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A/N: Thank you for all the reviews, favorites and alerts so far! They're great and really encouraging me to go on, and this story is so fun to write too! Probably because I get to have Luna do anything I want... Mwahahaha. *Evil grin* Okay... Anyways, if I get some more reviews I'll post the next chapter tomorrow. :D

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Chapter 7- Struggling with Adapting to Life.

All in the period of fourteen days or two weeks I've lost three more of my brothers to this plague. Ryan, Phil and Daniel. Phil is only thirteen...why?

I stop typing my History report and swallow hard. It was difficult to concentrate on my paper when all this shit was happening. Not to mention Paul seemed to be following me around like a lost puppy. I DIDN'T like Paul. Not in the was I'm assuming he did. Sure, he was great looking. Who am I kidding? He looks godly. But that's so not the point. The point was I felt like I couldn't trust him. Like he contributed to the massive oddness in the atmosphere.

My whole objective was to not talk to Abigail. I didn't want her to hear me or see me on Skype this way. Ever since we've come here it's been so dreary. I haven't been able to stay ahead in my classes like I used to. Nor did I even care for that matter. But it's not like I cared in the first place. My difficulties lied at home.

Dad decided it was time to spend days AND nights at the firm. While Ric picked up a gig at a local downtown bar. He's been so caught up in that he didn't bother with taking care of us while my father made money. But I guess the only one who hasn't tried to run yet was Germy. Germy even started to act distant. He became depressed if I say so myself. He'd been only confined to his room. Now, instead of his job at a television show in Florida he now sketched cartoons for a living. Everyone was out of it, or maybe I was. I can't decide.

One thing I did know was Abigail was beyond pissed at me. I hadn't texted or called OR Skype with her since last month. I felt like my life was going down hill. Now even the dream of going to Florida was gone. My dream for college was downhill just as my grades went.

I listened to my voice mail over and over again. Abigail message felt like a hundred bullets to my head. I hated being like this. I hated being so... sad. Depressed just like my parental s.

"Luna, or, whoever you are. Now a days, I have no clue who you are! Who doesn't call back when their best friend calls them? I know you're probably busy with your new friends or something..." She growls. "But I'm still calling you, giving this friendship a shot. But now, you're acting like a complete bitch. Don't bother calling back, if you even care anymore."

I was a bitch. A complete bitch. It was scarey how truthful she was. Homesickness hit me just then and there.

"Luna, Dinner!" Ric said. It was Friday, the day when they all came home to take care of us. It was the only day in the week when they put an effort to act the part.

"One sec. !" I reply. I printed the paper which consisted of a paragraph. It was supposed to be two pages. I hurry down the hallway towards the staircase when I'm slammed into the wall. "What the hell?"

"Sorry, Luna?" Justin sighed.

"There something up?" I ask. A look passed between him and I. He paces back and forth before opening the closet and dragging me in.

"What's up, Justin?" I panic.

"Um... nothing." He says.

"So why are we in here?" I lean against the door frame, almost going to make a ditch for it.

"Luna!" He says, interrupting my train of thought.

"Huh?"

"I just... I... do you think it'll happen to me?"

"What happen to you?"

"What happened to the rest of them." He gulps. "Because I don't want it. I really don't. The way they treat everyone... especially to us! I don't want to be that way."

"Then don't." I'm looking straight into his eyes. "You don't have to be anything you don't want to be. There's always an option."

"I don't know..." He mutters. "I just keep getting these looks from those guys Jacob and Sam. I just can't shake the feeling as if I'm supposed to..."

"Supposed to what?"

"I don't know..."

"Could you promise me something?" I abruptly ask to him.

"What?"

"Just don't leave me... Don't ignore me as if I'm not here. As if I'm invisible to you like the rest of them did, okay?"

He nodded, "Okay. We're in this together from now on. Deal."

I smile too, "Deal."

"LUNA, JUSTIN!" Ric repeats again except with an edge of annoyance.

We bust open the door, running downstairs. An angry Ric is not a pretty sight to see. We go straight to the kitchen, only to find an empty table. Is this their idea of ending the status of the hungry children in the U.S? I found four of the same faces as mine.

"Change of plans, kids." Dad said. I was beyond mad, I was furious. I hope we're not going to McDonald's again. Last week we did and it turned out that McDonald's held most of the La Push teenagers. Which I was not a stroke of genius to get more friends when your little sister forces you to go in the play area there. NOT fun.

"WHAAAAT?" Annabelle whines.

"We're going to Emily and Sam's house for dinner." Germy says slowly.

"Count me out," Justin objects heading for the stairs.

"Me too," I agree, following him. I didn't like anything to do with the steroid crew, but apparently my parental s did.

"No! Both of you down here, and you're going straight to the car."Dad yells.

"And BOTH of you are going to be polite! And if you just hate it there I better not see you that way." Ric says.

"Ha ha ha. You're funny." I smile.

Germy gave me a death glare. The best scenario is that I don't get any acknowledgement from the steroid club. The worst? I end up playing UNO with one of them.

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Their house was small, and built like a log cabin. It seemed to be reeking of boys. If you can reek of that. It held a pretty average size of porch and it was nestled right in the middle of the forest. I swear if there's a forest fire, they're in for it.

"Hey, Zack!" Billy cheered, smiling from cheek to cheek. I saw Paul... and the rest of the steroid clan.

I officially regretted wearing a skirt today. But I'd lost the weight and wore it around all day in my house. It kind of gave me a self-esteem boost. Truth was, depression and lack of want for my food anymore got me to this weight. I wasn't proud of the way I lost it, but it wasn't my fault my family was detached. I wore a floral camisole, which surprisingly was okay with the weather... it was cool yet humid outside. I matched with a ruffled red skirt. Well, this was out of character for me. Now it's going to look like I'm trying to impress them. Which I'm not.

I followed Justin outside and into Emily and Sam's house. I was greeted by the steroid gang again. And the stares of all of them on me. I felt uncomfortable.

"Oh, Hello Luna!" Emily greeted me smiling along with Billy.

"Oh..." I look over to Ric who's giving me a stern look. "Hi."

"She's working on her interaction with others." Ric answered. "Please excuse her."

"I'll have you know-"

"PLEASE!" Kali screeches, holding her hand against my mouth and pulling me down. She accidentally tripped over an uneven piece in the hardwood floor. Taking us both down. Somehow Kali looped herself around and on top of me so she wouldn't have to take the fall.

"Are you alright?" Paul whispers, coming to my aid.

"yes." I roll my eyes upon my opening of my eyes and looking at him.

I can see him clench his jaw. He looked pissed, but that was none of my concern. Paul offered his hand to help me up, but I got up by myself. Leaving him on the floor. I'm just trying to ignore Paul, believe me... it's for his own good.

I got up to see Justin looking at all his brothers who abruptly left us. It was nerve-racking to see them, all together, without me or the other kids. We've always been really close, and them separating from me... us, is sad. It felt as if I was looking into the eyes of strangers now. They weren't the same. I don't know if they'd ever be.

"Let's have dinner!" Sam grinned. Oh god.

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It was after dinner and I don't think I've had a better dinner than that since my mom. Emily really was a great cook. I slump down on a couch, relieved. But I didn't show this, most of the time at dinner I was acting that I didn't want to be there, and Dad passed me some glares.

"Hey! Luna! Want to play Truth or Dare?" Annabelle asked, smiling next to Jacob and Embry.

"Why not."

"Okay..." Kali giggled. "Truth or Dare?"

"Truth." I'd always picked truth, I found that the dares involved something gross and unsanitary.

"Is it true that you always pick truth because of me daring you to eat dirt in ninth grade?"

Between surprise and shock, I look up to see blue-eyed Abigail. She was just leaning up against the door frame smiling.

"Bitch, you better run to me." She smirked. I screamed and sprinted to her, jumping into her.

"ABIGAIL!" I was finally smiling for the first time. Ever. "What?... How? ...Why?...HOW ARE YOU HERE?"

THERE! I love Abigail's character so much! And she gives Luna more of an attitude. So, you'll be seeing less of emotional and more of stubborn I must warn. So, stay tuned.

One more thing, if I get five reviews, I'll update on Sunday(Tomorrow) and it will contain 4,000 words in it. I promise. Therefor making it the longest chapter I've EVER written on Fan Fiction. So, review it up people of Earth!

Love and Ninja Swords,

~Heartstwirl

P.S.

Have you seen the music video, A Thousand Years - Christina Perri ? I absolutely LOVE her. If you haven't seen it, take a look... it has some scenes from Breaking Dawn(Pt.1) in it. (I liked her before the Music Video, but that makes her that much more cooler.) :D

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