This is absolutely ridiculous. I knew Dylan longer than anyone else at Davenforth. Other than Ethan. I've been basically living with Dylan for 4 years without knowing it. I knew Dylan's sister without knowing it was Dylan's sister. Or that Dylan had a sister. Or 2 sisters. Or maybe I did know. My head starts to hurt but I shake it off. He made himself out to be so freaking perfect and I was so freaking blind that he had issues. Knowing that Alessia is going into the trauma room, means he had big issues.

"Amy, I'm sorry. I didn't want to tell you because I know how close you are, or used to be, with Dylan and I thought it wasn't my place to tell you. Plus I'm not necessarily happy with the fact that my sister shares DNA with him." Luke said as we walk up the stairs at the facility.

"Yeah, she shares blood with the most adored, popular, hot jock in the school. Poor thing." I say sarcastically as I strut into the boys trauma room as it was nothing.

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"Amber!" I try and stop her as she turns that nob faster than I can say her name. Her sorta name.

I saw Dylan's face get up from the bottom bunk he was previously laying in and the way his jaw is clenched and the way he was approaching us, he doesn't look pleased.

"I told you to stay the fuck away! Stay the fuck away from her, stay the fuck away from here and stay the fuck away from me!" He says through gritted teeth using a pointer finger to tap the middle of my chest. Other than that he doesn't lay a hand on me. He knows so much better than that.

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I wasn't gonna let him talk to Luke like that. Not that Luke hasn't proven that he can take care of Dylan. Which I still don't know why or how but I will find out. Just not my first priority.

"Don't tell him to stay the fuck away from me. I can take care of myself and I'm not yours to take care of regardless. Why didn't you tell me you were in foster care? Why didn't you tell me you had two sisters?"

Dylan just looks at me, nothing but sadness in his eyes yet still full of fire.

"Why the hell would I tell you, Amber? Out of all people? Do you know how fucking embarrassing it is to have a reputation like me and then you go home from this palace where you're the king to come to this shit? You don't have any idea!" He starts tearing up.

I glance over at Luke. His eyes are telling me to say it right then and there but I know in my heart that makes me as low as him. I will never be as low as him.

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I thought she was going to put everything aside and be the better person. I really did. She just glanced at him as if she can sense he wanted to continue as the other 4 boys in the room watch in amusement. Not because of the argument. Because of the pretty girl walking in that happens to be 'Amber Rose.'
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"And I have a sister. Not 2." Dylan continues. "Because it's Hemmings' speciality to take every girl that means something to me."

"I didn't see you wish her a happy birthday. Can't mean that much to you." Luke buds in getting into the point of why we are here.

"You came here because like every year you want me to say happy birthday to my sister. I don't want to say happy birthday to Alessia and it's none of your business. Go down and wish her a happy birthday yourself. Why did you have to bring her along anyway?" Dylan asked calming down.

"Dyl." I say choking up, looking at my sock covered feet. Shit.
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It's Dylan. He won't notice, right? She'll have to point it out. He won't be able to tell.

"Amber-" Dylan started to get cut off by Amelia.

"Is not my name. And I'm not wearing shoes because I live here."
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I let out a sigh as the biggest longest most heavy sentence I have ever spoke left my lips.

"I'm in this foster care too. I am in the mystery room. Been here since 14 and I was supposed to be adopted by the Hemmings family but instead they took Gabriella. I do in fact know what's it like to have a reputation and come here where you are reminded you are nothing." I take another big breath. "I'm sorry for what I said to you in library. It was out of line. I am however not into you anymore and am more than happy being acquaintances. So let's start fresh." I put my hand for him to shake and he stares very confused. "Hi. My name is Amelia Rochelle Cobalt."

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