Foster Home Love

I stood in the lunch line with my only friend Stacy.It was sad and lonely in the foster care home. Soon, my turn came to order my food. "Molly Bobanette to the girls wing! Molly Bobanette to the girls wing!" echoed the intercom. Stacy and I exchanged looks.If your name was called, you're going to be adopted. I began to jog over to the girls wing. It was on the other side of the property. My think long red hair bounced on my back. I paused for a minuet to tie my hair back into a ponytail. I eventually found my way to my destination."Molly, get things!" Mrs. Harts, the adoption lady, commanded. "Yes ma'am," I responded. I rolled my eyes and lead myself to my dorm. All I had to carry was a suitcase and my mesanger bag."Molly," Mrs. Harts began. I shifted my weight from one foot to the other and bit the inside of my cheek. "This is Mr. and Mrs. Garcia. They're gonna be your family," Mrs. Harts introduced. I winced at the word "family." It brought back bad memories. I fake smiled. They didn't look Latino. "I'm going to miss you Molly!" Mrs. Harts lied. She gave me a big, akward bear hug."Come on Molly," Mrs. Garcia motioned. Her husband grabbed my suitcase and tried for my messanger bag. "No I got it!" I quickly said, holding my bag. He shrugged and lead the way. Mrs. Garcia had shoulder-length blonde hair. Big sky blue eyes decorated her flawless face. She has a curvy figure. Mrs. Garcia was a little bit taller than me. She wasn't skinny nor had any meat on her frail bones. Mr. Garcia on the other hand was a broad man. He had to be six foot two or three inches. Shaggy brown hair covered his head. They both wore suits. They looked like lawyers. I followed the couple out the tall double-doors. We walked out to a limo. My brown eyes grew as big as ping-pong balls."Come on Molly," Mrs. Garcia said sweetly. "Oh, sorry Mrs. Garcia," I apoligized. She told me I could call her Penny. I crawled into the limo. Leather seats to sit on and flat screen televisions to watch. There was a fairly small fridge. Soon, we arrived at a HUGE mansion. We sauntered through the door. My hands were shaking and my heart raced. I just stared in amazment like a child in a toy store. "Max, Casey, and Austin! Get down here and meet your new sister!" Penny yelled. Three boys came dashing down the stairs like lions chasing after a zebra. "Molly, these are my sons Max, Casey, and Austin," Penny introduced."Boys, this is your new sister Molly," she said to her sons. They all smiled big toothy smiles. "Hi Molly! I'm Max!" the tallest informed me. Wow, he's cute! I thought.The three brothers showed me around the mansion and showed me my room. All the bedrooms were in one hallway and were conjoined. On the left was Max. On my right was Austin. They both promised to never come in but they seemed upset to make that promise. Max has brown swishy(my friend taught me that!) hair and beautiful green eyes. Austin had blonde shaggy hair. Striking blue eyes. Pretty much like a male and hot version of Penny. Now Casey.... wow! He had his dad's hair but his mom's eyes. Perfect combanation. "Where is..." I thought out loud. "What?" Austin questioned. "My bags," I answered. "They're down stairs by the front door," Casey said. Casey has a deep voice but somewhat soothing. "I'll go 'em!" Max offered. Then they started fighting over who would get my bags. Finally Max went and got them for me and placed them on my bed. "Time for dinner!" Mr. Garcia, or who I call Mike, called. We all rushed down stairs. Steak, spoonbread, corn bread and mashed potatoes were severed. I scarfed down all of my food. It was so wonderful. I left the table after everone was finished and went to my room. I turned on my television and started watching Criminal Minds. Someone knocked on the right conjoining door. "Come in!" I yelled. Austin walked into my room. I turned down the volume. "Are you ok," Austin asked. I shoke my head yes. I stared into his breath-taking eyes. "You seem quiet," he said. "I'm quiet when I'm scared or neverous or around people I don't know," I told him. Austin stared into my eyes. My stomach started to stir. I look away suddenly. He held my chin and moved my head back into the orginal position. I continued to stare into his eyes. "You have gorgeuse eyes," Austin mumbled. "Hmm?" I moaned. "I said 'You have pretty eyes,'" he repeated. I nodded. "Hey, can i watch that with you," he said, changing the subject. I nodded yes. He wrapped his arms around me and I held his arm. Soon, both Austin and I feel asleep. I couldn't believe I feel asleep in his arms.