Amara and Lucy finally made it to the plane. They sat in silence. "Amara, I didn't say this before because I knew you probably wouldn't want to come with me but." She paused and gulped. "I have five boys at home."
"What?" Amara spat, Turing to look at Lucy. "I swear they're really sweet boys, but they all needed home so I took them in." She explained.
The five boys Lucy had took in were foster kids for almost their whole life. Lucy was the one who took them in as her own. One of them stays even through he should be going to college or something similar to that.
Amara stared down in her lap as Lucy explained each of them. "My oldest is Jonah. He's a sweet boy. He just recently turned 19. And I have to say, he's the most responsible out of all of them." Lucy explained.
"Then there's Corbyn. He's 18. He's the only one out of all of them who has a girlfriend. Then theirs Daniel. I think he's the sweetest boy, most innocent. He's also 18." These two boys have always been a big part of Lucy's life.
"Then Jack. If you have a problem he's your boy. Once again 18." She explained the curly hired boy. "Last but not least is Zach. Zach is very easy to get along with. You'll probably grow close to him fast. He's like a little brother to everyone, since he's 16." She explained her youngest who she was obviously fond of.
"Have any caused trouble?" Amara asked out of curiosity. "All boys do, dear." Lucy answered. Amara took a deep breath before looking out the plane window.
Eventually the pair made it to Ohio, where they were staying for the year. Lucy opened the door to the mini-van they drove in.
"Boys!" She yelled out. The singing that was heard from inside, stopped and five boys came jogging out.
"LUCY!" They all yelled in sync. Of course they didn't call her mom, they didn't live for her their whole life, therefor they didn't need to call her that. Plus, she preferred Lucy.
They did a group hug before the tallest noticed Amara standing their with her bags. "Who's this, Lucy?" He asked.
All the boys turned their attention to the girl who stood with her hands connected in front of her, her head barley lifted to where she could see the boys.
"Boys, this is Amara. She will be staying with us until she can move out, or decide to move out." She corrected herself.
"So she's like our sister?" The one with blonde hair asked. "Only if you wanna call her that." Lucy shrugged.
"Nah." The curly hair boy said, really not wanting to do so. "You don't have to Jack, but I am." The blonde said.
"Instead of arguing, introduce yourselves." Lucy scolded the boys. They all nodded. "I'm Jonah." The tallest boy said. "I'm Corbyn." The blonde said. "I'm Daniel." The one with blue eyes said, without question they were pretty and easy to get lost in. "Jack." The one with curly hair said. He didn't want to be here it seemed. "And I'm Zach." The last one said.
"I'm going to apologize before hand if I say your names or wrong or mix you up." Amara said, not wanting the boys she lived with to hate her.
"I mean, even Starbucks spells my name wrong." Corbyn said. Amara giggled at this. No wonder this boy had a girlfriend.
"Welp let's get you inside and unpack everything." Lucy said, leading Amara inside with all she had.
She was going on one hell of a rollercoaster.
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A Why Don't We Life
Fanfiction(THIS IS CALLED FICTION FOR A REASON, THEREFORE, ANYTHING THAT IS NOT ACCURATE OR REAL JUST GO WITH IT!!!!) The why Don't We boys, as they call themselves. These brothers are very close. They like to think nothing can come in between them, such...
