The Fosters

.6

Eve's Outfit

Ruby's Outfit

Amanda's Outfit

Eve

Amanda runs back into the cafeteria, grabbing the keys off the counter. We all go out into the parking lot. A sleek blue car beeps. Amanda beams at it. She turns to us.

"It's my boyfriends car." She explains. "I'll introduce you to him some other day." She pulls open the door and hops in. "It's somewhere in here. . ." She says, ruffling through the glove box. The pulls out a pack of gum. "Aha! Cinnamon." She says proudly. I snatch it out of her hand and stuff a piece in my mouth. Ruby grabs some from the backseat. I slip it back into Amanda's hand, smiling innocently. Then I turn to the windshield.

"Hit it!" I shout, making everyone in the car jump. I giggle uncontrollably, even as Amanda steps on the gas, rolling her eyes.

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She pulls to a stop at the bottom of a driveway. Her house, I'm assuming it is, is a nice red brick with light blue trim. She steps out of the car and looks back at us expectantly.

"Well? Get out of the car!" She says, laughing. Ruby jumps out and I follow. She locks the car, starting up the driveway. She pushes open the front door. Immediately, the smell of brownies and mint hits my nose. I inhale deeply. A stout, brunette woman with blue eyes and smile lines around her eyes comes flouncing around the corner with a huge smile on her face.

"Mandy!" She says, squeezing the life out of Amanda. Amanda hugs her mom back tightly. I feel a pang of jealousy. I wish I knew my parents, I thought. The woman steps back. "Hello girls! I made mint chocolate chip brownies and JellO!" She says. She leads us into the kitchen, pointing at a tray on the counter. "Help yourself to some brownies. The Jello is in the fridge." She says. "I need to clean up the playroom." She looks at Amanda. "Your brothers are crazy." She says, exiting the room. Immediately, I grab two brownies off the tray, taking a huge bite out of one.

"Mmm. . ." I moan. "These are so good!" I exclaim. Amanda laughs. After eating about four Amanda slaps my hand away when I reach for another.

"Alright guys, my rooms upstairs." She says.

"But the brownies are down here!" Ruby cheers, snatching up another brownie and stuffing it in her face. Amanda throws her arms up in the air. Amanda grabs both of us by the wrist, dragging us to the stairs. Not once does she glance back, which is good for us since Ruby grabbed the tray in her other hand. I stuff a brownie in my mouth, then hold the tray while she eats a brownie. She practically throws us into her room. We set the tray with the single brownie on her bed.

"We left one for you." We say at the same time. Amanda gapes. Then she shakes her head.

"Whatever. Eve, you can go first." I nod. She indicates a door. "And beware. I have a lot of clothes." I shrug, pushing open the door, and closing it after me. I turn and freeze. Well, she wasn't lying. Immediately, a patch of denim catches my eye. I rip it off the hanger happily.

"I love denim!" I shout. I hear them laughing from outside. Its a nice denim fit and flare dress with pockets. I rip off my clothes, eager to put it on. I slip into it and then drop to my knees, looking for shoes. I spot a pair of white pumps. I turn them over. There's a gold zipper on the back.

"Frick yeah!" I mutter. I put those on too. I'm about to leave the room when a reach by the door catches my eye. It has jewelry, hair clips, hair ties, and chokers. I grab a random choker off the hook, clipping it on. I step out of the closet.

"Whoo!" Ruby yells. She turns to Amanda. "Looks like the games have begun." She grins evilly and runs into the closet.

"Hey, don't take too long! I want my mom to be able to do our hair!" Amanda yells. "She was a hair stylist for three years." She explains. I nod. We strike up a conversation.

Suddenly, Ruby bursts through the door. She has on a dark green ruffled dress, lace up black heeled boots, and a tiny silver moon necklace. Amanda frowns.

"I don't remember that necklace." Ruby's hand goes to the necklace, fingering it.

"Because it's mine." She says. Amanda smiles again.

"My turn!" She shouts running into the closet and slamming the door. It only takes her about three minutes, since it is her closet. She flounces out in a tight crop top, black high waisted shorts, and a random pair of heels. "Let's go tell my mom." She says. We nod, and go downstairs. Well, more like we stumble downstairs. Amanda's mom is in the kitchen, opening every draw and cabinet. She looks up, smiling as we come in.

"Hey, girls. Do you know where the brownies went?" She asks. We all look at each other.

"Nope!" We say.

"Hey, mom?" Amanda asks.

"Yes?"

"Can you do our hair?" Amanda asks. Her mom beams, nodding. She pulls out a stool, patting it.

"Sit here." She says. I sit down.

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We all step out of the house, hair and makeup all done. We jump back into Amanda's boyfriend's car. She turns up the radio and we sing along.

"I got this feeling inside my bones, it goes electric, wavy, when I turn it on! All through my city, all through my home. We're flying up, no ceiling, when we're in our zone!" We sing. We break out in laughter.

Suddenly, Amanda swerves to a stop outside the Library, which I'm pretty sure is a local nightclub. Amanda gets out, slamming the door. She looks back at us, calling out.

"Hey, slugs," I glance over at Mercy. She shrugs.

"What's the worst thing that could happen?" She asks.

"Don't even say that." I warn. She laughs. We get out of the car, our heels clicking and clacking on the tile walkway. We open the doors, and moving red and purple lights float across the walls, coloring Amanda's light coloured hair.

She turns to us.

"Welcome to the Library." She announces.