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;emily;

I sighed, grabbing my bag out of the closet. I was being moved to another foster home, as I was 'too difficult' for my current placement. They had two other foster kids here, but they said I just wasn't working out.

None of my foster homes ever really worked out, I had never been somewhere longer than four months. I didn't understand the concept of a home. I didn't expect this next one to be any different. I made sure that I had everything of mine, before slinging my bag over my shoulder.

I saw the family sitting in the kitchen, but I walked past them and right toward the front door. I stepped out, slamming it shut behind me as a goodbye. I went down the stairs, sitting on the sidewalk while waiting for my social worker. She was a peppy lady, no matter how many foster homes I went through, she was always happy to see me.

A taxi pulled up, and I saw her lean over and open the door. "Hop in!" I huff, standing up and climbing in. "Train station," she tells the driver, moving her papers around on her lap. As soon as we arrive, she throws money at him and drags me toward the train we're supposed to be on.

As soon as we sit down, she sends me a big grin. I raise my eyebrows, putting my bag down next to me.

"So this family," she starts, while I pick at my nails. "They have three sons of their own." I groan.

"Why do you do this to me, Lena?" she holds up a finger, silencing me.

"Two of the boys have already moved out. Their other son is about your age." I nod slowly, a questioning look on my face.

"16 or 17?"

"He turned 17 in mid July." I nod as we step off the train, we're in Sydney now. In all of my foster homes I've never been to Sydney surprisingly. Obviously I'd been in the city, but I had never lived here or gone to school here. Meaning? I knew nobody.

"This, is the Hemmings household. Please don't mess this one up Emily." she pleads, knocking on the door.

The door swings open to reveal two smiling adults. I give them a small smile as they welcome Lena and I in. Lena starts talking to them quietly as I look around. It's homey here, family pictures all over the walls.

"Emily, I'm Liz and this is Andrew. You can go check out your room if you'd like. It's the second door on the left." Liz smiles, pointing toward the stairs. I head upstairs, straight toward my temporary bedroom.

I knew Lena wanted this to work, I just didn't think it was going to. Nobody ever really cared about me or anything, they just acted nice until Lena left. I stepped into my room with a small smile on my face. The walls were painted a dark purple, they were bare but that just meant I could put posters up on my own.

There was a queen sized bed in the back left corner of the room, which I collapsed right onto. It was the most comfortable thing I had ever laid on. I liked the bed spread they had picked out, it was just black with white lines on it to make diamonds. There were some infinity throw pillows on it as well. The window had matching curtains with the bed set, which I thought was cute. I put my clothes into the drawers of my dresser, which was right next to my full length mirror.

They had put a wooden desk in the room for me, with a spinning chair. Also, there was a tele on the wall in front of my bed. I smiled, maybe this would work out longer than some of the others.

I went over to the window, opening it and sticking my head out. There was a lower roof about two feet to the side, which I stuck my legs out and got onto. From there, I climbed onto the roof above my bedroom and laid down.

After a few minutes, I climb back down into my bedroom before Liz and Andrew come looking for me. I hear a knock as soon as I'm back in, assuming its Liz I immediately open the door. She smiles, following me in.

"I was just wondering if you liked spaghetti? If not I can cook something else for dinner." She's so kind.

"I love spaghetti, thank you."

"Great! I'll call you down when it's ready. Our son should be home by then." she waves, before leaving me to get settled in my bedroom.

Great, time to meet the boy.

A/N

I know this is a short chapter but I just wanted to get started and have her get settled and stuff so the normal chapters should be longer than this. Btw, Luke starts out with flat hair in the beginning of the story, and his lip isn't pierced yet. Just figured I should let you know that  :3 his hair will be quiffed and lip pierced eventually.

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