She seemed nice. She motioned her in.
"So what's your name?" the nice lady asked.
"Adrienne."
"I love that name!" exclaimed the tall lady.
"By the way, my name is Kayla. I'm your foster mother."
Adrienne turned and examined her. Not only was she tall, she looked graceful, maybe a ballerina. She had long blonde hair that stopped at her waist. She had deep green eyes and a talent for smiling.
"Thanks Kayla." She hugged Kayla.
"Oh, I almost forgot! Want to meet your foster sisters?"
"Um, sure." Kayla grabbed her hand, and led her through many halls until they stopped at a painted purple door. Kayla opened it and flung her arms out.
The inside looked like a four year old had a tantrum and took it out on the walls. The paint was spattered all over the walls, colors ranging from pink, to green, to blue to purple. There were five beds all over the room and a sitting area. Adrienne felt a little bit uncomfortable.
Kayla snapped her out of her daydreams. She also had a booming voice.
"This is Marianna," she said pointing at black haired girl sitting on the floor, making jewelry. "Um-hum!" Kayla cleared her throat getting the girl to her feet.
"Hi. I'm Marianna, and you are?"
"Adrienne."
"Welcome, Adrienne." Marianna looked around the room. "That's Sara, Ally, and Larissa. Go talk to them, I'm busy."
Marianna was a total snob. No wonder her parents got rid of her. Adrienne rolled her eyes.
"Don't mind her." came a voice from the red head Sara. "She's always like that." She quickly changed the subject. "I'm Sara. Welcome."
"I'm Adrienne, and thanks."
Sara sat on a pink bed. "This is my bed, and that's yours." She pointed at an orange bed. She walked toward it. It reminded her of her mother, who loved orange and yellow.
She was already starting to love this place, even if the walls were decorated by four year olds.
A/n: Short chapter, I know, but I couldn't think of anything else. Plus, it's like 11:20 pm.