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Ch. 6

  When I wake up the next morning I'm still in the floor of the living room. When did I fall asleep? I get up, stretch, and go to the bathroom upstairs.
  I take a well needed shower. This is the first time I've showered for three days straight, and I'm loving it. I was so caught up in the thought of taking a shower that I forgot to go get clothes first. I'll just have to wrap myself in a towel. Mark and Ethan are still in bed so I think I'll be good. I'm not worried about them seeing me wrapped in a towel because I'll be covered, but the towel doesn't cover my whole legs so they would see my scars from where I used to self harm. I don't do it anymore but I don't need them questioning me.
  After that shower I walk out to my bedroom and close the door behind me. I get dressed in a navy tank top that says 'My way or the highway', blue jean skinny capris, and black converse to complete the outfit. I throw my hair up in a bun for now and when it dries a little I'll brush it. I go back to the bathroom to brush my teeth, wash my face, deodorant, perfume, blah, blah, blah.
  I skip back downstairs and flop myself into that bean bag thing. Oh my goodness. Everyone in the world needs one of these. It was ... I don't know what to compare it to it was so amazing! Why haven't I sat on this before? I lay there till I get bored and get up to get the tv remote. I go to the music channels and turn it up loud. I was so caught up in dancing around the living room that I forget people were still asleep. I forgot until Ethan came into the room.

"Oh hey Ethan. Dance with me!" I scream and continue being dumb.

"No it's too early. Turn the tv down. Marks still asleep." Ethan says to me walking into the kitchen and making coffee.

"No I'm not." Mark says walking into the kitchen and sitting at the table.

I just laugh, turn the tv down a little, and go sit with him.

"So what's the plan for today?" I say.

  I'm in a really good mood today if you hadn't noticed. I'm ready to rock. Can't stay in the house all day!

"We got nothing planned to do besides finish unpacking some stuff." Ethan said joining us at the table.

"And I plan on vlogging that, editing, and then posting it." Mark added.

"Oh yea you guys are youtubers. That's cool." I say.

  It was cool that they were youtubers, but if that's how they planned to spend their day then I'm going to have to figure something out for myself.

"We got you a present." Ethan said jumping up and going to their room.

"Oh yea!" Mark added.

  Ethan came back and sat a plastic black bag on the table.

"What?" I said

"Just open it." Mark said.

  I opened the bag and inside was a iPhone box.

"What he heck? You guys have spent way too much on me. I'm just your foster kid, I don't need a phone." I say sliding the bag toward them.

"Doesn't matter you're going to need a phone." Ethan said sliding the bag back to me.

  I gave up. I'll take the dang phone and when I move foster homes I'll give it back. No big deal.
  I take the phone out of the box. It was a rose gold 6s. Nice. Never had a phone though, so I have zero idea on how to use it.

"Now we need to explain some rules." Mark said getting serious.

  Well yay! Rules to break. Bring it on.

"No cussing. No alcohol or drugs. No smoking. The last two seem obvious but just in case." Ethan said.

"No sneaking out, obvious. No eating in bedroom. Living room is fine. And chores must be done before you can go out. Oh and you have to ask before going anywhere. You can't drive so we'd have to take you anyway but still." Mark added.

  I could get Damien to pick me up losers.

  Was that all the rules?

"More rules will be added if need be." Ethan chipped in as if he heard my thoughts.

  Dang these people are simple. Yes sirs I will most definitely follow the rules and be a great little girl. Not.
  I just told them yes sir and went back to the bean bag to figure out my phone.
  It was pretty simple. I got snapchat and Twitter. I was going to get Facebook, but come on I had a Facebook when I was 10 living with my dad! It's old.
  On Twitter I found Damien and messaged him everything that had happened to explain why I hadn't been at the skate park. I also told him to meet me at Starbucks, which is close to where Mark and Ethan live, to take me to the park.
  All I have to do now is figure out how I'm going to get out of the house without them noticing.