Mated With Five Boys

"We need never be ashamed of our tears"- Charles Dickens

"Come on Mia, you can't stay out here forever! It's getting dark outside!® Rylan keeps insisting I go inside but I feel way more comfortable sitting out here on the porch step, where I don't have to meet a bunch of new people.

I don't understand why I'm so nervous about going inside, I've done this a thousand times.

But for some reason, this time just feels different.

I saw from the corner of my eye as Rylan scooted closer to me on the wooden steps we were sitting on, which made me uncomfortable.

I awkwardly cleared my throat and pulled his jacket, that I was still wearing, tighter around my body.

Personal space bud, look it up.

"Mia, just tell me what's on your mind."

He sighs out.

Even if I did know why I didn't want to go in that house, I still wouldn't have told him.

"Please, just let me help you"

He practically pleaded with me.

I glance over at him not convinced he actually cared about what I had to say, he was probably just tired of dealing with me.

But the look of genuine concern on his face somehow changed my mind.

Was I really going to do this? Was I really going to open up to Rylan? I guess I should have a little faith in him.

He did save me from becoming roadkill at the airport.

"What if they don’t like me?"

I whispered, looking down at the concrete, avoiding eye contact with him "That's it! We are going in.Stand up, Mia"

Rylan reached down and grabbing my hands forcing me to stand up.

Which I didn’t appreciate.

"I can stand up by myself, I grumbled, ripping my hands from his.Rylan just threw his hands up in the air in mock surrender.

I turned to stare at the door.

I hate being the new kid at a foster home, everyone is always so curious about you, wanting to know your whole life in one day.

I'm just not ready for all of that.

"Hey, look at me."

Rylan softly demanded.

I slowly looked up at him.

"You don't have anything to worry about here, everyone's going to love you, Mia"

His warms eyes almost convinced that what he said was true.

"And If you're not comfortable with going inside yet then okay, we won't.

Whenever you're ready Mia, even if we have to sit out here all night, so be it"

Rylan continued.

I quickly swallowed and looked away from him.

Why is he being so nice? What does he want from me? "No, just give me a minute,’ I told him.

"I think she’s coming in Ma!"

spoke a voice behind the curtain of the window by the porch.

"Shhhh she going to hear you, dummy!"

Another voice whispered.

"Wyatt, Camila! Stop spying on the poor girl"

Rylan shouted, laughing at them.

"I think I'm ready."

I decided.

I just want to get this over with.

"After you madam, lead the way"

Rylan bowed.

"You're so weird,’ I noted out loud.

"You'll learn to love it."

He winked playfully at me.

He started laughing we he saw me roll my eyes at his obvious flirting.

I took a deep breath and opened the front door.

I barely made it a foot inside when I was embraced.

The sudden action shocked me making my whole body tense up.

But when I realized the person wasn't trying to hurt me but was actually hugging me, my body relaxed slightly.

I'm not much of a hugger or even a toucher for that matter.

The overly excited girl finally pulled away but kept me in an arms distance from her.

She had long dirty blonde hair that went way past her shoulders and bright sky blue eyes.

She was very pretty.

"I'm Kina’ She said, beaming at me.

"Mia; I replied back, smiling lightly so she didn't think I was being rude.

She was very friendly, almost too friendly if you'd ask me.

I looked around the room, everywhere I looked there were already a pair of eyes already on me, which didn't help my anxiousness at all.

The once spacious room didn't feel as big anymore.

You know that one scene in Indiana Jones where they are trapped in the room filled with spikes and then suddenly the walls are to coming in on them? Well, that's how I feel right about now.

Okay, maybe that was a little over dramatic but, the point still remains.

staring at me was starting to make feel self-conscious, so I decided to focus on

was I presume to be the living room, it was

massive, brown wrap around couch, with

the dark wooden floor, and

had a large

right in

pictures of Rose's foster

pictures up of the kids is when they are going to adopt them or

me to see a large, expensive-looking chandelier hanging from the ceiling when you first directly walk into the house, I would hate to

my eyes back down and accidentally made eye contact with Kina, who was still standing in front

behind her to see a large staircase leading upstairs,

behind

other place I could look now was to my right, which

what was in it because of all the people, that I have yet to notice

side freezer and fridge and even has it's own water and ice dispenser? As I was looking around the house I couldn't shake the feeling of a burning gaze on me and it was starting to make me uncomfortable, I scanned through the small group of people, now finally noticing their existence, trying to find the culprit of the highly

with friendly smiles washed across their faces and curious looks in their eyes, so where was this feeling coming from? I gazed across the kitchen one more time, still searching for answers

dark brown, almost black hair that was perfectly

dark brown eyes gave him

was wearing a black leather jacket

at me he looked away with a

his type, and I already knew that I

on getting my life back together, and so far it’s not

and

eyes away from the gorgeous, yet

attention to the bubbly blonde boy

similar to Kina with the blonde

flirting, unless it's with

boy from

hush, let me have

patting the boy

just rolled his eyes and

"I'm Phoenix, Wyatt's boyfriend."

me, grabbing his boyfriend's

with shaggy

oldest at nineteen, which was strange because usually, foster

little sister,

I also remember reading in the file

"Hi."

said, waving at

information and new faces, and from the boy in

I'm pretty sure they were

while Camila walked up to me and gave mea hug.I squirmed awkwardly in her arms, I just

over to Rylan and silently prayed for

stood there and watched,

going to be great friends, I

She told me.

forced a smile at her, just to show

Being nice is exhausting.

in the kitchen is

Rylan told me.

"But he's a hardass""

He explained.

boy in the kitchen, His deep stare made me antsy, I felt like a young child being scrutinized for doing something wrong and not have a damn clue what

"I'm leaving.

said, exiting the kitchen and running up

was smooth and hard,

I furrowed my brows.

worry about him; Rylan reassured me,

I'm

you take Mia

as Rose spoke, her voice was sweet and soft yet strong and assertive, which matched her personality

"Sure thing Ma."

She agreed.

looked over at Rose to see her reaction and but she

How strange.

me? Camila

went up to the

Jesus this is a lot of

else, all the other rooms on the lower

She told me.

do with whatever I get; I

curious, Rose, Rylan, and Wyatt's

brother and I rooms are on the second floor, along with Phoenix, Kina, and

Wyatt's room and Kina and

didn't mind being

the bright side Axel and you are the only ones on this floor so you'll have a lot of privacy, plus

She continued on.

"Axel's room

asked her, making sure I

"Yup."

said again,

Great.

he likes me too much;

personal Mia,

smiled sadly

I thought I

that in mind? I

I put some clothes in the closet for you;

"Thank you,"

said, suddenly

you need anything I'll

walking

Finally, time to myself.

and opened the door to my new room

that caught my

the in center of the room and underneath it was a bench with three light purple cushions and matching

it had bookcases built into

saw the

cover on the bed matched the cushions on the bench, the lilac color went well

the room was a desk with a computer and a radio sitting on

sitting on top of it and off to the

bookcases and ran my fingers across the

owner of these books is had

J.K Rowling to Stephen King and even

bookcase, I took out the picture of my mother and sat it on the table by the

out and chance anyone seeing it or

down at

mother's light brown hair was laying effortlessly over her shoulders, and her eyes held so

feel like

much; I

"Mia?"

knocking on the

it now? I don't really want to be

"Come in.

I sighed out.