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.

self-conscious, so

is was I presume to be the living room,

wrap around couch, with uncomfortable looking decorative pillows placed

dark wooden floor, and a

had a

on the wall, right in front of the

of Rose's foster kids scattered on the walls and

are going to adopt them or to

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

down and accidentally made eye contact with Kina, who was

large staircase leading upstairs, it was nothing special,

hallway behind her leading to

could look now was to my right, which

of all the people, that

you know the really fancy one, with the side by 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

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

dark brown, almost black hair that

brown eyes gave him

black leather

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

knew his type, and I already knew that I needed to stay as far away from

more focused on getting my life back together, and so

Wyatt, and you're

from the gorgeous, yet

attention to the bubbly blonde boy in

strangely looked similar to Kina with

flirting, unless

boy from

me

patting the boy on

his eyes

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

me, grabbing his

shaggy brown hair and chocolate

remember from the file that he was the oldest at nineteen, which was strange because usually, foster kids leave the

little

the couch, I also remember reading in

"Hi."

waving

and new faces, and from the boy in the

to the siblings, I'm pretty sure they were Cuban or some

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

and silently prayed for him

stood there and watched, smirking to

to be great friends, I can

She told me.

at her, just to show I wasn't being

Being nice is exhausting.

in the

Rylan told me.

"But he's a hardass""

He explained.

the 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 in the hell I

"I'm leaving.

Axel said, exiting the kitchen and running up

smooth and hard, emotionless

I furrowed my brows.

problem? "Don't worry about him;

I'm not;

why don't you take Mia up to her room,’

sweet and soft yet

"Sure thing Ma."

She agreed.

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

How strange.

me? Camila told

as we went up to the second

this is a lot of

away from everyone else, all the other rooms on the lower levels are

She told me.

with whatever

Rose, Rylan, and Wyatt's bedrooms are all on the

rooms are on the second

downstairs in Wyatt's room and Kina and Indy share

mind being away from

only ones on this floor so

She continued on.

"Axel's room is up

asked her, making sure I

"Yup."

said again, nodding her

Great.

likes

Mia, Axel

sadly at

thought I

that in mind? I told

right, Kina, Indy and I put some clothes in the closet for you; Camila told me, pointing at

"Thank you,"

said, suddenly

you need anything I'll

said walking down

Finally, time to myself.

breath and opened the door to my new room and

my attention

of the room and underneath it was a

of the window, it had bookcases built

and saw the huge bed, I've never had

the cushions on the bench, the lilac

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

dresser with a tv sitting on top of it and off

walked to one of the bookcases and ran my fingers across

owner of these books is had really good

Rowling to Stephen King

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

my book out and chance anyone

down

light brown hair was laying effortlessly over her shoulders, and her eyes

like it's been 10

you so much; I

"Mia?"

called out, knocking on the

it now? I don't really want to

"Come in.

I sighed out.