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.

feel self-conscious, so I decided

I presume to be the living room, it was quite

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

over the dark wooden floor, and a glass coffee table

had a large

wall, right in front of the

foster kids scattered on the

ever saw foster parents put pictures up of the kids is when they are

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

accidentally made eye contact

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

also a hallway behind her leading to god knows

now was to my right, which

couldn't see what was in it because of all the people, that I have yet to notice their existence, were standing in my

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 finally noticing their existence, trying to find the culprit of the highly intense

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

hair that was perfectly

dark brown eyes gave him

a black leather jacket that

I caught him glaring at me he looked away with a

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

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

Wyatt, and you're

away from the gorgeous, yet

the bubbly blonde boy in

with the

unless it's

boy from

me have

laughed patting the boy on his

rolled his eyes and turned to

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

told me, grabbing his

had boyish features, with shaggy brown hair

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

my little sister,

pointed to a girl seated on the couch, I also remember reading in the file that Indy was the youngest at

"Hi."

waving

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

siblings, I'm pretty sure they were Cuban or

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

silently prayed for him to get her off

of course, he just stood there and watched,

going to be great friends,

She told me.

her, just to show I wasn't being

Being nice is exhausting.

in

Rylan told me.

"But he's a hardass""

He explained.

over 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

"I'm leaving.

said, exiting the kitchen and running up

was smooth

I furrowed my brows.

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

worry, I'm

don't you take Mia up to her room,’

her voice was sweet and soft yet strong and assertive, which matched

"Sure thing Ma."

She agreed.

I looked over at Rose to see her reaction and but

How strange.

me? Camila told

as we went up to the second and

is a lot of

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

She told me.

 make do with whatever I get; I

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

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

is usually downstairs in Wyatt's room and Kina and Indy

mind being

the only ones on this floor so you'll have

She continued on.

what? "Axel's room

asked her, making sure

"Yup."

said again, nodding

Great.

likes me too much; I

take it personal Mia,

smiled sadly

thought

that in mind? I told

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

"Thank you,"

suddenly

you need anything I'll

said walking down

Finally, time to myself.

the door to

first thing that caught my attention

underneath it was a bench

bookcases

and saw the huge bed, I've

matched the cushions on the bench, the lilac color

room was a desk

the left of the room was a white dresser with a tv sitting on top of it and off to the side was two sliding closet

one of the bookcases

these books is

to Stephen

I took out the picture of my mother and sat

to leave my book out and chance anyone

down

her shoulders, and her eyes held so much

like it's been 10

you so much; I whispered

"Mia?"

knocking

I don't

"Come in.

I sighed out.