She was so delicate. I loved to hold her. I could see bits of him everywhere in her. She owned his blue eyes and his loving heart. I couldn't have left her in there. What shall I do?

When I woke up this time felt the familar surface of smooth porcelain. I first thought that the last few days had all been a dream and I was back in my beach house in florida with my mom's arms wrapped round me. But then I opened my eyes and I saw I was back in Uncle Tom's bathroom.

But the situation seemed different. Like there was something wrong. I climbed out and almost slipped on the smooth surface. I etched open the door and saw Uncle Tom. He was looking through pictures on the glass table in the living area. He felt my presence and looked up at me.

I didn't move. He simply smiled,' what am I going to do with you?' He gestured I come and join him. I opened the door more and solemnly walked over. He held out a small box for me. I opened it and a smile found it's way onto my face. Inside was a long bin silver chain with a large silver number at the front. It shined brightly and I quickly attached it around my neck.

'781229! My lucky number! Oh thank you!' I hugged him round his neck.

'Calm down, Nicki. It's only a necklace. I was going to give it to you for your birthday but you looked like you needed it now.' He ruffled my hair,' I know you've had a hard few weeks and you really miss you're mom but you can be anything here! You can express yourself in many ways.'

'Can I come live with you, Uncle Tom? I like it here.' I played with the necklace around my neck.

'No, sorry Nicki but I'm in no way connected to you so I won't have legal rights. You have to go back.'

'But they hate me...'

'Well, the Tragers are very cautious. They were just discussing if they should trust you or not. They don't hate you.'

'Sure... Can I go for a walk?' I got up slowly.

'Yes ok... Would you like me to come with you?'

I looked at him questioningly,' I don't need a babysitter Uncle Tom...'

'Ok, and Nicki don't go stressing yourself out, you almost had a seizure.'

'Sure,' I walked into the bathroom and changed into some cleaner jeans and a black crop top with a red design and I grabbed the leather jacket again. For some reason I loved it. As I left the loft, I waved my phone at Uncle Tom and he placed his thumbs up. I grabbed a small shoulder bag and placed my purse inside. I thought I might buy something.

I walked down the streets aimlessly. I had no idea where to go but my mind processed the streets and kept an accurate data record. Surprisingly the familiarity of the previous days had gone and my mind felt calmer. After a while I found myself in a park filled with fields and basketball courts. There was also a lake so I sat down beside it on a slight embankment.

I closed my eyes and rested. Uncle Tom told me to meditate for at least ten minutes every day. After I'd finished I looked over the water. The summer day was warm and the sun was shining over the landscape. Suddenly something banged into me and I realised someone had tripped over me. I got up to see a teenage boy about my age wearing basketball kit and a skinny girl also my age wearing barely anything except for a bikini top and mini shorts.

'Watch where you're sitting, bitch!' The girl looked down at her shoes where a small scuff mark had appeared,' oh my god, you ruined my sandals! I'm going to have to buy new ones!' She looked at me with annoyance.

'It's only a mark, you don't have to buy new shoes for that.' I bent down to pick up by bag which had fallen off my shoulder. But I felt a stab of pressure in my left arm,' Ow! What was that for?' I looked at the girl then at the boy who was looking at the girl with embarrassment mixed with anger. The girl reached for my other arm and poked it as well.

'It's for ruining my outfit. Nobody ruins my outfit.'

'Its only a shoe...' I began to walk away when I felt a tug on my hair. I turned and stared at her. I was used to this. Nobody even talked to me back home.

'Oops! Sorry! Did that hurt?' She said.

'Yes,'

'Omg! Who is this chick?' She stepped forward but the boy grabbed her arm.

'Violette, don't.' She looked at him.

'Fine... But mark my words you're not going to want to be here any longer!' She stormed off. I turned and walked away

'I'm sorry...' I turned to see the boy, looking at me,' for Violette. She gets like that sometimes.'

'Oh thank you for apologising.' I carried on walking towards the basketball courts.

But then I felt a light tap on my shoulder and the boy came and joined my steps next to me,' um... I'm Mason... But people call me Mace'

I looked at him blankly,'that s usually when you tell me you're name.'

'Oh sorry... This is the longest someone's talked to me, I really don't now how to converse.'

He laughed a light chuckle,' how about you tell me your name and we carry on from there.'

'Oh I'm Nicole but people call me Nicki, well at least my mom did...' We neared the courts and we could see a crowd gathering.

'Wow! I think that's Dr Baylin! He's awesome at hoops. Come on!' He grabbed my hand and yanked me towards the court. The noise got louder and the place was covered with kids but I could see someone throwing a basket ball and getting it in the hoop the whole time. I looked at the person throwing the ball.

I looked at him open mouthed. For there was Kyle getting the ball in the hoop every time. Mace pushed to the front and he dragged me behind him. I didn't want to go, Kyle was the last person, I wanted to see. When we got to the front we could see Kyle teaching a group of kids to shoot.

Then when he shoot another time the ball went in but bounced next to feet. That's when Kyle saw me,'Nicki?' Oh god! Where's Uncle Tom when I needed him?

'Kyle...' I said very unenthusiastically. I picked the ball up and twirled it on my finger.

'Wait? You know Dr Baylin?' Mace piped up next to me.

'Sure... Whatever...' I felt like I had to get out of there. So I left with a bang, I bounced the ball of a nearby bench then on the edge of a bin then onto a tree then in the hoop. Kyle looked at me weirdly.

'How did you do that?'

'I calculated the angle of trajectory and released the ball at the right power. Simple physics really...' I pushed my way through the crowd and back into the open. The kids shuffled apart when Kyle came after me but I ignored him.

'Have you done that before?' He called.

'Yeah me and my mom played but oh wait you don't think that she's my mom do you?' As I walked away, Kyle followed meaning the crowd of children and teenagers followed. This was not my day, not only does everyone know I'm here, they'll follow Kyle who'll follow me home and that wasn't good.

'Nicki look we're sorry for that night... We shouldn't have said what we did.'

'Kyle leave me alone! I'll get on fine on my own!' I turned to go.

'Wait!' He came towards me and looke at my necklace,' where'd you get this?'

'It's a present from Uncle Tom, if you must know! It's my lucky number!'

He touched it with his finger,'781229... who's Uncle Tom?'

'Get off and leave me alone!' I beginning to get stressed and I didn't want another seizure so I ran and quick as I could. I looked back and realised Kyle was following me but the rest of the crowd had given up. I hurried towards of group of trees and quickly became lost.

'Nicki, stop please.' Kyle was calling to me. I was getting paranoid, the stress was too much.

'Kyle, stop! It hurts!' He stopped chasing me and my legs gave way, so I need up sat at the bottom of a tree. That's when I heard Kyle slowly approach me.

'Where does it hurt?' He bent down next to me,' I'm sorry, Nicki I keep pressuring you.'

I pointed to my head, then to my ankles. He slowly placed his warm hands on them and closed his eyes. It reminded me of when mom used to wrap me in her arms and close her eyes. I missed her but Kyle's touch felt very similar to hers.

Suddenly my body relaxed and the pain in my ankles subsided. I looked at Kyle who was smiling at me.

'Feeling better?' I liked his smile,' there's a reason I'm a doctor. I'm sorry Nicki, we all are. It's just we've been very... Cautious and nervous these past ten years. We don't have a large area of trust. What I'm trying to say is we'd love for you to come stay with us.' I was still deciding if I should trust them. Kyle looked at me, he smiled,' you look so much like Jessi.' Then he noticed my empty abdomen,' you don't have a belly button.' He chuckled. He reached to see and I let him, he touch felt caring.

'Yeah, I don't. I think it's because my mum didn't have one either. She said I was like her in too many ways.' I turned to Kyle who pulled his shirt up.

'I don't have one either.' I stared and true enough he owned no belly button. He picked me up and carried me back to the park,'think you can walk now?'

I nodded and he set me down. We walked together for a while. I noticed people were looking at me and I felt insecure.

'Kyle? I thought you were called Trager why is everyone calling you Dr Baylin?'

'That was my real father's name. He died. And I wanted to be connected to him so I changed my name.'

'Oh so you were adopted like my mom?' He nodded,' I didn't know that, you seem so at home with them,'

'Oh well, um... I've known them a long time...' Suddenly I heard a fast beating heart pounding in my ears. Weird.. I thought.

'Ok then... What can you tell me about my mom? You probably know things about her I don't.' We had made are way back to the courts where a game was going on. There were a lot of spectators and I saw Mace run up and score a goal. He saw me and winked. My face became warm and I had no idea why. But then I spotted Violette at the side and she made a gesture at me,by drawing her fire across her neck.

Kyle noticed her,' how'd you know, Violette?'

I scoffed,' I don't know her she just tripped over me when I was laying on the grass. And now she thinks I ruined her shoes.' We watched the game for a while together until the ball came and landed at our feet.

A/N What do you think? Should I continue? Please tell me!

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