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Note: this may be sporadic; each chapter may be random and not follow any particular story line. Loosely based on my Spanish class when me and my hyper friends created a friend (family) Tree

Lux knew that this went against everything she had learned, to stick up for her parents rather than her family. She when she was younger was asked to create a family tree so she made it like this, Bill one of the older foster kids and his girlfriend Jen were at the top like parents, next came Gavin and she drew a line to Natasha, under them like kids were three of the younger kids that looked up to Tasha and Gav'. There was a brother sister line connected me to Gavin and a line connecting me to Bug with no other lines under us.

When I turned it into the teacher she immediately called me out on it. Yelling about I was demeaning her. Finally she 'calmly' asked me why I had drawn this family tree and why there were no pictures of anyone older than the age of 17 on the poster board. I answered her with this is my family. She went red in the face again and went on a tirade.

She asked a second time and I answered 'what are parents?' Again with the angry tirade, at this point I was tired, hungry and I wanted to go home.

She asked if I was ever going to show this to my parents, I said 'no because I had no parents.'

She realized that I was one of the Foster kids, and turned a plum color and spluttered surprised at her mistake.

I grabbed the project and stood out of the building to the Home. I saw Jen and Bill and handed them my project. Jen's eyes filled with tears and hugged me tight saying that this was going to everyplace she went with her and kissed my cheek. Bill smiled and took me out for ice cream.

It's one of my favorite memories of family. I still have pictures of them… of my family. Bill and Jen holding hands with their arms draped over me and Gavin. Natasha sat at my feet smiling up at the camera, Bug stood between me and Gavin. It was taken on Natasha's 12th birthday.

Bill and Jen were the best couple I had ever seen. Until Jen got breast cancer…she had no money to pay for the surgery…the state couldn't give her money as there were no legal guardians and she didn't have a steady job and she was over 18. She died two years later when I was 14. Bill couldn't take it; he turned to drugs…cocaine. He finally snuffed it and committed suicide over Jens grave with a picture of me, Tasha, Bug, Gavin and Jen all in a dressed up for Halloween when we were 10.

Tasha and I found his body when we went to put flowers on her grave like we did every Sunday. Tasha fainted since she had a phobia of blood. I pulled off my jacket and covered his face and saw the picture.

We pulled our money together and had him buried next to Jen. I had lost my older brother and sister in a span of two years. We trudged on and decided to get emancipated putting me in this situation.

All my life all I wanted was a normal life without beatings, death, gangs, drugs and violence. I wanted normal family, normal friends, to go to a normal school; I wasn't ashamed of Natasha or Bug when I lied to them about the party. I was ashamed for turning my back on the only family and life I knew to get a 'better' one.

A normal life…what is normal…all my life I thought it was to have parents who cared if you had a boyfriend or if you were hurt or sick. When the entire time I had that only in the form of friends who were in the same or worse situation. We leaned on each other, and cared for each other because there was no one else to turn to. We looked out for each other keeping the others safe and well to the best of our power. But now…I'm so confused I love Baze and Cate even Ryan who is like some wise uncle. But what about my brother and sister…my boyfriend who saved me from myself.

Can I just turn my back on them like that…I really can't, I don't wish I could but my life would be easier if I could. But when has my life ever been easy? I'm afird to lose the only family I've ever had to these new strange people who have features like me, who seem to act as if they know me…I'm so confused…

Why is Life so…so Unexpected?