-The following morning-
I couldn't sleep, so I was watching the clock on my nightstand until it was a suitable time to rise. 8:00. I could hear voices coming from the below level. My "parents" were awake. I got out of bed and slowly made my way down the stairs.
"Good morning son." Said my new father, I was to tired to remember my english so I just waved.
" How did you sleep, honey?" Asked my new mother. I shrugged.
"O-okay I guess" I struggled against my elvin accent. I was in Anerica and apparently the enlightened accent sounds almost British. I didnt want to sound out of place.
" What was keeping you up?" My 'father' asked. I once again shrugged. I dont feel like talking right now.
" You dont answer of you dont want to honey. Just eat up." My supposed mother placed a plate in front of me at the shabby wooden table.
The meal consisted of scrambled eggs, hashbrowns and...ew, bacon. I dont eat meat. All elves are vegetarian. Its inhumane to feed off of animals.
I ate my breakfast in silence, except for the bacon of course. That I just left on the plate. Apparently 'mom' noticed.
"Oh! I forgot your a vegetarian. I'm sorry honey." She kissed my forehead and took my plate.
"I-its ok....mom..." It felt weird calling someone else that. I almost wanted to take it back but I couldn't. Not to long after I heard the patter of 2 small feet coming down the stairs....
