Living with the 6 Walker Brothers

~Author's Note~

I realize books like this one have already been made, but this is my first book.

I know there will be errors. I'm sry! And warning there will be cuss words and this stuff in my book is what I thought up. I'm sorry if it's really common to others. It's my first book.

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I'm Skylar. A 17 year old teenage girl. I'm a bit of a tomboy, I admit it. I have great friends. They are Sam, Reece, and Taylor. My friends are always there for me.

My dad had died in a car crash when I was 4 and ever since then my mother has came home drunk. And abusive. I would get a beating every day.

Soon the police found out and took my mom to prison.

Now I'm going to live with my Mom's friends. The Walkers.

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"Flight 8 is now boarding." Said the announcer at the airport. Time to go. I was gonna miss Louisiana, but I had no choice.

I was lucky and found a window seat. I slept most of the way to California.

Now, just saying I'm not a foster kid these are my parent's friends. They moved to California due to Mr. Walker's job.

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I walked up the pathway of this breathtaking house.

The Walker's

"Wow." I said out loud. This house, let me re-fraise that, this mansion is amazing!

Alley let me in after giving me a hug.

"Thanks for taking me in. How do I ever repay you?" I asked Alley.

"You don't have to repay. Ever. I love you like you are my daughter." She said.

"Thanks" I said giving her a quick hug.

"Our boys are at the skate park. you can me them here in a minute. They should be on their way home. Oh! And your room is up here." she said leading me to my room. It was on the second floor. My room was huge! And I even had a queen sized bed! Wow.

"This is your room. You may design it how ever you want. There's a desk over there and a laptop just for you. Paint the walls change the flooring anything. Just tell us if you need any help." Alley said with a smile.

"Oh my God! Thank you so, so, so much!" I said giving her a hug.

"Your very welcome. And I think the boys are home. I have six boys for you to all meet." She said.

"Oh! Six wow. No offense. It's cool. I brought my skateboard by the way hope you don't mind." I said.

"Non taken and I don't mind you bringing your skateboard at all." She said heading back down the stairs. I followed. All the boys were squeezing on the couch. I mentally laughed. I was kinda nervous.

"Boys, why don't you introduce yourselves." Alley said to all of the boys. They all got up and surrounded me.

"Hey I'm Tanner. And I'm 15." He said.

"Hey name's Ashton and I'm also 15." Another brother said.

"I'm Tie and I'm 16." He said casually.

"Hey I'm Dylan and I'm 1 of 2 17 year olds." He said smirking a bit.

"I'm Derrick and I'm 17." He said fully smirking.

"And I'm Jesse. The oldest one, I'm 18." He said somewhat casually.

"And you?" Dylan said.

"I'm Skylar and I'm also 17. I hear you guys skateboard? I do too." I said.

"Woah. You skateboard that's awesome!" Said Tie.

"Yeah! You should come to the skate park sometime" Ashton said.

"Yeah defiantly. What he said." Jesse said pointing to Ashton. Tanner just stayed quiet.

"Really? That would be sweet! I brought my skateboard, too. So maybe tomorrow."

"Yeah." They all said except Tanner.

"Dinner is ready! Come and eat!" I heard what sounded like Alley say.

Alley and Dallas are my parents good friends. Sorry if I said that before. Skylar's mind forgets sometimes.

We all walked to the dining room and ate quietly until Tanner spoke.

"You all know why Skylar is here, right? Yeah of course. And Skylar guess what. You are the reason why your father died. You are the reason of that crash. You are the reason you are here. You caused that crash. You caused your father's death. It's all your freaking fault! You slut!" He yelled.

Tears started filling my eyes. I ran out the front door. My vision started to blur and I couldn't hardly see anything. Then I tripped and felt a sharp edge of a rock dig into my knee. I whimpered and tried to keep running but I ran with a limp. I ran and ran. It started to pour. And I just till I tripped again and another rock dug deeper into the same knee. I couldn't run anymore. I just couldn't. It was pouring rain.

"Skylar? Skylar? You there? Say something! Please." I heard a voice say. It tried to say 'help me please' but all that came out was a squeak.

"Skylar. Skylar. Say something to prove your okay. Skylar. Skylar? Say something." another voice said. The voice slowly went away and then I saw nothing. Nothing but black. I didn't hear anything.

I woke up in my bed my knee aching.

"Oww." I said quietly. Then I looked at my knee.

"Son of a Bitch. Hurts like a fucker." I said quietly half sad half angry.

I heard knocking on the door.

"Come in." I yelled slightly. I looked at the doorway to see Dylan and Derrick behind him. They came in and sat on either side of me.

"Hey, listen we are so sorry about Tanner. I don't know what got into him. And .. Your knee. It got 15 stitches. It's going to be sore. We are so so sorry." said Derrick.

"Yeah, we are really sorry. And Tanner come talk to you." Dylan said.

"Noo! Not Tanner! Ever! Never! Ever!" I screamed.

"Shh. Okay, Okay. We'll tell him." Derrick said rubbing my back.

"Hey, listen, Skylar. The doctor gave you a pad for your knee, you know, to wear to school of you want. and he said it will hurt a little if you even bend your knee a little bit due to the stitches. Don't cry. That's why we bought you a pad for your knee." Dylan said. I started crying right away. Why did this have to happen to me? Why, Tanner, why? I will hate him. Always. I'm going to avoid him. I will not speak to him. And he was right. It was all my fault.

"All my fault." I whispered.

"No. No. No, No, No, No. It isn't your fault. No it isn't." Derrick said.

"It's all okay. We are going to the beach tomorrow. You are coming. No exceptions." Dylan said smiling a little bit.

"Okay. It's 8:30pm I'm going to bed. Night Derrick and Dylan." I said sniffing.

"Okay. Night Skylar." They both said.

And just like that, I was sleeping.