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.

make feel self-conscious, so I decided to focus on my

was I presume to be

brown wrap around couch, with

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

had a large

wall, right

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

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

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

accidentally made eye contact with Kina,

a large staircase leading upstairs, it was nothing special,

behind her

could look now was

it because of all the people, that I have yet to notice their existence, were

I was looking around the house I couldn't shake the feeling of a burning gaze on me

around 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

brown, almost black hair

gave him

wearing a black leather

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

his type, and I already knew that I

long gone, I'm more focused on getting my life back together, and so far it’s

and you're

eyes away from the gorgeous, yet

the bubbly blonde boy in front of

strangely looked similar to Kina with the blonde hair

flirting, unless it's with

boy

hush, let me have some

boy on

his eyes and turned

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

grabbing

features, with shaggy brown hair and chocolate brown

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

my little sister,

couch, I also remember

"Hi."

waving

from the information and new faces, and from the boy in the kitchen."That's Angelo and his twin sister

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

and gave mea hug.I squirmed awkwardly in her arms, I just love hugging total

prayed for

he just stood there and watched,

are going to be great friends, I

She told me.

at her, just to show

Being nice is exhausting.

jackass in

Rylan told me.

"But he's a hardass""

He explained.

felt like a young child being scrutinized for doing something wrong and not have a damn clue what in

"I'm leaving.

Axel said, exiting the kitchen and

smooth

I furrowed my brows.

the hell is his problem? "Don't worry about him; Rylan reassured

I'm not; I

you take Mia up to her

Rose spoke, her voice was sweet and soft yet strong and assertive,

"Sure thing Ma."

She agreed.

Rose mother too? She allows her foster kids to call her mom? I looked over at Rose to see her

How strange.

Camila

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

is a lot

is so far away from everyone else, all the other rooms on the lower

She told me.

 make do with whatever I

case you're curious, Rose, Rylan, and

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

room and Kina and Indy

mind being away

side Axel and you are the only ones on this floor

She continued on.

room is up

sure I

"Yup."

said again, nodding

Great.

he likes me too much;

take it personal Mia, Axel doesn't like

sadly

thought

keep that in

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

"Thank you,"

suddenly

you need anything

said walking

Finally, time to myself.

a deep breath and opened the door to my new

thing that caught my attention was the huge

a bench with three light purple cushions and matching pillows on the

the window, it had bookcases built into the wall, already

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

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

of the room was a desk with a computer and a

the room was a white dresser with a tv sitting

walked to one of the bookcases and ran my fingers across

books is had really good taste in

Stephen King and even

I took out the picture of

book out and chance anyone seeing it or worse, reading

down

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

doesn't feel like it's been

so much; I

"Mia?"

out, knocking

it now? I don't really want to

"Come in.

I sighed out.