The Sister (the fosters fanfiction)

20 questions

I start walking back too where my sister was standing, i stood next too her and blurred out the talking i kept thinking about this family, there being so nice, why would they want us they already have kids, and why would they want one with OCD

"Okay Callie will share with Marinna, Jude will share with Brandon, and Catherine if you don't mind you can share with Jesus" Stef said, of course i wouldn't mind but would Jesus mind and should they let two teenagars share a room.

"Of course i wouldn't mind, just as long as i get too sleep" I said, i think it sounded a bit mean maybe i should think before talking.

"Okay it's late, Brandon and Jesus show Jude and Catherine too there room" Brandon and Jesus nodded, i followed Jesus upstairs we reached a door and he opened it and let me in first, the room was big enough for two people, the room is really messy.

"Sorry it's so messy didn't know i was having company" he said it with a cute shy smile on his face.

"where am i sleeping?" okay that sounded a bit rude too but whatever, theres just the floor a pile of dirty cloth and his bed.

"Well you can take the bed ill take the floor'' he started walking towards the floor, wow what a gentleman but that's not fair it's his bed, should i just take the bed or have a argument, duh argument.

"but it's your room you should get the bed, it wouldne rude for me too take your bed"he turned too me from where he was on the floor, he looked like he was thinking about what too say.

"Well if you take the floor and i take the bed my moms will kill me for not being a gentleman" okay that made sense well little argument over i really thought it was gonna be fun.

I got too his bed lied down i felt weird being in a bed of a guy i just meet, is he sleeping should i talk, say sonething, the lights are off where is he, whatever

"Wanna play 20 questions" really cat 20 questions is that the stupidest thing or what, he's gonna think your 6

"Sure you start" what? he wants too play okay think of a question

"What's your favorite color" Me

"Green" Jesus

"How old are you'' Me

"16" Jesus

"Whats your favorite food" Me

"Taco's" Jesus

"Ever had a girlfriend" Me

"Yes" Jesus

"How old where you when you got adopted" Me

"well we got picked up when we were 6 but only got adopted when we were 7" Jesus

"Sorry you were very young" Me

"Weren't you the same age" Jesus

"No i was 5 guess we were close in age" Me

"Ya maybe we have more in common than we think" Jesus

"Ya, sorry too do this but i'm tierd and wanna go too bed" Ya i really am tierd i also wanna get out of this conversation

" Okay good night Cat, sweet dreams" ya they probably won't be sweet but whatever.