Everything I Ever Wanted

Meeting Them

'Eva come on, Ms. Hanson's waiting on you in the privates room.' What? Me? It's never me. Well when it is they say I'm too shy and send me back ten minutes in. I'm never picked, at least not until now, but I don't know that yet.
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'Are you coming or what?' The fifteen year old boy persists. I hop off my bed, leaving my bunny, and walk over to the door where he's standing. 'I'm coming.' He walks with me down the stairs, but I stop halfway down as he gets to the bottom. He looks up at me.'Why'd you stop?' Suddenly all the nerves come crashing in. What if they don't like me? What if they send me back like everyone else? What if I say the wrong thing? 'I'm nervous.' He laughs a little which confuses me. I just said I was nervous. Is he making fun of me? 'Everyone is nervous when we have privates. It's normal. You'll do fine. You've done them before. Just give it a shot.' He reassured me. Ok, that was weird. I mean he's never nice, especially not to me. He was one of the kids chasing me earlier. What's going on? Is there something i don't know about my private? I shook my thoughts away and nodded deciding to give it a try. I guess he's right. Thinking about it, if I ever wanna get out of this place, which I do, like REALLY do, then I'm gonna have to go to the private. He walks up and holds my hand walking with me to the room. Now, this is really weird. Holding my hand? He has to be trying to impress someone. Or pulling a prank. We get to the room and we hear Ms.Hanson shout for us to come in. He opens the door and I walk in. I look around the room to see Ms.Hanson sitting in a chair and three ladies on the couch. Two of them are shorter than the third, but the third looks to be younger. They each give me a smile as I hesitantly look up at them, when I get to the third she looks familiar. I think for a second before it clicks. That's the lady from the park. The one I ran into. The one that tried to help me. The one I've been thinking about since I got back. And she's here. Why is she here? Why is she seeing me? I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the voice of the ogre introducing me. 'This is Avery and she's five.' Five? I'm five? Am I five? No, that's not right. Wait, Avery? Who's Avery? I'm Avery? No, that's wrong, too. I guess the boy could see me thinking and struggling to get words out, as he was still in the doorway. He spoke up. 'Sorry. This is Eva. She just turned eight two weeks ago. Before you ask, we don't have any Avery's or five year olds here. Ms. Hanson must have forgotten her age because she's so small. And her name because... sorry, I have to go.'and with that he walked away closing the door as he left. 'Well it's nice to finally meet you Eva. I'm Ashley and these are my sisters Mary-Kate and Elizabeth.' Elizabeth. That was her name. It suits her. All I could let out was a small 'hi.' They beamed at my small voice which warmed my heart for some reason. I sat down in a chair across the coffee table from them. We talked for a while getting to know each other, and yes I said we. I talked too. Oh my gosh! I TALKED TOO!! I didn't say much but it was still more than usual especially with new people. And then the question was asked. 'So, can I ask what happened to your hands and face that they needed bandages(on your hands)?' When Mary-Kate asked, I expected it to come from whether or not I was a troublemaker, but when I looked at her it seemed wholesome and her words became laced with concern as I they repeated in my head. I wanted to say the truth, like I needed to say it, but I knew that my housemates would get trouble and I was to blame, somehow. I couldn't risk them hating me, they already barely pay attention to me if their not chasing me or asking me to do something for them. I had to lie, but I can't lie and that was a problem, so I was truthful. To an extent. 'Uh... I was running and tripped on a piece of broken pavement down the street.' I said. Why did I say the down the street part? Why? The pavement on our street was new and nothing about it was broken. Although, they seemed to accept the answer, well besides Elizabeth. She knew why. I ran into her. She saw the kids chasing me, though I didn't know that. 'Oh, well that had to hurt.' Elizabeth said. I looked up at her, my eyes widen with realization. 'Um, yeah. It stung quite a bit.' They all nod with sorrowful looks. They look between each other with smiles and approving nods. 'Well, I think we've come to a decision.' Ashley proudly announces. A decision? What type of decision? Oh no, I said the wrong thing. Wait, maybe I didn't. Maybe this isn't about me. I look at them confused and turn to the Dev-Ms.Hanson. 'Go up to your room. We have some things to discuss in my office. If you're needed. I'll send someone to get you.' I quickly nod and scramble up the stairs and to my room. I walk in to see everyone staring at me. I mean everyone, the boys had come and were all standing in the doorway when they heard me walk in. I look down at my feet because of the feeling of their eyes burning holes right through me was making me anxious. 'I can't believe it.' What? That was in my head. I look up. 'What?' I was bombarded with the voices around me. 'You just met the Olsen sisters.' 'What are they like?' 'Why would they want to talk to you?' 'Were they nice?' 'I bet their even prettier in person.' And then the one question I actually heard. 'Are they adopting you?' Adopting me. Is that what the decision was about? Adopting. What? I said what I knew I could. 'I have no idea.' And with that I sat on my bed holding my bunny tight to my chest, letting all my thoughts race through my head.

A/N: Hope you enjoy this chapter. The next chapter will be the decision and Eva finding out.
Love,
EJ