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Outta My League Baby

                        ~Mackenzie~

“You must be Hudson” The headmaster smiled as he walked out of his office.

“Yep” Hudson said.

“And you are?” He looked to me.

“I’m Mackenzie, his older sister” I smiled brightly.

“I was thinking you looked to young to be his mother, speaking of, where are your parents?”

“My Dad is at work” Hudson answered.

“So why couldn’t your mother attend this morning?”

I looked over at Hudson who seemed a little afraid to answer. He has never been one to be able to speak of Mum, he knew her, the others didn’t so they didn’t mind bringing up her name, it was just him and I who were so deeply affected.

“She passed away, when my youngest brother was 2 months old” I told him quietly.

“Oh, I’m sorry for your loss” He mumbled.

Then there was an awkward pause, possibly the most awkward pause ever. He didn’t know what to say and if I were to say anything it would have just made it even more awkward, so I was extremely thankful when a young boy about Hudson’s age walked into the room.

“Is this the newbie?” He asked.

“He isn’t a student here yet but I have some things to do so you could take him around, Jett” He smiled.

“Great!” Jett smiled, “Shall we?” He asked guesturing towards the door.

Hudson stood up following the young, green eyed, black-haired boy to the door.

“Mackenzie, are you coming?” Hudson asked.

“Yep” I said as I stood and followed the two younger boys out of the main reception building.

“So what’s your name?” Jett asked Hudson.

“My name’s Hudson” He answered, “Yours?”

“Jett” He smiled, “Where are you from?” He asked.

Curious little kid he is.

“I was actually born in Ireland but two months after I was born we moved to New Zealand, but I have been living in LA for the past few years”

“Sounds like you’ve moved a lot”

“Yeah we have” He smiled.

“What’s your name?” Jett asked me.

Wow, what is with all the questions.

“Mackenzie”

“Now you have a different accent all together” He frowned, obviously confused.

“It’s a mix at the moment. It’s mostly Australian and English.” I smiled.

“Oh right.”

“It’s weird, my youngest brother has a really strong English accent and my other two sound American.”

“How big is your family?” He asked suddenly worried that we were one of sixty or something.

“Just us two and our three brothers” I said.

“Oh you were making it sound as if you have like sixteen siblings or something” He laughed, “I have a big family as well, well sort of. I have three sisters, two brothers and then two step siblings”