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.

was starting to make feel self-conscious, so I

left is was I presume to be the

massive, brown wrap around couch, with

was also a huge maroon-colored rug, that covered over the dark wooden

even had a

right in

pictures of Rose's foster kids scattered on the walls

parents put pictures up of the kids is when they are going to adopt them or to trick social

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

then brought my eyes back down and accidentally made eye contact with Kina, who

ignored it and looked behind her to see a large staircase leading upstairs, it was nothing special,

also a hallway behind her

other place I could look now was to my

people, that I have yet

did see stainless refrigerator though, 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

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

dark brown, almost black hair that was perfectly placed on his

dark brown eyes gave him a

black leather jacket that basically screamed

him glaring at me he looked

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

I'm more focused on getting my life back together,

and

away from the gorgeous, yet

to the bubbly blonde

with the blonde hair and blue

unless it's with

boy from behind

me have

boy on his stomach

rolled his eyes

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

me, grabbing his boyfriend's

shaggy brown hair and chocolate

that he was the oldest at nineteen, which was strange because usually, foster kids leave the system when they turn

little sister,

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

"Hi."

waving at

head was already spinning from the information and new faces, and from the boy in the kitchen."That's

they

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

looked over to Rylan and silently prayed for him

stood there and watched, smirking

to be great friends,

She told me.

smile at her, just

Being nice is exhausting.

jackass in the kitchen

Rylan told me.

"But he's a hardass""

He explained.

me antsy, I felt like a young child being scrutinized for doing something wrong and not have a damn clue what in the

"I'm leaving.

exiting the kitchen and running

smooth and

I furrowed my brows.

worry about

worry, I'm

take Mia up to her room,’

as Rose spoke, her voice was sweet and

"Sure thing Ma."

She agreed.

looked over at Rose to see

How strange.

me? Camila told

behind her as we went up to the second and then Passed the second floor and up

Jesus this is a lot

else, all the

She told me.

with whatever I

curious, Rose, Rylan, and Wyatt's bedrooms are

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

in Wyatt's room and

didn't mind being away

and you are the only ones on this

She continued on.

room is

her, making sure I

"Yup."

said again, nodding her

Great.

think he likes

it personal Mia,

sadly at

I thought I

keep that in mind?

I put some clothes in the

"Thank you,"

suddenly

anything

said walking

Finally, time to myself.

opened the door to

caught my attention was the huge

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

it had bookcases built into the wall,

the room and saw the huge bed, I've never had a bed this big

the

the corner of the room was a desk with a computer

a tv sitting on top of it and off to the side was two sliding closet

of the bookcases and ran my fingers across

owner of these books is had really good

Stephen King and

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

don't want to leave my book out and chance anyone seeing it or worse, reading

down at the

hair was laying effortlessly over her shoulders, and her

doesn't feel like it's

so much; I whispered

"Mia?"

called out, knocking

is it now? I don't really want

"Come in.

I sighed out.