Ally sat in the living room for hours before Mel got up. Mel walked in dragging her feet, rubbing her eyes, yawning with her hair sticking up all over her head. When she raised her hand over her head she saw Ally.

"Hi Ally."

"Hey Mel." Ally sighed. Mel looked at her.

"How long have you been up?"

"Long enough to eat breakfast with my parents and have my grandparents escorted off campus." Mel opened her eyes wide.

"Oh." Then she walked into the bathroom leaving the door open.

"Door, Mel."

"I don't care." Ally shrugged. Some people just aren't early risers. It didn't help that Mel smoke marijuana and a few other things with her "friends." Ally looked down at the book in her lap. She had a Psychology test in a few days and she needed to make sure she knew she was prepared. Finally, Mel walked out of the bathroom and poured herself a cup of coffee and sat in the living room. "Quite a pick me up. Coffee with just a hint of vodka. My own special blend." Mel smiled.

"Should you really be drinking?" Mel glared at Ally.

"Listen kid. You may have had the easy life on Long Island, but the big fish swim here."

"Easy?" Ally scoffed. "My grandparents were just escorted off campus by security. I wouldn't exactly call that easy. My childhood wasn't hard, but I've gotten a dose of the real world." Mel laughed.

"My father left when I was six. I took up smoking when I was seven because my mother smoked. She died when I was fifteen and that's when I started drinking. My great aunt took me into her home and she's paying for my education. Unlike you coming from a wonderful home in Long Island; I lived on the streets of Brooklyn from the time I was six until I was fifteen."

"Why did your mom buy cigarettes, but not find a place to live?" Mel whirled around to look at Ally.

"How dare you judge my mother? You don't even know her!" Mel stormed out slamming the door behind her. Before Ally could blink twice, the door opened. Mel whisked in from the doorway to her bedroom. She wouldn't go out looking like she just got up.

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The phone rang and Ally picked it up after two rings. She put her textbook on the coffee table.

"Hello?"

"Ally?" A female voice chimed.

"Aunt Amy?" She asked. Ally could tell by Amy's tone that she was smiling. She loved her aunt because she was bright and upbeat compared to the rest of the family.

"I was wondering if it'd be alright if mom and I came to see you. I know it's not the same as having your family though." Ally smiled.

"You are my family. More normal than my own family probably." Ally replied and Amy laughed.

"We do have some interesting family on the Barone side don't we?" Amy giggled.

"At least yours is only marriage. My relationship is blood." Ally paused. "I'll see you whenever you all feel like coming up. I know you were here for breakfast earlier."

"Thank you Ally." She paused. "You've really grown up since I met you." Ally chuckled.

"I was just a child Aunt Amy. Now I'm a grown adult." She sat there and thought about that. She's out on her own in the adult world for the first time. She was experiencing a taste of freedom and she had only been out a little under six months. This would be the ride of a lifetime.

A/N: This is the last chapter of the story. Hope you enjoyed it:) I know it's short, but sometimes stories just are.