A Foster. ~ The Grier Family.

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^Bryce. (my brother) 
My name is Lexi.
Last name? Oh yeah I'm not sure, I know that I have to have one but since I'm not in a permanent home- I'm known by everyone as Lexi Foster.
I've been a foster since I was 6
I lived with my mom and dad and my older brother Bryce, he was 7 when My mom and dad died in a car crash.
I remember being taken away from my childhood so fast. I'm 15 now and Bryce is 16. Bryce is the only male I trust in my life right now and you'll find out why later.
I hope you enjoy this story.
My story.
Im gonna tell you all about each of my foster families in order so you know what I've been through, and then tell you where I am right now.
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My first foster house- I lived with a 26 year old man who somehow got ahold of me and Bryce. I back talked too much and he would beat me until I was unconscious. Bryce would hit him for me and comfort me and one day he helped me run away from this family and we were put into another house.

My second foster house- It was perfect. But nothing good in my life ever lasts.
I lived with a married couple unable to have children. We lived here for about 2 years until they also, died.
As I said I'm 15 and Bryce is 16.
We're in foster care as we're looking for a new family tomorrow at the foster fair.
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* Current Time *
I woke up to Bryce shaking me and I jumped.

Bryce-"Hey Hey, it's okay Lex."

I sighed and sat up. I stood up out of Bryce and I's bed and walked into the bathroom. I brushed my hair and used a old straightener. I brushed my
Hair until it was decent looking. Then I grabbed some foundation that I stole and blended it. Lastly I put on some powder and Chapstick.
I grabbed one of my only pair of jeans and a black t shirt, I threw on a leather jacket and my all black converse and walked out.
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Don't take it oddly. I never dress up like this. Bryce told me to look decent so that I could maybe get us a family.
He walked into the bathroom and splashed water onto his face. He grabbed my brush and ran it through his quiff.
My brother didn't have as many problems as I did.
I had Androphobia.
I was always the one being beat.
I'm an easy target.
It sucks.

Bryce-"I know what you're thinking Lex."

Lexi-"No you don't"

Bryce-"I have problems of my own."

He was always good at doing that.

Lexi-"I love you."
I looked up at him and hugged
Him and he hugged me back and mumbled something with the word love.
He put on some jeans and a black t shirt and some vans.
I sat on the bed and walked out into the hallway.
Oh yeah. We stay at a house with over 500 kids that have no where else to go. ~

Bryce followed me out into the hallway and I sighed he grabbed my hand and held it tight and we walked down a few flights of stairs and down to the front door. The fair had already started.
We walked out with our "person"
She never gave us her name but she was "in charge of us".
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Person-"There is a family looking for two teenagers, a boy and girl. They are the Grier family. They have three sons.
Will, who is 28 and a professional football player.
Bryce-"SWEET!"
She cleared her throat and continued.

Person-"They have another son named Nash who is 16, and Hayes who is 15."

Bryce looked down at me and I looked back up. I nodded and he knew what I meant.

                  Person-"On then."

I took a deep breath and we walked to meet the family.
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I think this'll be a pretty nice story.
:) B