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I don't know if it was really all Keisha's fault. Might have been my own for going with her to that guys house, but either way I got busted. Not in the way you think though, the way that I'm under age and being sent to live with a foster family. A foster family! I'm sixteen for god sakes, aren't I old enough to take care of myself, I mean I've been doing it for the last four years of my life, I think I know what I'm doing by now.

I was sitting on the airplane, bored completely out of my mind. I thought that I was going to die of boredom, I wasn't even thinking about how this family was going to be. I just didn't give a shit, I guarantee after the first month they are going to want to take fucked up old me back to the orphanage. I twitched when I heard a baby begin to cry, I normally wouldn't care, but that stupid kid had been crying the entire time I was on the fucking plane.

"Could you shut that thing up!?" I exploded staring at the woman a couple seats down. "I'm sure that it's not just disturbing me, I know everyone else is just trying to be nice!" I glared at her. She held her tiny bundle of joy to her chest, don't get me wrong. I like children and all, just I'm not in the greatest mood.

"Sorry miss." She looked more than a little frightened of me, I smirked looking down at my hands. I had bandages around them. When I was climbing the fence away from that woman the fence dug into my hands. Doctor said I was lucky they weren't infected, I told him I didn't care.

I also had some glass pulled out of my leg from kicking the window in when I was trying to get out of Satan's Lodge, most of it had fallen out and the blood stained my other pants. I already missed my home... the streets. I was flying to some dead beat reservation called La Fork or something I wasn't exactly listening to the Social Worker, her voice was annoying as shit. I had the urge to punch her the entire time she was talking to me.

I heard that they already have a three year old, and they want an older kid to set an example because they had to work a lot. I bet they want me for the money from the government! Who in the right mind could think I would set a good example for a growing child! HA, don't make me laugh! If anything they should keep the kid away from me so it doesn't lean how to talk like a street bug.

"Fasten your seat belt, we will be landing in Seattle in five minutes." The voice in the intercom stated. I fastened the seat belt quickly, I closed my eyes waiting until we landed to take it off. All I had was my carry on bag, so I just followed the crowd to where people got picked up at the airport.

I looked around gripping my hand bag, I could run away. I really could, all I had to do was slip past all the people, and make a run for it. It wouldn't be that hard, no one would notice I was gone. I could run to another state, I could make a home in a trailer down in Virginia or something. My leg began to throb thinking about running, and I was still a little tired because every time I'd get close to sleep some stupid baby would start crying again. Also the plane ride made me feel like I was going to pass out, I'd never been on a plane before and I never thought I would ever get to go on one.

Erin Broits, that's me, my last name. Broits, stupid actually... horrible. "Uh, Carrie, and Dan?" I asked them, they stared at me with a huge grin planted on the both of their faces. "Yes, are you Erin Broits?"

"If I wasn't would I be here?" I asked pointing out the obvious, I kind of felt a pint of pain in my heart seeing how much my little comment did to them. Naturally that never happens, the huge smiles on their faces don't just leave quickly after the tiny, harmless comment. I opened my mouth to say something, but I decided it was the best to stay quiet.

"So, La Forks?" I darted my eyes around the room. They let out a loud booming laugh, both of them. "La Push!" Carrie exclaimed, her lips peeling off her teeth as she smiled at me. She was a very pretty woman, young too. As was Dan, they both looked about twenty-five. Both of them were tanned, tall, fit. Only thing from those was fit, I was always pretty small, but I did have some muscle on me, especially from running.

"Very nice reservation area, you will love it there." Dan advised with a nod. "So, I see we need to go shopping." Carrie stared at the clothes I was wearing.

I looked down at what I was wearing, my sweater I was wearing the day before. A tank top the was tight, and came just above my belly button so you could see my belly ring. Baggy pants that hung on my hips, my thong hanging out on one side, you could only notice if you looked close enough though considering my sweater covering it mostly. "I guess..." I bit my lip looking at everyone, smiling and laughing with what I assumed was family and/or friends.

"We should get going." Dan suggested noticing how uncomfortable I was getting.

I nodded following them out of the airport, "Were you born in New York Erin?" Carrie asked seeing if I was situated in the back seat.

"Yeah, I was." I looked out of the window, I haven't been in a car since the police car. "I stopped going to school after I graduated grade eight." I told them before they asked.

"I thought you were on the street for four years and you're only sixteen?" Dan asked from the drivers seat.

"I'm smart, I know what I'm doing." I muttered with a long sigh after.

"When you start going to high school you aren't going to be with the rest of the students, you are going to be catching up. If you're smart it won't take you that long to catch up, what grade would you be in now?" Carrie asked, looking at me. I watched her blue eyes look into my own brown ones.

"Eleven?" I didn't know, I skipped a grade, but now I would be taken back one so I don't know where I was. "I just turned sixteen during new years."

"It's only February." Carrie nodded with a smile, "You will be doing some review from grade eight and grade nine work then." Dan was mumbling to himself from the front seat.

"So we need to get you a birthday present." Carrie grinned even more at me ignoring Dan. Complete opposites from what I could tell by just seeing them, my judgement would be they are a happy couple. The kind I would take money from, my heart lurched. I never thought of how many good people I probably stole from.

"You don't need to." I glanced around the car awkwardly, I felt guilty having these people spend all this money on me. They are treating me like I've been in their family their whole lives. "Yes we do, you're our daughter now."

It's hard to beleive that I was thinking such horrible things earlier, run away from these people they were much to nice. I can't picture myself running from the likes of them, I felt like a princess for some odd reason, but what if something didn't go as planned then what would happen. Would they just leave like my mom decided to do? Would they leave me by myself?Would I really have to fend for myself again?

That's why I don't make plans, because when they don't go as planned everyone freaks out, but when stuff just happens. It's okay.

I didn't have really anything to say to them so I sat in silence, "Is this La Push?" I asked them breaking the silence after a while of just sitting there staring at the difference in background.

"No, no. We are headed towards Port Angelas so we can get you some new clothes." Carrie said from the front seat not looking back to tell me. I grabbed my bag and searched threw it, I didn't have much except the wallets of people I didn't know, couple interesting news clippings that I liked. Some funny, others not so funny.

I guess I could cut up the bank cards, credit cards and keep the cash. I could aim for something, save up for something that I want dearly, if there was such a thing. I could pin up the clippings on the wall, I could be one of those people who keep things... pack rat?

They did end up taking me shopping and I refused to let them buy me a lot of things, what did I really need other than a couple pairs of clothes. I was more dirty when I was out on the streets, even then I didn't smell that bad because people obviously believed I was a clean young woman.

"Welcome to your new home!" Dan exclaimed slamming the door shut. I ran my hand threw my hair as I stared at the house intently wondering how everything was going to play out while I lived with them. Were they just acting nice to get me to like them, and just when I do they turn there back?

My eyes shot around, looking at the forest that surrounded the house. "Everyone around here is very nice, don't worry about making friends." Carrie told me, obviously thinking I was thinking about friends.

I've been on my own for a long time, I can deal with being by myself. But I was never alone... there was always someone around to talk to even though I didn't always know their name. "Not worried about it." I muttered carrying the bags into the house.

I followed Dan up the stairs, "We weren't sure what kind of stuff you liked so the room is just plain old white, and the sheets and blankets are a caramel colour."

I smirked mentally thinking how guys always think girls get into it with colours, he could have just said light brown. "That's fine, I will deal with what I have." I smiled gently at him showing that it was great, and perfect the way they made everything for me.

"Uh... make yourself at home I guess." He smiled dropping the bag and walking out of the room closing the door behind him.

I stood in the room for a couple of minutes before walking down stairs, I had my new shoes on. Skate shoes, what I normally wore. "I thought you guys had an actual kid?" I sat down at the dinner table with them.

"We do, his name is Jensen."

"Like the Jetsens?" I asked completely confused. They both bust out laughing, "No, like... Jensen." Carrie smiled. "He's at Emily and Sam's house."

"Oh, why?"

"He is playing with her niece. Would you like to go get him?" Carrie asked standing up opening the fridge.

"Sure, how do I get there and he won't think I'm kidnapping him will he?" I asked with a smirk then furrowed my brow, I didn't need any strangers making my business their own.

"No, he's only three. We told him he was going to have a new sister, just tell him you're his sister. Explain to Emily, very nice lady." Dan was reading the paper now.

"Alright I guess I will get him." I shrugged, it gave me a chance to know where everything was. they told me the directions, they told me to follow the small path to the beach then go left until I see a small house. Sounded simple, but it wasn't.

I was walking and the path kelp disappearing and I had no idea which way I was going, I kelp thinking there was something in the bushes. I guess I was pretty paranoid today, sadly. I did finally reach the house Carrie and Dan were talking about.

I walked up the steps and hit my fist on the door lightly. "Hello?" A woman answer the door, she was really pretty. I mean really really pretty, she had scars going up her face. She looked like she was scowling if she had a straight face, must have been attacked by some kind of animal, "Hey, uh... I'm here for Jensen."

"Oh, come in." she smiled, but in her eyes I could tell she was confused. "I'm Erin... Carrie and Dan's adopted daughter..."

I had no shame I guess you could say, I didn't care what people thought of me. I never cared what people thought of me, as a kid I never did and I don't now either, but it's just not really any ones business, but for the sake of getting out of the house without being questioned, that was my answer.

"Oh, I knew you were coming. I'm Emily." Her eyes changed to a knowing look.

"You did?" I asked lifting my eyebrow looking around the room for a kid. I began to wonder what Carrie and Dan were telling the people in town, what they were saying about me. Were saying where I was from!? Did they say anything about my past, are they aloud to do that?

I shook my head quickly looking back up at Emily, she nodded and smiled warmly, it was a very welcoming smile, at lease she seemed nice enough. She nodded her head in a direction which I assumed was where Jensen was.

Inside was small, there was a circle table that could fit four people. It sat right in front of a kitchen island, behind that was the fridge, a counter, then the oven which had a red light on. I could smell something cooking actually. I continued to follow Emily threw the house, the living room was small too, but there was a bunch of full grown men in the room, and these men were tall. No joke, huge. All probably past 6'2 and there muscles? Holy shit, can you say steroids.

My eyes were kind of wide, I glanced around sort of freaked out. I wondered how Jensen felt with all the giants surrounding him, and the little girl even. "Guys, this is Carrie and Dan's daughter, Erin."

I waved awkwardly having all their eyes on me, I glanced at Jensen who waved at me happily. "Hey." I heard a deep voice from one of them. It was followed by a bunch of other people with deep husky voices.

I nodded my head, when suddenly I was pushed forward and it felt like it was with all of someones might. I curled my body moving it away from the kids playing in the middle of the living room, I felt the impact of the ground on my side, I had landed on a toy car or something. I let out at groan and sat on my but holding my head.

"Embry! Watch where you are going next time!" I heard Emily yell at whoever pushed me, which was obviously a man.

"She almost hit Claire, Embry!" Another voice shouted at him. I pushed myself off the ground, and turned to whoever it was with a harsh look in my eyes. He looked like the rest, only better... different too. How? I couldn't explain it, it was like he stood out the most, like one black sheep with a bunch of white sheep. The way he looked at me with his eyes sent me miles high, no one had ever stared at me like that.

He ran out of the room with wide eyes, I pursed my lips. "That was an amazing apology." I grumbled looking at Emily who had a frown.

"Sorry about him." One man stood up and followed him out of the room. "Sorry about Embry." Emily smiled sadly, she made a grunting noise when she lifted up Jensen.

"I can walk!" He screamed, I twitched. "I'm going to take you home, okay buddy." I smiled at him, trying to cover up how weird I felt about Embry just running out like that.

"You don't have to leave now." One of the guys suggested, "Yeah, stay for a bit. Embry gets kind of weird sometimes. Don't feel insulted or anything."

I shurgged my shoulders, "It's fine. I'm not worried about it."

"Stay!" Another smiled, he looked younger than the rest. "I'm Seth!" He exclaimed happily.

"Jensen!" He pulled on my pant leg, I grinned and winked at him. He giggled and covered his mouth, I snorted looking back up at the guys. "I'm Erin." I muttered.

They told me their names one by one, they all seemed nice enough. Though it seemed like some crawled up Paul's ass and died, he seemed pretty mean. "I have to go, I'm pretty sure Carrie was making dinner when I left." I said looking at Jensen.

"Mommy!" He clapped his hands together standing up quickly. "We going home now?" He wondered.

"Yeah, we are. Thanks for having him." I grinned crookedly, once I was lead out of the house I exhaled loudly and rolled my eyes. They wouldn't just let me leave.