Mech X-3?

Ch8

It is currently 3 in the morning and I'm laying in bed thinking about the events of yesterday.I kissed Ryan yesterday, I can't believe it, but the kiss we shared was extravagant. I am such a bad person, I am the worst. But if I have Ryan as my boyfriend am I really that bad? He's not your boyfriend, Rochelle! Not yet. Okay but the real question is why am I having a conversation with myself when I should be asleep. I then rolled over and drifted off into sleep once more.

"Roe, wake up, come on, little sister." Marissa said as she leaned on the door frame to my room.

"Uh-uh," I disagreed with her stuffing my head in the pillow.

"Yeah, let's go." She said sitting on my bed and bouncing on it.

"Can you leave me alone please?" I asked her.

"Nope." She said laying on my back, putting all of her weight on me.

"Girl, if you don't do what I say!" I yelled into the pillow, I pushed my upper body up stretching a bit as my sister rolled off my back and onto the floor next to my bed, looking up at me, she tilted her head and gave me a questioning look.

"Have you done any of your stretches lately?" She asked me as she got off of my floor. She then threw the covers off of me and I got up, picking out my clothes for the day. I quickly went into the bathroom and changed into a white top and a pair of turquoise jeans.

"No, I've been busy lately." I said referring to the whole 'I have a 150 foot robot now and that seems a lot more important that stretches right now' thing.

"Well you should, you're a dancer, Roe, dancers need to stretch and work on improvement." My sister said, twiddling away on her phone, "wouldn't Ryan try and encourage you or something?" She asked locking her phone and sitting on my bed, leaning back on her hands.

"Ryan doesn't know everything about me." I told her as I grabbed her arm and dragging her downstairs.

"I find that hard to believe, what doesn't he know about you?" She asked in disbelief.

"He doesn't know that I hate the color pink, he doesn't know that I dance..." I put my head down and muttered"...he doesn't know that I was adopted."

Mari's mouth dropped," You didn't tell him?" She asked shocked.

"No, what if he wont like me anymore? I'm basically a lost and found's charity case." I said disappointed and sad, looking down. She came next to me and hugged my shoulders.

"Hey, you're okay, it's your secret, you tell anyone you want when you're ready." She said, it did make me feel a lot better.

"Thanks sissy." I smiled at her.

"Have you ever looked at us as a family?" She asked genuinely curious.

"Well, most of the time I don't feel like one of you, I feel like I'm back in a group home, and others I feel like I was always here with you guys."

"You're one of us."

"I know, but life is weird like that, ya know?" I hopped up on the counter near the refrigerator.

"It is, I'm not gonna say that I know what you're going through, cause I don't. And I'm not gonna say that I know how you feel because you've been through way worse that me. But I can tell you that my life has gotten so much better from the minute you were brought in it." She looked at me, my eyes began to water, I never cry, I blinked away the tears.