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.

starting to make feel self-conscious, so I decided to focus

is was I presume to be the living

wrap around couch, with uncomfortable looking

that covered over the dark wooden floor, and a

had a large widescreen

wall, right in

shocked when I saw framed pictures of Rose's foster kids scattered on the

the kids is when they are going to adopt them or to trick social workers into believing they give a rat ass

ceiling when you first directly walk into the house, I would hate to see the

down and accidentally made eye

large staircase leading upstairs, it

hallway behind her leading to

other place I could look now

of all the people, that I have yet to

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

me was looking at me 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 when my eyes landed on the person in the back of the room sending death glares towards me The boy nearly took my breath

dark brown, almost black hair that was perfectly placed on

eyes gave him a dangerous

black leather jacket that

he saw I caught him glaring at me he looked away with

I needed to stay as

days were long gone, I'm more focused on getting my life back together, and so far it’s not going exactly according

and you're

from

the bubbly blonde boy in

to Kina with the blonde hair and blue

unless it's with

boy from behind

hush, let me have some

the boy

his eyes and

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

told me, grabbing his

had boyish features, with shaggy brown hair and chocolate brown

he was the oldest at nineteen, which was strange

my little

to a girl seated on the couch, I also remember reading in the file

"Hi."

waving at

was already spinning from the information and new faces, and from the boy in

siblings, I'm pretty sure they were Cuban or some kind of

said, while Camila walked up to me and gave mea hug.I squirmed awkwardly

and silently prayed for him to get her off

of course, he just stood there and

going to be

She told me.

at her, just

Being nice is exhausting.

jackass in

Rylan told me.

"But he's a hardass""

He explained.

I felt like a young child being scrutinized for doing something wrong

"I'm leaving.

said, exiting the kitchen and running

voice was smooth

I furrowed my brows.

about him; Rylan reassured me,

I'm not;

take Mia

her voice was sweet and soft yet strong

"Sure thing Ma."

She agreed.

to call her mom? I looked over at Rose to see her

How strange.

me? Camila told

up to the second and then Passed the second floor

is a lot of

from everyone else, all the other rooms

She told me.

with whatever I get; I

in case you're curious, Rose, Rylan, and Wyatt's bedrooms are all

are on the second floor, along with Phoenix, Kina,

in Wyatt's room and Kina

I didn't mind being away from

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

She continued on.

room

sure I heard her

"Yup."

again, nodding

Great.

likes

it personal Mia, Axel

sadly at

I thought

that in mind? I told

Kina, Indy and I put some clothes in the closet

"Thank you,"

said, suddenly

need anything

walking down the

Finally, time to myself.

a deep breath and opened the door

that caught my attention was the huge bay

a bench with three light purple cushions and matching

either side of the window, it had bookcases built into the wall, already filled with

right of the room and saw

matched the cushions on the bench, the lilac color went well with the white walls and dark

of the room was a desk with a computer and a radio

the left of the room was a white dresser with a tv sitting on top of it and

walked to one of the bookcases and ran my fingers across

the owner of these books is had really good

from J.K Rowling to Stephen King and

my journal to the bookcase, I took out the picture of my mother and sat

out and

down at the

hair was laying effortlessly over her shoulders, and her eyes held so much happiness

doesn't feel like it's

miss you so much; I whispered to

"Mia?"

out, knocking on

is it now? I don't really

"Come in.

I sighed out.