Jude's POV
I sat on my bed, just thinking of how my life could be who I wanted. If I could stop hiding behind myself, and put myself out there. What would it be like if the Adams-Foster's were the first "home" Callie and I were put into. If I didnt grow up, scared and alone? The only person I had to count on was Callie, but I'm afraid I'll lose her to Robert, or the state, or maybe she'll go back to Juvie.
My thoughts wander off to school, and how I'm starting to have a steady, comfortable life. Because of all the schools I've been to, seven to be exact, I've never really had the time to make friends, so why bother? But there was this one boy, Connor, who I'm starting to become comfortable with.
I look around my room. I'm starting to leave my mark in here. Stickers, posters, even a little mess. I see Jesus, laying in his bed, already asleep. I look over at the clock and see its already 11:08pm. I decide to try to lay down and sleep.
Three minutes later, I notice the clock is at 11:11. "I wish for confidence" , I whisper barely audible, even for myself.
