking to the kitchen.

"Aunt Betty!? Boys!? I'm hom--" She stopped dead in her tracks, staring at the sight before her. Her aunt was making out with the delivery boy from Lamson's Grocery. Sunshine just stood there, staring at them as they frantically tried to straighten their clothes out. They both looked at her and then at each other. Her aunt was the first to say anything.

"Sunny, baby," She started walking towards Sunshine, but Sunshine turned and ran down the hall into her bedroom and slammed the door shut, locking it, then turning on her music as far up as the volume could go. Betty banged on the door.

"Sunny, just lemme talk to you, let me explain!" Sunshine just layed on her bed, thinking about it. She couldn't believe that her aunt was cheating. Why? The first thing that she ever said when Sunshine started living with them was the whole trust, loyalty, respect and responsibility thing. She just crushed all her lectures ever held. Again, her aunt's voice rung out from behind the door.

"Sunny, open the door and lemme talk to you!" Sunshine took off one of her shoes and threw it at the door.

"Just go away and leave me alone! I don't need an explanation, I got an eyeful of one!" Sunshine turned to lay on her side as a tear rolled down her cheek. The banging and yelling continued for about five minutes then came to an abrupt stop.

Outside the door, Betty was stopped by the boy grabbing her hand.

"Let me talk to her." He said. Betty gave him an uncertain look.

"Please?" He asked as he ran into Betty's bedroom and grabbed her coat. He came back into the hallway and thrust it at her, along with his truck keys.

"Take my truck, and take the boys. Leave, like take them to ice cream or something and let me try to reason with her, ok? Just let me talk to her." Betty stood there for a few minutes, holding the keys and the coat while she debated the issue with herself.

"Ok." She said finally. "Ok, just don't say anything stupid." The boy was puzzled at this statement and a little angry. Betty started walking towards the front door as he called after her.

"Like what? I'm gonna break it off? God."

He waited until he heard the truck take off down the road and then he knocked on Sunshine's door. He could hear Sunshine answer from inside the room.

"What?" She turned down her music and threw her suitcase on the bed.

"Can I come in?" The boy said as he put his hand on the doorknob. There was silence and then he felt the knob turn in his hand. He took a step back as the door opened to reveal a medium height blonde beauty wearing a black shirt with a black pair of pants standing in the doorway. She rolled her eyes, walked back to her suitcase and started folding her clothes into it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that they had someone else living with them." Sunshine stopped and looked at the boy. He was a tall; a good looking, thin guy with rather dented in cheeks and pouty lips. His hair was between a red and a brown, though Sunshine couldn't really tell exactly what colour it was. He stood there, looking at her, wearing a plaid button up shirt and blue jeans, covered by a white apron and brown jacket. Sunshine rolled her eyes and began packing again.

"It doesn't matter whether or not I live with them! What you and Aunt Betty are doing is wrong. They're MARRIED! You know, they have wedding bands and kids?" She stopped to look at him, waiting for an answer. He walked over to the bed and sat down, facing her. His eyes were down, and he had a regretful look on his face. Finally he spoke.

"I know. I'm really sorry. I wish I could speak for Mrs. Carver too." He looked back at Sunshine, who closed her suitcase and grabbed a big zip up bag from the closet. Sunshine looked at him as she started putting the rest of her stuff in the bag.

"No you're not. If you were then you'd break it off." She stopped and stared at him as he shook his head.

"I know I need to, but I can't." He looked back up at Sunshine. Sunshine shook her head as she started putting her belongings in the bag again. She stopped for a second and wiped a tear from her cheek. He stood up from the bed and took a step towards her.

"Don't come near me." She said as she stormed past him, finishing her packing. When she was done she sat cross-legged on the bed and held her head in her hands and began to cry. He sat next to her and hugged her even though she put up a fight and tried to push him away. Just then her Aunt Betty appeared in the doorway. Sunshine wiped her eyes and stood up, grabbing her bag and her suitcase.

"Sunny, what are you doing?" Betty said, looking from Sunshine to the boy. Sunshine pushed through the doorway as she said,

"I'm leaving. There's a nice family that has a room for rent and I'm the new tenant. They interviewed me over the phone and everything." Betty looked at the boy and ran down the hallway to catch Sunshine.

"Sunny-"

"You have no right to call me that. My name is Sunshine Adel, and I no longer live here." Sunshine put on her glasses and let down her hair, combing it back with her fingers. She grabbed her purse and keys and said goodbye to her Aunt and the boys. She put her stuff in her car, and got in, about to start the engine. The boy waved at her and she politely waved in response.

"There she goes." The boy said as the four of them stood there, silently watching her drive away.