"Lilly! Lilly! Wake up!"

I groaned, and sat up. Slowly I looked around the room. It had only been 5 days since I Moved here, but this place already felt like home. I Jumped when the door to my room burst open and a small blur slammed into me.

"Ack! Sofie?" I asked the lump that slammed in to my stomach. The lump, or rather little girl nodded.

"Time for bre-ak-fast!" she said smiling up at me, then before I could respond she dashed out of the room. Leaving me there to get ready for my day.

I reached over to edge of my bed and grabbed my prosthetic leg. When I was eight, a man broke into my house, he killed my little brother, mom and dad. In the attack I lost the bottom half of my calf, it was only when I turned 13 that I was able to get a protosedic for it.

I shuffled around the room, pulling on a black sweater, and a long white skirt. The skirt went all the way to my ankles and puffed out satisfyingly when I spun. I went over to my dresser and pulled on my mother's locket. The locket had a celtic knot design on it, but I could never get it open. My mother had given it to me the day before she died.

I quickly tied up my hair in a long braid. My hair was pure white, it had been like that ever since I was born. Kids would often tease me about it. It fell just to my lower back, and was silky and straight.

Slowly, I left the room making my way down the stairs. When I entered the kitchen I saw my new foster mother making pancakes. She turned when she heard me enter the room.

"Good morning Lillayn, how are you feeling?" She asked. I smiled softly, and nodded in response. I was still finding it hard to open up to her, even though she was nice. It was harder to talk to adults, especially since the attack. Most of the time I didn't talk at all. This didn't seem to bother her tho.

"Would you like some pancakes?" She asked, and I nodded again. She got me a plate and filled it with pancakes and set it on the table where I started on my meal. After a few moments, Jamie and Sophie came down. They were both Misses Bennent's kids but they still treated her like a sister. Jamie was twelve, making him two years younger than me, and Sophie was 7.

"Hi Lilly!" Jamie called as he ran down the stairs, "Guess what! It's a snow day" I smiled at his excitement, what was with him and snow days?

He ran past us and to the back door. Only to be stopped by his mother.

"Jamie come back in here and eat your breakfast!" She called.

Jamie ran to the table and started to eat his pancakes at an impossible speed. When he finished he jumped up only to stoped by his mother again.

"And Jamie, I would like you to bring Lillyan to, I know she is older than you and your friends, but it would be nice for her to get out some."

I expected Jamie to protest, being crippled I would only slow him down. But to my surprise he beamed at the idea.

"All right! Come on Lilly!" Jamie said. He started poking my arm repeatedly trying to get me to hurry up. After a few moments I finished my food Jamie grabbed my arm, pulling me to the door. I just barely managed to grab my coat and scarf before I was yanked out the door.