When I opened the door I seen this cute boy with his head slightly down and to me he looks twelve cuter then his photo. I completely understand how he feels right now. I then seen a tall black women who I'm guessing works for the foster program. My parents let them in and we head towards the kitchen. All five of us was about to sit down when my dad looked at me. I had a feeling it should just be the four of them. I then start to leave knowing it was best. I went up to my room to clean it up a little bit even though it was really not that messy only a can or two here and there.

After that I started to read a book until I heard the door open. I did not know if I should go back down or wait until she left. After all no one else was around when I came here. Once the door was shut I made up my mind and headed downstairs. The boy was just sitting on the couch and was between sad and shy So sahy is a good made up word even if it's not the best. I looked around and seen my parents were standing outside with the lady still talking. I made my way towards him and sat down on one of the other couches having a feeling he still wanted his space. It was quiet as I really did not know what to say. Well I kinda do but I don't want to say the wrong thing. So I just started out with my name.

"Hi I'm Rich."

The boy was still quiet. He only slightly looked at me when I told him my "name" The truth is I told him my middle name. If I said my first name it may upset him and I did not want to do that. My parents soon walked back into the house closing the door behind them.

"Well son did he tell you his name?"

"Not yet mom but give him time to tell me himself."

"Ok then why dont you show him around then."

"Sure thing."

I looked at the boy and just gave a slight nod.

"Well this is the living room of course and you already saw the kitchen. So let me show you more. Unless you just want to stay here."

The boy slighly looked up before getting up. I gave a smile and I soon showed him around. I almost was done with my tour. I only had two more places left.

"Well this is your room. Sorry its empty. Dont know what you really into. We can go to the store to get things for your room. You kinda have your own bathroom."

I showed him the bathroom.

"That door over there leads to my room. Lets go there next."

Once in my room he looked around y room and then looked at me.

"You are welcom to my room any time you want. If my door happens to be closed just knock."

The boy just nodded and we made our way back to the living room. That night I felt my bed move and knew it was him. I for one did not mind. He can sleep with me as long as he wanted.

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