After my dad died five years ago, life was rough. Mom had to work two jobs just to pay bills, so when I turned 13 I got a job to pay for extra things that I would need. You must be thinking, "Wow, your life can't get much worse," but oh, can it.
Around my 15th birthday, my mom got sick. She died that Christmas. The last thing she told me was 'I love you' right before bed after she had given me my Christmas present. It was a beautiful pearl necklace.
The next morning I found her and called 911, the social workers came later that day and whisked me away to be put in foster home after foster home. I didn't have any living relatives, so this was my only option.
Finally, some old friends of my dad's, the Lansings, found me. Apparently they had been looking for me since my mother died, but since they weren't blood relatives, they had to go through the work to become my foster parents. I'll be living with them in Colorado until I turn 18.
Colorado shouldn't be to different from Iowa, right?
I guess I should say a bit about myself before I go on. My name is Logan Spencer, I'm 16 and will be a junior this year. I have long, gold blonde hair that everyone says is really pretty and I should leave it down more, but I always put it in a ponytail. I have blue-gray eyes and thin dark pink lips. I am a total tomboy and play soccer and basketball. I'm relatively shy and don't like to talk much, unless I have something to say or know you pretty well. I like school and love to read, which if I'm not playing soccer or basketball, is probably what I'm doing.
But enough about me, let's get on with the story.
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Surviving The Lansing Brothers(No Longer Updating)
RomanceLogan has lived in foster care for the past six months or so. That is until old family friends take her to their home in Colorado. How will Logan adjust to life with nine boys, or more importantly, how will nine boys adjust to life with her?
