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,

presume to be

a massive, brown wrap around couch, with uncomfortable looking decorative pillows placed

a huge maroon-colored rug, that covered over the dark wooden floor, and a glass coffee table on top

had a large widescreen

on the wall, right in front of

framed pictures of Rose's foster kids scattered on the

are going to

to look above me to see a large, expensive-looking chandelier hanging from the ceiling when you first directly walk

eyes back down and accidentally made eye

it and looked behind her to see a large staircase leading upstairs,

behind her leading

could look now was to

it because of all the people, that

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

curious looks in their eyes, so where was this feeling coming from? I gazed across the kitchen one more time,

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

dark brown eyes gave him a

was wearing a black leather

caught him glaring at me he looked away with a

and I already knew that I needed

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

and you're

my eyes away from the gorgeous, yet

the bubbly blonde boy in

to Kina with the blonde hair

flirting, unless

boy from behind

me have some

boy on

rolled his eyes and turned

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

me, grabbing his

with shaggy brown hair and chocolate brown

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

my little

also remember reading in the file

"Hi."

waving

the information and new faces, and from the

they were Cuban or some kind of Hispanic

Camila walked up to me and gave mea hug.I

over to Rylan and silently prayed for him to

he just stood there and watched,

be

She told me.

a smile at her, just to show I wasn't

Being nice is exhausting.

jackass in the kitchen is

Rylan told me.

"But he's a hardass""

He explained.

a young child being scrutinized for doing something

"I'm leaving.

said, exiting the kitchen

smooth and

I furrowed my brows.

about him; Rylan reassured me, probably noticing my

worry, I'm not; I

you take Mia up to

watched as Rose spoke, her voice was sweet and soft yet

"Sure thing Ma."

She agreed.

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

How strange.

Camila told

up to the second and

Jesus this is a

else, all the other

She told me.

whatever I get; I

and

rooms are on the second floor, along

usually downstairs in Wyatt's room and Kina and

didn't mind

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

She continued on.

room is up here

sure I

"Yup."

again, nodding

Great.

think he likes me too much;

Mia, Axel

smiled sadly at

thought I was

keep that in mind?

white door on the right, Kina, Indy and I put some clothes

"Thank you,"

said, suddenly

anything I'll be

said walking

Finally, time to myself.

door to my new room and

my attention was the huge bay

and underneath it was a bench with

the window, it had bookcases built into the wall,

looked to the right of the room and saw the huge bed, I've never had a bed this

the lilac color went

corner of the room was a desk with a computer

sitting on top of

one of the bookcases and

books is had really good taste

Stephen King and even

I took out the picture of my mother and

want to leave my book out and

stared down at the

hair was laying effortlessly over her shoulders, and her eyes held

doesn't feel like it's been

so much; I whispered to

"Mia?"

out, knocking on the

now? I don't

"Come in.

I sighed out.