Complicated and confusing

Trouble

Teneille's POV:
"Hey, do you want a lift home," Smith asked me. I was off with the fairies thinking about something else. "Teneille, hello are you still with us."
"What? Oh yeah, I was off with the fairies." Trott laughed.
"Ok then, hey Ross your diving."
"What?" He shook his head like he was waking himself from a daze. "Your driving," Trott repeated.
"Is everyone off with the fairies today," Smith laughed.

As we got outside and almost to the car Ross unlocked it and I saw which one blinked."Shot gun," Smith called running to the front seat. I ran after him sliding in just as he opened the door. "You little bugger," he said closing the door, I poked my tongue out at him. "Actually no you big bugger," he 'corrected' himself.
"What did you just call me," I turn in the chair and Ross starts the car.
"I called you a big bugger, your taller then old Scrotty here," Smith poked Trott on the arm making him retaliate and hit Smiths arm. Ross just sighs and shakes his head beside me and I laugh. "Come on kids no fighting," he says smiling.
"He started it," Trott said pointing at Smith which made me laugh even more.
"Hey you two try sitting in a car with about 7 other kids and then see how fast it can get annoying."
"Since when did you have to do that?" Trott asked curious.
"When I was living in a foster home, when I was about 10."
"How long did you have to stay there?" Ross asked this time.
"Well. I got adopted when I was 7. I got adopted but then brought back because well..." I rubbed my arm. As I have gotten older the scars have stretched and aren't really visible anymore but I still know they are there. "It's ok you don't have to say anything, you only just met us after all," Smith said reaching forward and putting a hand on my shoulder. When we reached my place Trott got out with me and handed me a piece of paper, it had numbers on it. "If you ever want to call and hang out or something like that."
"Ok," I smiled and happily took the piece and walked inside. I didn't even think when I walked in but it wasn't how I wouldn't have liked to be greeted.
"Who is he," Chrissy said in a very stern voice.
"It doesn't concern you Chrissy."
"Yes it does I want to know if he is going to be a dick head or not if you are going to be bring him in here."
"Let me tell you something I'm bloody 24 not 14 you don't need to tell me who I can date or not and besides I don't want to date him."
"Why not?" She said standing up now.
"Let me ask you a question, did you ever know that I had a brother."
"You don't have a brother I have been telling you that for the past 14 years."
"Well you're a friggen lier than because I found out who he was and some how I don't know, fate maybe, I found him in the shopping Centre and unlike me he has a social life and friends."
"You have friends so what are you trying to say here."
"One of my friends is in London the other in Australia and then one here but you 'DONT' let me go see her, well I have had enough of it I'm an adult and only still here because I can't find a house."
"Well move out onto the streets then I'm not your blood mother I shouldn't  have to look after you."
"Your not 'looking after' me I look after myself. Actually I look after you more: I wash the dishes; I clean the house; I clean the clothes and put them on the line; I also cook dinner. So how's about that for 'looking after' me then."
"I want you out of here but the end of this week."
"Fine by me," I walk up to my room and sit down wondering what the hell I'm going to do. I put Trott's number in my phone and lie down to go to sleep.

Sorry if I called it a Shopping Centre and you cringed, I didn't know whether to call it a Mall, Shopping Mall or Shopping Centre. So I just went with what I call it. Btw I will forever love that picture because I can creep out all my friends who don't know hatfilms (which is all of them) *evil laugh* muhahaha *cough cough*