Almost

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I got up and wandered around the room lost in my thoughts. As I was wandering around the room thinking about how cool the room is, the door opened. A tall man with brown curly hair and green eyes opened it, he looked nice and around the age of about.... 20?

"Hey. I hope you like your room." The boy smiled. My eyes widened slightly. This room... was mine? No way this is too good to be true. I stared at the boy with my usual blank and cold expression but it didn't seem to faze him one bit and he continued.

"I'm William, but you can call me Will for short and I'm your new... brother?" He said the word brother unsurely. But it really is a question to ask. He's not my brother by blood so he's obviously not my brother but then he's also not my stepbrother since Mom or John never had a different family, well none that I know of. So then what is he, my Foster or adoptive brother?

"Here's your bag, you can unpack your things and come downstairs when you're done." William or Will said putting my bag in the room or should I say my room before closing the door and leaving.

I began unpacking my things and quietly humming a song as I did so. Singing is also something I liked doing but not as much anymore since my Mom left. Mom used to always sing me to sleep and her voice would be nice and calming. Every time a new song would come out we'd always learn the lyrics and make silly dances.

I almost teared at the memory. Almost. I put my clothes into my walk in wardrobe. It really didn't take that long since I didn't have that much clothes so I was done in about 15 minutes. I stood up and left the wardrobe.

When I opened the door of my room, again I was awed by the house. There was a large staircase and when I looked down it looked out to a main hall place. I don't know, but there were couches in placed in a small semi circle.

There were people sitting down on the couches that were placed in the middle. I spotted Will amongst them then nervously but calmly made my way down the stairs making sure my face was blank and cold showing no emotion.

When I got down I locked eyes with one of the boys that Will was with.

"Hi." He said. When he said this the rest of the boys' heads turned and looked in my direction and I felt uncomfortable being stared at by them but of course I didn't show it.

Since I didn't say anything another voice spoke. "Hi Avery, we're your brothers."

My head shot up at this and I stared at each one of them in turn. 1..2..3..6. There were 6 of them. I was going to have 6 brothers. I thought Will was going to be the only one but boy oh boy was I wrong.

"Hi Avery, I'm Jesse. I'm the oldest one here since I'm 24 years old." I looked at the man that spoke. He had very dark brown hair that was a mess and so was his beard, his eyes were piercing but it didn't really affect me since Johns were way worse. He was wearing police attire and I easily guessed that he was a policeman.

I didn't say anything so Will spoke next. "As you already know I'm Will. I'm 20 years old and I'm a chef." He seemed to be very calm compared to the others who were giving each other looks because of my lack of speech. I'm a broken person what do they expect.

"I'm Elijah. You can call me Eli or whatever. I'm 18. A senior too. " The one who spoke and introduced himself as Eli said it very bluntly. He was wearing a short sleeved top and jeans. Since his arms were bare it exposed his sleeve of tattoos on both arms. They were really nice. When I'm older, if I make it by then, I want to get a couple of tattoos too. Maybe he can help me. Well it doesn't look like he would, he seemed like he was probably an intimidating person but again its not as bad as John.

"I'm Damon. I'm 17. I'm a junior." Damon said this bluntly like Eli. I looked closer at him and realised that he also had tattoos too. Maybe he and Eli are very simular.