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Juvie Parole officers

I was brought into the office to meet whoever was a bout to be my parole officer... gee won't this be fun? *note the sarcasm* a few people walk in and I'm introduced. "Tavi'ana, this is your parole officer, Ms. McKenna." She looks soft, like she cares a little too much about her parolees. "Hello Tavi'ana" Ms. McKenna says. I don't respond, and she stares at me awkwardly. I get uncomfortable and give her a small wave. She smiles back. I'm then told all the probation rules, although I already know them, and I'm lead to what I'm guessing is Ms. McKenna's car. I take a sit in the back as Ms. McKenna drives. She try's to make small talk by asking questions but I don't respond. She tells me everything will be fine but I already know everything and she's lying. She doesn't know anything I do. We drive up to a large building with a cute little garden in the front and a huge tree with a swing hanging from a branch. I, in fact know that it's the foster home my brother is in, he sent me a picture so that if they tried to separate us when I got out, I would know where to find him. they've tried to separate us before but every time they do, we find each other again. I'm really excited to see my brother, but I don't show it, they don't know that I know that's why I'm here. The car stops and I walk silently up to the home. We ring the door bell and wait...