So apparently my new house has 3 different game rooms. This one being the family game room. Which is where Billy, Cole, and I are playing COD right now.

"How the hell did you do that!?" Billy shouted as I killed him.....again.

I just shrugged. "How did I do what?" I asked with a smile.

"Your back was facing me, and I was about to kill you, so how the fuck did you kill me!?" Billy's face started turning red. I let out a low laugh, and just shrugged again.

"I don't know. How did I do that?" I asked back. Trying to confuse him. And so far it looks like its working.

"I'm done!" He said throwing his hands up while Cole just laughed.

"Wheren't kidding when you said you were good." He smiled at me. Dang he was cute!

NO MAX! He is you brother now! No crushing on brothers.

I just shrugged again. While Cole just shook his head and smiled.

"MOM! I WANT A SNACK!" Came a little voice as the front door slammed shut.

Oh no! More people!

"Come on." Cole said standing up. "Time to meet the rest of the family.

I gulped. What if they don't like me? What if they wish they never agreed for me to come live with them? What if they want to send me back?

Apparently I need to learn to hide my anxiety better, cause everyone seems to be able to read it.

"Hey hey. It's ok. I got your back. Plus, I think your pretty cool. And I'm the only opinion that matters. Trust me." Cole said giving me a small smile. Which I returned with a 'you've go to be kidding me' look. "Ok. Ok. But don't worry. They are going to like you. Mom talks about you all the time. So it's all good. Don't worry ok. I promise no one will hate you. And if someone is being a ass to you. I got your back. Ok? Sound good?"

I nodded. Wow. Cole is super nice.

"Your part of this family now Max. And aint no one going to hurt my little sis." I gave him the look again. "What?"

I smirked and shook my head. "I'm older than you."

"Oh." Seemed a little shocked by this. "No one is allowed to hurt my big sis?" He gave me a confused look which I returned. "You know what. I don't care about age. I'm taller than you that's all that matters." He decided, and made his way to me. "Come on. Up we go." He said reaching his hand out to help me up off the floor. Which I gladly took.

"Do you want us to stick with you through dinner?" Billy asked.

GOD! Is he staying too?

I just nodded not knowing what to say. I really wanted to sit by Pat. But I mean I guess these two bears will work. At least I have made a couple friends already.

"Alright come on." Cole said grabbing my hand. As he made his way out of the game room, through the basement, up the stairs, past the living room, and into the dinning room where 8 people where already gathered.

Oh shit. Here we go.

I felt Cole squeeze my hand and lead me over to a seat to which he sat on one side of me while Billy sat on the other.

It was a very long dinning table. I've never seen one this big. It could hold up to 20 people.

As we sat down, I felt all eyes on me, and all conversations come to an end. I sat up straight and acted like I didn't care about the attention. Even though on the inside I was praying that the floor would swallow me whole.

"So." A perky voice said as a red haired women sat straight down infront of me, causing me to jump a little. " Your Max." This time I knew that everyone was listening to this lady.

I nodded. Not knowing what to say.

"Well I'm Hannah." She said with a smile as she reached out her hand to me.

I shook it with a fake smile. Hoping that the smile covered up how nervous I really am.

"So do you like your room?" She asked. Her brown eyes seemed to shine with happiness.

I nodded again. Not wanting to trust my voice just yet.

"Everyone." Pat clapped her hands at the head of the table getting everyone's attention. "There are still some of those who are running late. But we can go a head and eat. So if you please take your seats, we will begin." After the speech, she looked at me and smiled when she saw that I was sitting next to Cole and not sticking to her side.

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After everyone sat down, and started filling their plates. Which if I might add, they filled their plates till they overflowed. Even little Claire was eating a boat load. I waited till everyone got their food before I got my share. Which was no where near as much as them. I don't even know where they put it. Everyone looks so fit and lean.

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After the awkwardness left, and people started making conversation with each other again. Cole helped me with who everyone was.

"Hannah the girl that is sitting in front of you, is the second oldest. She is 23. And the guy sitting next to her is John. He's her........."

"Boyfriend." Billy said.

"Yeah boyfriend." Cole repeated.

I looked at them . Hannah was about 5'7 when she was standing up. Where as John looked to be about 6'3. John had dark hair that was almost what you could call buzz cut. And like every guy in the fucking room, he looked like a body builder. He brown eyes, and a long nose, with small lips. He looked like a good guy, unless you got on his bad side. I noticed over the course of dinner how Hannah looked so deeply in love with him, each time she looked at him, she looked like she had finally found her other half. I wanted to tell her that he was going to leave her one day. But I didn't want to be rude.

"That over there is Kaylee. She is the oldest. She is just a year older than Hannah, and the guy sitting next to her is Logan. He's her fiancé." Billy said.

"Yeah they have been together for about 8 years now." Cole added.

I just nodded as I watched them.

Kaylee had long blonde hair and had brown eyes. She had the perfect body, and look like she would be about 5'7 as well. And just like everyone she was tan. (I sweat this family must be out in the sun all the fucking time) Kaylee had a heart shaped face, with the perfect nose, and perfect full lips. I wished I looked like her. Logan looked about 6'2 with brown hair and a short nose with big full lips. They acutally look good together.

Kaylee looked at Logan just like Hannah looked at John. And to my surprise Logan looked at Kaylee with the same amount of love and admiration. But knowing guys, and how life goes. One of them was eventually going to leave the other.

"That's my Dad." Cole said pointing to the guy sitting next to Pat.

I've seen pictures of Ben. But might I say he looked a lot more scary in person. He probably stood at 6'6. And again was built like a fucking wrestler. he looked like he would snap your neck with the flick of his finger. He had brown hair and to my surprise. Green eyes. But from what I have seen none of his kids have green eyes. They all have brown. Then again I haven't seen James or Travis yet. But from all the pictures. I can't remember who has what eye color or anything. But still.

"And you already know my mom." Cole said.

Without thinking, I couldn't stop myself from asking. "How long have they been together?"

"Well my mom is 46. And they started dating when they where 16. So I think that adds up to 30, 31. One of those. But yeah they have been together that long." Cole said smiling as he looked at his parents.

"How? Why hasn't one of them left the other yet?"

Cole gave me a weird look like I was crazy. It wasn't until I noticed that everyone stopped what they were doing and looking at me, that I had said that outloud. When I met Pat's eyes, I saw the hurt in them. And I knew that I was the cause of that.

I felt my eyes widen. How could I have been so rude!? After everyone let me into their home.

"I-I-I'm sorry." I said bowing my head. I couldn't take the stares. I was becoming anxious. So much so. that I couldn't stand being at the table. Espically knowing that I had hurt them all but saying that. So I jumped up from the table, and ran. Trying to remember where the hell my room was from here.

Just as I sprinted across the entryway, the door opened. I don't know who it was, nor did I bother to look up from my hands. I just continued running. So I kept sprinting up the stairs, until I finally found my bedroom door.

I threw the door open, and then closed behind me.

I can't stay here. Not after that. No one is going to want me here. They all just saw that I'm broken, that I'm not as happy and positive as they are. They don't want someone like me here. Now that I think about it. Why would anyone want me?

That's when it hit me. I blamed all those parents for not wanting me in every interview I ever had. I always thought it was their fault. That they were the messed up ones. When really it was me all along. I'm the problem.

And I was never going to change.

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