The day was moving slowly. School was extremely boring. But we paid attention. We didn't want to get into any more trouble.

We were in our second class. I think it was social studies. The teacher kept going on and on about Romans. What did they have to do with this? Why did I have to know about their life style? Why should I even care? Why does it matter?

"Drake," said the teacher. He stopped my deep in thoughts. Maybe I wasn't paying attention as much as I should have.

"What?" I asked, immediately regretting it.

"Answer my question."

"What question?"

"Name a delicacy that the patricians enjoyed."

"Um... Um... Trees?"

"No. Drake you know this. Don't play dumb with me. Tell me the answer."

"Bricks?"

"Do they eat building supplies?"

"Oh, I thought delicacies were building supplies."

"See me after class Drake. We need to talk."

He continued on with the class. Everybody looked at me and giggled. I didn't belong here. I needed a way out. But the only way was to wait until early dismissal.

Class finally came to an end. Grayson and Mia joined me and we begin to leave the classroom.

"Where do you think you are going?" the teacher said. I stopped right in my tracks. He didn't forget. I wasn't going to be lucky.

"Oh," I said as I turned toward him. "Sorry, I forgot."

"I don't think so. You all go on."

"Wish me luck," I whispered as Grayson and Mia walked out of the room. They closed the door behind them.

"Drake, what is wrong?"

"What do you mean? I'm fine."

"You are my best student. It's not like you to not know an answer. Or to not pay attention in class."

I was silent. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Drake, I trust you. What is bothering you?"

I started to shake my head. "No, it's private. I have a lot on my mind. I don't even completely believe it."

"Okay. But come to me if you ever need anything. I'm here. I can help."

"There isn't anything you could do to help."

"Is there anybody who knows what's going on?"

"No," I was tensing up due to the lie.

"Drake, who have you told."

"My sister. Grayson, Mia, and Armen are apart of it. But it's not a problem. Everything is fine. Armen is a great teacher and everything is under control. We just go way back with Armen."

"I understand. You can go to class now."

I walked out of the room. There was a crowd around the door when I left. They all stared at me in shock. I guess the couldn't believe I had to have a talk with the teacher. I found Grayson and Mia in the back of the crowd.

"What did he say?" Mia immediately asked.

I took a deep breath. "He asked what was wrong. He said I was the best student and it wasn't like me to let something like that happen."

"What did you say?" Grayson asked.

"That there were some private things we are trying to deal with. I didn't tell him the whole story though. But he knows who is involved now."

"That's ok," Mia said. "We will all be living with Armen soon and everything will be right again."

That's what I loved about Mia. Ever since we found each other it has been one bad thing after another. But Mia stayed optimistic. She thought of the bright side. But what if the bright side never came? What if we were stuck with our "parents" for the rest of our lives? What if. That was the one thing swirling in my head. What if...