We Are To Different...

Background

When my parents died, I was 8 years old. A drunk driver hit our car. I survived barely.. When the emergency crew arrived, my mother was already dead... my father died in the ambulance. The driver was arrested. The cops called m e "The Miracle". After a long month, i was sent to foster homes. Finally the West family adopted me, I had two older brothers and they teased me nonstop.. Preston wouldn't drive me to school, he made me walk (even in the rain..) i was only a freshman, lucas my older brother was in 10th grade and Preston was in 12th.

When my parents were alive, we would always go to the library. I was always a little bookworm. My mother was a writer, my dad was a librarian. They loved each other, they never fought unless it was about the best book. I got bullied, i still do. Its super hard, my "parents" don't honestly care, I think they adopted me for the attention. They are rich, business owners, and they go out of town a lot. When my "parents" aren't home lucas and Preston have parties and invite girls over. I just stay in my room, with the door locked.

I have a secret too, I'm not attracted to girls... if my "brothers" or "parents find out... I'm disowned.