What happens when fate suddenly decides to bring together six lost souls under the same roof? Sometimes all you need in life is someone to just be there for you. But will they let each other in their already empty lives? Little did they now that the walls that they put up would slowly start to tumble down. Come along this remarkable journey where these six individuals learn that it's never to late to become a part of an actual family.

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Use Somebody

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Chapter One: Nobody's Home
Alex POV

What's wrong, what's wrong now? Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside.

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I sighed as I pulled up to my new "home". Home? Ha! I don't even know what that word means anymore… This was more like another house in the collection. Why the hell can't we stay in one place for once? I sighed again, for I knew perfectly well why we couldn't hold down a house. At least this one will be different. Yeah, different would definitely be the word.

"I can't believe we agreed to this," I shook my head in disbelief.

"Lex…we had no choice, you know that. Plus. I'm sure this will be an…interesting experience. We'll get through this Alex." I felt her put her hand on my shoulder.

"I know Gabs, but I just can't get over the fact that this is our fifth house this year!" I turned away from her and stared out the window.

I just heard a sigh as she let her hand slip off my shoulder in defeat. I love Gabriella, I really do. But sometimes, I can't handle her "the grass is always greener on the other side" attitude. And I know she hates my "life sucks" attitude. What can I say? We're sisters so it's a given that we would be different. But no matter how different we were, we loved each other and most importantly, we needed each other. Because even though she never shows it…I know she's just as broken as I am. Our parents died when we were both still in high school, leaving Gabriella to take care of the both of us. Can you possibly image how big of a responsibility that is?

"I guess we should get out of the car now, huh?"

I sighed as she pulled me out of my thoughts. She was right. We couldn't sit in here forever – as much as I would have loved to – we had to face it sooner or later and sooner just happened to be the answer.

Let me rewind a little and explain things, you see, we're not the only ones that are going to be living in that house. Gabriella and I were desperate a few months ago when it came to keeping up with the rent in our previous apartment. We ended up getting kicked out. Gabriella spent hours on end trying to figure something out when she spotted an ad in the newspaper. Apparently there was a six bedroom house open to be rented out. They had room for two more people. Bingo. They weren't asking for much and right now, we needed something cheap. Living with strangers is just going to have to be the side affect to that. We didn't care…okay maybe we did. Who wouldn't be a little intimated to go and live with complete strangers? I mean they could be psycho paths for all we know! But we never really talked about that. We couldn't back out; there was just no other option at this point. This was a must. All I can hope at this point is that they're good people. Good people that'll know to stay out of our way and space.

"Are you coming or not Lex?" I heard her call out to me.

"Yeah! Let me just get the rest of our stuff," I walked around the car to the trunk and picked up the two remaining boxes. We didn't have much. We didn't need much.

"Do you think everyone else is home?" I could tell she was really nervous now.

"It doesn't matter if anyone's home Gabs, let's just get it over with," I glanced at her. She was frowning at my abruptness. I sighed and shifted the boxes in my arms and grabbed her hand.

"What I meant is, that it shouldn't matter who's in there was long as we have each other, 'kay?"
She smiled and I squeezed her hand once before she rang the doorbell.

We could hear the footsteps coming from inside and seconds later a brunette girl, about my age, opened the door.

"Hi," she greeted and then spotted the boxes in my arms, "you guys must be some of the roommates moving in right?" she smiled at us. I couldn't help but to look her up and down. She seemed to have a 'rocker' edge to her, wearing practically all black. Huh, not a bad sense of style though.

"Yeah we are, nice to meet you," Gabriella let go of my hand to shake hers, I simply smiled and nodded and she returned the smile and nod.

"Well come on in," she stepped aside and signaled us to walk in.

We walked in and it looked like the girl who had opened the door for us was the only one there. The house was simple yet beautiful. It had a small living room with a fire place as well as a small kitchen and a hallway bathroom. I cringed a little at the thought that we would have to be forced to be so close to each other if we all wanted to watch something in the living room or eat at the same time in the kitchen. If there was one thing that I protected the most besides Gabriella, it was my privacy.

I set down the boxes by the door and went to go peek my head in the bedrooms.

"So, which ones are ours?" I asked, turning around to where Gabriella and the brunette where standing.

"Well, that's up to you guys. Whichever ones you guys pick," she said blankly.

"Wait. So we're the first ones here? No one else has moved in yet besides you?" Gabriella asked, confused just as I was.

"No, today is actually the day we were all scheduled to move in…I guess the people that own the place thought it was a good idea if we start off by moving in at the same time. Get to know each other better since we're going to be living together? I have no clue…" she trailed off.

"We're not here to get to know other people, we're here to live under a freakin' roof," I mumbled under my breath. Gabriella gave me a warning look.

"That's a really thoughtful idea," Gabriella covered me.

"I found all this out by a note that was left at the door, you guys could just imagine my surprise finding out I was the first one to arrive." She said, sitting back down on the couch, her tone indifferent. She seemed to be almost bored by the whole thing.

"So which one did you pick…?" She never really gave us her name.

"Michelle, but unless you're my mother, its Mitchie" she winked and Gabriella and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Well Mitchie, I'm Gabriella and this is my little sister Alex," she pointed in my direction.

"Nice to meet you Mitchie," I said and she returned the greeting.

She wasn't so bad, she actually seemed pretty cool by the look of her 3OH!3 tee. Anyone with a good taste in music was good in my book. But like I said before, we're not here to make friends, I don't need friends. All I need is Gabriella and a way to figure out on how to pay her back for all the hard work she has put in into taking care of the both of us.

"I got one of the rooms upstairs. There's three upstairs and three downstairs," she responded to Gabs' question.

"I think we'll take the other two from upstairs then. Thanks Mitchie," Gabriella headed up the stairs and I followed boxes in hand.

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Once we were done settling down in our new rooms Gabriella and I headed downstairs, deciding to go wait for the rest of our – err – roommates to arrive with Mitchie. Well Gabriella more like forced me to go and wait with them but hey, deep down I was curious to see who the rest of the bunch were.

A couple of hours had passed by, in which we merely watched mindless television not really saying a word to one another. And let the awkwardness begin. The first to arrive was a guy. Great, I never really took into consideration that we might be living with guys as well. As he walked in, he seemed to have a big smile across his face. Was he excited to move into a house full of strangers? He sure seemed excited about something. Great, he not only was a guy, but a happy guy. I glanced over at Gabriella and Mitchie who were sitting on the long couch. Gabriella simply smiled but Mitchie seemed to be having a difficult time trying to get her face to smile. I laughed slightly to myself. Looks like Mitchie wasn't too fond of happy, pretty boys either.

"Well hello ladies," he smiled at us. I smiled slightly, not wanting to get the "you're so rude" lecture from Gabriella again.

"Hello"
"Hey"
"Yo"

Were the three responses he got from us. He kept on smiling; now looking around the place. I think we all took this time to check him out. I looked him up and down. Not bad, I couldn't help but notice that he was at least attractive. He was wearing a grey, deep V-neck with black, tight pants. He had amazing, black, slightly curly hair as well. His shoes were shinning; they were black and seemed unnaturally clean. What's a pretty boy like him doing here? He didn't look in need of money…then again neither did Mitchie or Gabriella and I. Never judge a book by its cover, ugh so cliché, but I guess we can wait until the other two arrive to start the whole 'so what's your story?' ritual.

After he looked around the house (still smiling to himself) he decided on the first room in the hallway downstairs. He unpacked and later joined us in the living room. Once again, we all waited in silence for the other two…until he broke it of course.

"You know, I don't think I ever said my name," he lightly chuckled, "I'm Shane."

"Nice to meet you Shane, this is Alex," Gabriella pointed at me and I merely waved, "and Mitchie," she pointed at Mitchie who barely lifted her head and looked at him for the slightest second, "And I'm Gabriella."

"It's really nice to meet you guys," he smiled. Anyone else getting tired of his smile-y attitude? Oh that's right, Mitchie was. She seemed to keep her focus on the TV screen after giving her greeting nod. I was actually getting curious as to why she didn't like him so much off the bat but I was very amused nonetheless by it.

"Nice to meet you too," I decided to respond for the group.

"So is this it?" he asked.

"No, there's two more yet to arrive," Gabriella answered.

"Ah okay, cool," he nodded, looking around the place. I think he finally ran out of things so say for the moment.

We all went back to watching the television screen. What were we watching you may ask? I have no idea. I doubt any one of us was really paying attention. I know I was just waiting for that damn doorbell to ring. The wait was becoming endless and my stomach started to become restless as well. I decided to quietly direct myself to the kitchen, scouted for the refrigerator and once I found it, I was disappointed to find it empty.

"Great."

As I proceeded to look around in the cabinets I heard the doorbell ring. At least another roommate had arrived, thank God, now we could order a pizza or something. I took my time walking back to the living room though. To be honest, I wanted to skip the whole everyone-introduces-themselves part and just sneak back in without anybody noticing. As I stopped at the kitchen doorway to observe from behind, I was a little surprised to see that there were two of them. I guess they arrived as a pair, just like Gabriella and I did.

The first one to walk in looked to be older then all of us by just a few years or be around Gabie's age at the least. He was wearing dark aviator glasses and had a leather black jacket on. I'm guessing he was trying to be pretty bad ass if you ask me, or at least that was the impression he wanted to give. And he was doing a good job pulling it off. His hair was amazingly perfect; light brown and slightly long, set to the side by a jerk of his head. He was essentially another pretty boy but unlike Shane, he had an I-could-give-a-fuck expression placed on his face. I frowned. I guess there's someone who doesn't want to be here more then I do. Well damn. And I thought I was going to be the only 'emo', as my sister naively says, person here.

As I turned my attention to the person standing next Mr. Bad Ass, I frowned again. Well what do you know, it's another guy. What is this? An episode of Friends? Three girls and three guys – couldn't get cheesier then that. But what happened next, I didn't really expect. I suddenly got taken aback by the intensity of the boy's eyes as I set my eyes fully on just him. He seemed to be looking around with suspicious eyes, as if searching to see if it was safe enough to come in. I suddenly found myself glued to him, not being able to set my eyes off, it was as if he kept looking for something but couldn't seem to find it and it was making me uneasy…an urge of wanting to help him find what he was looking for started to nudge at my stomach – anything to get that intense look off his face. And BAM! My body froze and my breath stopped – he was looking straight at me…our eyes locked. I was like a deer caught in headlights. I was the deer and he was the headlights, blinding me with that stare. You know that feeling of sudden alarm that you get when you were just caught doing something and you want to look away but can't? Yeah, me too.

Shit, that means I just got caught staring at him but as much as I tried to quickly look away, the lock of our eyes wasn't so easy to break.

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