Title: The home (1/?)

Pairing: Demi/Selena

Rating: T?

A/N: Decided to start… A MULTICHAPTERED FIC!

Disclaimer: Didn't happen between these two girls, although it may have happened between some other random girls.

Summary: Demi and Selena both live in a group home, they share a room, they're both 15 (sorry, I just don't know if they'd have to leave the foster home if they were 17), and are both closet lesbians. What will happen? :O

Demi's POV (Age 15)

10 years I've been in this place, 3 years since Selena came here, 3 years since I've loved her, 3 years since I've kept that a secret from her.

Over time, Kids have come and go, I've gotten used to that, but Selena has been here the whole time, Kids have grown to old to live here anymore, and the cute, young kids have been fostered, or adopted. Some went back to their families, and some went to a different kids home, for reasons I don't know.

Selena and I have been here since we arrived, we haven't left, every other kid that was here before has left, but we haven't.

We're both 15 now, and most likely, we'll be living together until we're 18, because no-one wants to foster a moody teenager who refuse to be fostered unless their friend can come with them.

Tonight, is going to be a good night, though, because we've both decided to use our late passes for the night, so we're allowed out till midnight on the conditions that we stick together. We've both been saving up our allowance for a month, and all together, we had $40.

We went to the shop yesterday, and hung around outside the local shop, until someone offered to go in for us.

They got us alcohol; a bottle of vodka, and cider, we also had $5 change, which we brought food with.

So, we were now in our room, both getting ready. I wore a black sparkly top, which was over-sized, and fish-net tights on underneath with my black heals. Selena was wearing a white vest-top, and black skinny jeans, with red converse.

"Ready?" I asked her. She looked gorgeous, but there's nothing new there, even on the first day I saw her, when she had tear stains, puffy eyes, and bruises, which she showed me later in the week that I met her, I still thought she was gorgeous.

"Yep, you got the stuff?" She asked. I held up my bag, and she smiled.

The rest of the night was a blur of various places, fields, and then coming back, just on time. We had to put on a 'sober act', which I doubt was very convincing, considering the morning after, our clothes stunk of alcohol.

There was one thing about after we got back that night that wasn't a blur though.

"Sshhhh… we… we'll w-wake everyone down." Selena said through fits of giggles. I joined her with the giggling and attempted to climb up on to my bed. I failed. Epically.

I slipped, and fell onto the floor, hitting my head. It hurt, but I couldn't stop laughing.

"C-Come on, come lie on me." Selena said as she pulled me up from the floor and we both fell over onto her bed, me lying next to her, laughing my ass off.

Our eyes met, and before I could stop myself, I kissed her. She looked shocked.

"Oh my god, I've drank way to much, I'm sorry, I'm going to bed." I said. As I was about to get up, I felt her, grab my wrist.

"Nah, you c-can sleep here, 'cause you'll slip again." She said, before giggling again. I smiled, and lay back down on the bed.

We both passed out about 20 minutes later.

The next day

"Demi, Selena, Melinda wants you in her office, she seems mad." One of the younger kids called as he ran past our bedroom. We were both awake, but not up. Why would we be? It was the Christmas holidays, no school.

"Ugh, come one, lets go." I said as I grabbed her hand, and we walked down the hallways on the all to familiar path to Mel's office. Yes, I had successfully corrupted Selena into getting into trouble with me on a weekly basis.

As usual, we didn't knock, we just walked in, and took our usual seats across from Mel's desk, and resting our feet on her pile of paperwork.

"What's up, Mel?" Selena asked as she picked her nails.

"Oh, nothing, just the empty bottle of vodka you dropped on your way in last night." She said casually as she held the bottle up from down beside her chair.

We were screwed.

"We… Erm… we can explain." I said, although it didn't really matter, all she could really do was ground us, couldn't she?

"Go on then."

"We… we were… we just wanted to have some fun, it's so boring here, we can never watch TV, because the boys are always on the playstation, we can't go on the computer, because we only get half an hour a day each, and we cant have any privacy because people are always in our business. We just wanted to have fun, and not worry about getting into trouble, so we went out to have fun." I told her honestly.

"I know where you girls are coming from with that, but facts are, you're underage, and I can't just overlook this. You're both grounded for 2 weeks, and Your allowance will be stopped for the two weeks you're grounded." She said sadly.

"What?! That's not fair! All we did was have some fun, you can't ground us for being normal teenagers." Selena protested.

"I'm sorry, but that's what I'm going to have to do, if you argue about it, you'll be separated, because this is serious. You can go now." She said as she pointed towards the door. I rolled my eyes, and left, with Selena following closely behind me.

"Ugh, fuck this, I hate this place, we can't do anything without getting caught. I wish we could just do one thing that fun without getting into shit." I complained, resisting the urge to punch the bed post. It didn't work, and my fist collided with the wood, leaving pain in my hand, but less anger in my body.

"Babes, don't, it won't help you, it'll just end up with a trip down the hospital, punch a pillow instead." Selena said as she rested a hand on my arm. I rolled my eyes and sat on the bottom bunk bed, even though it's Selena's, not mine. Instead of hitting a pillow, I screamed into one.

"Okay, I guess that works too." She said through quiet giggles as she stroked my hair soothingly. Some of the many reasons I love her. She looks after me, and wants what's best for me, she always manages to make me feel better, and she can make me smile even if the world's crashing down around me.

"Thanks… You're amazing, I love you, Sel." I told her. She wouldn't think anything of it, I always said that to her. Mind you, I don't normally kiss her and then tell her I love her the next day.

Her hand stopped in my hair, but soon started again.

"I love you too, Dems, I always will." And the same as she wouldn't, I didn't think anything of it, as much as I wanted to.

We stayed in the position we were in for a while, before everyone was called down for lunch.

Lunch was the same as usual, boring, but Melinda decided to announce that we would all be going ice skating tomorrow, to celebrate it being a week until Christmas.

For any other kid, or the younger kids, They're all happy because it's only a week till Christmas, but when you're in care, and you're over 9 years old, you learn that Santa's not coming to you, it's just Melinda, Riley and Joanna who fill your stocking. You only get $30 spent on you, because you live in a kids home, and the $30 isn't really a lot if you think about it.

Anyway, we did get to go ice-skating tomorrow.

To bad I can't skate.