Chapter Two :

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Morning breaks and the sun's rays blare through the double window, the bright light burns my face which brings me to open my eyes from my deep sleep. Damn, I must have fallen asleep in the spare room. I had a lot of cleaning to do in order to be ready for our guests to arrive.

You would have thought the room would already be clean with Louisa living here but to be honest, I totally forgot to do it before she came. We hit it off right away and from the first night she had slept in my room, which meant this room was a total tip. All the side boards were covered in dust, the duvet's were all sprawled on the floor , and dld picture frames that once hung straight were all wonky or laid on the floor due to the amount of times me and Louisa bounced off the wall next door.

Now, all I see is a clean room fit for a king, or should I say two kings? I wonder what they look like.

My curiosity gets the better of me and the sound of my mother's voice was totally silenced by my thought's. That is, until I smell the bacon she's whipping up. Mmmm, bacon. My mouth starts to water at just the smell and I quickly jump off the bed I had slept on, running down the stairs two at a time and causing a loud thud to resound when I jump off the last three steps.

"Is that bacon I smell?" I sniff the air and follow the smell even though I know its going to be in the kitchen.

"Sure thing, honey. Grab a plate." She smiles as she picks up a spatula and flips over the spitting bacon in the pan.

"Where's Dad?" I look around, normally my father is here already.

"He's at the airport, honey. He's picking up the boys ."

What?

"Why-" I stutter "Why the airport?" I widen my eyes and wait, listening intently for her reply.

"I know what you're thinking, and the answer is: No, they aren't coming from abroad. We just decided to get them here quicker, the whole trip would take far too long for them if they were to drive." She smiles and places three strips of bacon on my plate. "There you go, honey."

"So, so does that mean...?" I trail off, hoping she'll catch on to what I want to say.

"Yup, they will be here a little earlier than expected. That's not a problem, right?" Score, she caught on very well. My mother turns her head and gives me the 'Is it' look .

"Em, no." Not a problem at all. I smile and tuck into my bacon.

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I sit in the lounge area holding my tummy. I ate almost 8 rashers of bacon.

I glance up at the large cuckoo clock that hangs above door in the hallway and watch the minutes pass by, it's seems like time is taking longer than it usually does.

"Where the hell is he?" I wonder outloud-referring to my father.

Before I can mentally abuse myself on my fathers lateness any longer, my phone begins to vibrate in my left pocket, I dig helplessly for at least two minutes before I'm able to get my hand in my tight pockets. Stupid jeans. I answer the phone with a quick hello, hoping I didn't miss the call.

"Hi, it's me." That helps.

"Me who?" I roll my eyes.

"Louisa, silly" I hear a soft chuckle in the background "You forget me already?"

"LOU!" I scream with happiness "I'm missing you so much."

"It's only been a day you big softie" She chuckles down the phone, leaving my with a tomato face of embarrassment.

"I know! But I was so bored last night I had to clean." I groaned. Cleaning wasn't exactly my most favorite thing in the world to do.

"Haha, wow! You, clean? Geez, you must really miss me. Why the heck did you have to clean though?"

"Oh my God!" I wave my hand frantically "I need to tell you something! We have new foster teens that are coming today!"

"Teens? They? Plural?"

"Yes! Two of them! And that's not even the best part." I smile at the thought of her reaction.

"Really? that's so cool! I've never heard of that before. What's the best part?"

"Well first, they are both my age." I pause, hoping to add a dramatic affect. "And they are both male." I bring my hands together and clap whilst I hold my phone to my ear with my shoulder, big mistake.

"OMG I CANT BELIEVE IT! OMG I JUST, I JUST!" She squeals so loud I quickly stop my clapping to pull the phone away from ear, it didn't help much though. I could still hear her voice drumming through my phone's speaker.

"Calm down will you? I like my ears intact." I laugh and bring the phone back to my ear .

"Sorry! I'm just so excited! You have to tell me all the details, send pictures while they sleep! Get them naked." What?

"What are you?" What is she?

"What? I can have fantasies too you know. Two hot males asleep in bed, naked? That just does it for me." A serious tone blabbers from her mouth and it scares the hell out of me.

"What makes you think they are going to be hot? And what makes you think they are straight, huh? They could both be gay." In my dreams.

"If you're lucky. Wouldn't it just be a coincidence if they were both gay? C'mon please , that's never going to happen" Sigh.

"It might, you never know. Hold on, oh my god. They're here! They're here!"

I start pacing up and down the lounge area slapping my hands against my head. Shit, what the hell am I going to do? Then it hits me. I was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday! I quickly run over to the mirror and shriek in horror. The beast looking back at me was enough to give you nightmares, a maze of hair pointing in all direction's sits on top of my head, my eyes circled with black rings-thanks to the four hours of sleep I got last night-I smell, really bad. I pull a face as I lift my arm to smell my pits, oh God, that's even worse.

"We're home!" My father yells as he carries two large suitcases through the door.

I sigh "Lou, what the hell do I do? I'm a mess!"

"Chill out, it's early morning. Everyone looks a mess. 'Sides, they probably won't even care."

"I'm stressing out" I whisper-yell at her. I turn my body away from the mess that stands before me-my reflection-And head for the stairs, hoping I will make it without anyone seeing me. I was wrong.

"There you are son, this is Chris and this is Lee."

I turn my head slowly whilst holding the phone in one hand and patting my fringe down with the other, I glance at the boys who stand beside my father and I immediately freeze.

"Danny? ... Danny... DANNY?!" Louisa yells "What do they look like?"

My answer ...?

"WOW"

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