It has been about a week since the guys adopted me. It has been the best week of my life. We've done nothing but fun stuff. After the party we did random stuff all week, whether it be lazer tag or bowling. Today was something different though.
I may have forgotten to mention that I have a boyfriend from the foster home. His name is Steven (this is my actual boyfriend i'm talking about). He's about an inch taller than me, chubby, and ginger. He's really really sweet and I absolutely love him. We've been dating around a month, so I thought I would as the guys if he could come over.
"Hey, Patrick?"
"Yeah?"
"I was wondering if my boyfriend from the foster home could come over for a while."
"Um..... Yeah, sure. Can he get a ride over here though?"
"Yeah, his sister can drive him over"
"Alright. HEY GUYS CHELSEA'S BOYFRIEND IS COMING OVER TO MEET US!!!"
All you heard was rustling and rumbling of people coming from different directions in the house, and a simultaneous "WHAT?!"
I just started laughing and they all rushed in with a million questions about him.
All I said was "They'll be answered when he gets here in a few minutes."
This should be interesting, considering my boyfriends a fan.
