Callie and I had breakfast with the Quinn's, it made sense for me to be here to help set up, Callie wanted to help too. It was a pretty talkative breakfast, making final arrangements and things like that. Brandon's old band is playing. It's pretty much going to be like the fundraiser they had for Girls United that Sophia told me about. She and I go up to her room to start getting ready.

"How was the funeral? I'm sorry I couldn't make it," She says.

"It was sad, I wrote a poem and buried it with him. I think he would have liked it. But I didn't know him that well."

"You knew him well enough to know he would be happy that you were there for him. You were a good sister to him, even if it was only for a few months."

"Thanks, S."

"You're so brave, not just for what you're doing for Freddie, for everything you've done. Not many girls can go through what you have and come out on top." She's so kind to me, she always is. Even though she might be trying to make up for what she said at Taylor's party, I'm still grateful.

"I'd hardly say I came out on top."

"Are you kidding? You're now an administrator for a website that helps hundreds of thousands of kids, you've started a charity that helps even more, and on top of that you're keeping up your grades. Now, which dress are you going to wear, the blue or the pink?" She holds up two frocks that once upon a time I would never have worn, I take the blue.

We get everything set up, Robert even arranged caterers and everything. There's a stage for the band, tables filled with finger food, blue balloons everywhere. I think even a guy like Freddie would appreciate this. The people start arriving, most of them are just Robert's associates, but there are a few familiar faces.

"Gracie!" Rita and the girls arrive, all smiling, Rita hugs me. "I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you." I hug the girls, even Gabi.

"But congratulations on everything you're doing, I mean, it's not surprising, you are Callie's sister."

"I'm just doing the best I can." I hug her again. "I'm supposed to like mingle, I guess. But thank you all for coming. It means a lot."

Callie and I float around the party like the social butterflies, we meet Robert and Gill's friends and talk to them all about Fost&Found, Justice4Jack, and The Freddie Foundation. Everyone seems genuinely interested, a lot of them had no idea there were so many problems in the foster system. I thought for a while that I wanted to become a teacher when I'm older but being here today and with what I've gone through, I know I want to have something to do with fixing the system like Freddie wanted. And I start today.

I spot familiar brunette hair across the patio. "Taylor." I walk over to her. "I didn't know you were coming." I haven't seen her since before the camping trip.

"Jude told me to come, I hope that's okay?"

"Of course it is." I hug her. "It's so good to see you again."

"You too, you look good." She gives me a flirty smirk. "And you look well."

"You look good too." I realize my hands are lingering on her waist, but I don't move them. "And thank you, I am well. I'm guessing you know where I was?"

"Yeah, Jude-"

"Jude told you, of course," I laugh, "You're best friends. Sometimes I forget that because when I think of you, I think of... you know, us."

"So, do I. Do you think of me a lot?"

"Sometimes, is that a problem?" I inch closer to her.

"I hope not, I find myself thinking of you too." We kiss, it's as if we could read each other's minds. I feel like that should scare me but something about it makes me like her more.

"Oh, hi Taylor," Moms come over. "Sweetie, the band is about to play a song and then you're up."

"Okay, I'll see you later." I hug Taylor again; it would be weird if I kissed her again in front of moms.

The pretty lead singer of Brandon's steps up to the microphone, while Callie and I stand at the side of the stage. "Hey guys, we're Someone's Little Sister thanks for coming out today!" The crowd cheers for them, it's only now I notice just how many people are here for this, "It's such a great cause." Brandon steps up.

"My sisters Gracie and Callie will be up in a few minutes to tell you a little more about it, but first we're going to play you a song. This is called Tomorrow's Never Gone." They start playing their song. When Brandon gave me his iPod to listen to their music, this song was my favorite. I think that's why they're playing it first; he can tell I'm a little nervous. It's beautiful and everyone is really getting into it. But before I know it, the song's over and Callie and I are up on stage.

"Hi, um most of you probably know me from the Girls United fundraiser about a year ago. We raised a lot of money, so thank you so much for that. Today we're here for another very important reason. I developed an app and website with my sister's help called Fost&Found, it's a place where foster children can go for advice, support, to support others. It's for foster kids, run by foster kids. But the truth is that no real change can be made by kids on the internet, the real change comes from you. After something tragic happened to a friend of mine, Jack Downey, we started a petition to pass a new bill called Jack's Law," Callie talks with poise and strength. "The system is broken, and Jack's Law aims to fix it, we need to stop funding privatized foster care and start funding foster care within the government. More proof has come to light recently that caught a lot of people's attention, so my sister Gracie has started a charity to work alongside Fost&Found to make it a place where kids can not only get advice and support, but they can receive actual help and find their safe place." She steps back from the microphone, it's my turn now.

"Thanks, Callie," I take a deep breath. "My brother, like Jack, was killed by the system. But, before that, his father was the one hurting him. I first met Freddie when he came to me at my school, he was cold and couldn't even look at me. But he was family and still tried to help me. As I got to know him, he opened up to me, and he was open to the system working for him even though it let me and others down multiple times, he placed trust in a system that no interest in keeping him safe.

"When Callie told me about Fost&Found, I didn't want to try and help, back then I was in the system and I was scared something bad would happen to me. Bad things happen to foster kids anyway, my family and I are living proof of that. My brother, Freddie, was in the system for only a matter of months and it screwed him in the worst way possible, but he didn't tell anyone because he was scared. The sad truth is that kids everywhere are scared because there isn't anyone making any change, and as Callie said, the change comes from you, and we're here today to tell you what you can do. You can donate, you can demand, and you can deliver because the people in charge won't deliver. There are people in blue t-shirts around holding clipboard and buckets, write your name and give what you can."

People immediately start getting their wallets out and signing things, "The t-shirts say The Freddie Foundation, that's the charity. It will work directly with Fost&Found and Jack's Law to actually give kids real support. Kids can go to our website, fill out a form, and make their claim to be placed in a safe foster home. Jack's Law is already helping hundreds of kids out and I know that with the actions we make we can save more of them. Freddie might have had to pay for the system's flaws then, but that stops today." I take a step back, breathless from my verbal battle. The people in front of me applaud me, they continue to donate. I look to my family, they're beaming up at me, filled with pride. I'm filled with pride too. Things will start to change, they already have.