Wow. Just wow. I was not planning any of this. Anyway, there's your chapter whatever. Have fun reading it.

Chapter Two:

Nora has been in the orphanage for four weeks now. She stayed quiet and only talked when directly told to or directly spoken to. Each week, once a week, people would come and adopt or foster a (or multiple) young child(ren) but no one wanted her. The girl felt both relieved and hurt by this.

Somehow during the fire, Nora only received minor burns and they healed fully.

Anyway, today was an adoption/foster day and Nora was sitting on the stairs while the other homeless children interacted with the visitors. She was drawing in her notebook when Ms. Lobachevsky, the orphanage owner, came over with four people, 2 adults and 2 children.

"Nora" the middle-aged woman said getting the mourning girls attention, "these are the Reyes's, they are the ones who want to foster you"

'Huh. They didn't forget' Nora thought to herself as she gave them a small wave.

The youngest, a light brown girl with darker brown hair, began shooting questions and talking 10,000 miles per minute (or so it seemed). Nora smiled sadly at the girl that reminded her of her twin, the same energy and enthusiasm. Luckily due to this Nora could understand what the girl was saying.

"Hi, my name's Milagro and I'm your new sister wow I really like your hair I always wanted silver highlights but Mom wouldn't let me get them. Oh, this is my brother Jaime. You can just ignore him." Jaime nodded hello as his sister resumed talking breathlessly and Nora resumed staring.
Bianca and Roberto walked over and introduced themselves.
Bianca shook Nora's hand. "Hi there. It's Nora, right? Or would you prefer if we called you Starla?" She smiled encouragingly.
"Starla? Where'd you get a name like Starla?" Nora blushed. The truth was, when she was little she'd decided her name wasn't interesting enough, so she'd demanded her family refer to her by her "cool new name" Starla. Much to her regret, the name stuck.
The Reyes's took her silence to mean 'yes'.

[Yada Yada... Introductions... blah blah blah]

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After dinner that night, Nora unpacked with the help of her foster siblings.

"So..." Milagro started, "what's your favorite color?"

The 14-year-old shrugged and replied softly, "I don't really have one"

"Oh" Milagro murmured before beaming, "do you have a favorite gum? What is it? Who's your favorite hero? How about your favorite villain? Do you support the Reach? What are you gonna do for your Quinceañera? Do you-"

"Mila'" Jaime cut the rambling girl off, "stop bombarding her with questions."

The 10-year-old stuck her tongue out at her brother.

"Yes, Spearmint and Polar Ice, Nightwing and Blue Beetle, Deathstroke, I have no idea, and I don't want a Quinceañera"

The two biological siblings stared at her in surprise.

"You don't want a Quinceañera?" Milagro asked quietly.

Nora bit her bottom lip and shook her head.

The young girl gave a small 'oh' before beaming brighter than before.

"That Means You Can Stay Young Forever!" Milagro hugged the surprised girl, "My New Sister Is Soooo Cool!"