I wake with a start, my eyes widening at the unfamiliar room. Darkness consumes it as I quickly reach for the side lamp and turn it on, Illuminating the walls. I almost forgot that I've been adopted.

Adopted.

That word just doesn't sound right in my case.

A frustrated sigh escapes my lips as I rub my face. I haven't been able to go a week without a nightmare since my families death, and lately it's been a nightly occurrence.

It sucks.

I slowly pull the covers off me and look at the clock on the side table. 05:47 in the morning. Of course, I can't sleep in yet again. Sleeping is actually something I enjoy since no one can bother me.

However, once I wake up, I cannot fall back asleep.

Instead of laying there, staring at the plain ceiling, I decide to venture out onto the little spot Luke showed me. That way I can watch the sunrise which is something I used to let myself do in the orphanage.

I quietly unplug my iPod from its charger and tip toe over to the window. To be completely honest, I'm probably being way too careful. Luke's room may be right next to this one, but he's probably so fast asleep that not even a hurricane could wake him.

You know boys.

My fingertips slide the window up, the fresh morning air greeting my face as well as some sunshine. The sun rise has probably just started-

"You're awake?" A voice asks, startling me so much that I pretty much fall down the slanted roof.

Luckily, I catch myself just before I reach the bottom and stare at Luke. Why is he already wearing his school uniform? Wouldn't his school start at like 09:30 or something?

"Couldn't sleep so I decided to watch the sunrise," he explains quietly, already looking embarrassed.

That's basically the exact same thing I was doing...

Perhaps he is the boy version of me... Just with a much brighter future.

I shrug my shoulders and sit down across from him, just as we did last night. It seems that no matter how much I try, I keep finding myself in these situation with Luke.

Situations that allow me to talk to him.

And for some reason, I'm okay with it... Even when I tell myself not to be.

I mean, he did kind of annoy me last night.

"I've got to leave for school at eight," he sighs, stretching his arms in the air,b"I have a feeling today is gonna suck... But I get tomorrow off,"

I nod, not completely understanding why he would get tomorrow off. Last time I checked, he had at least a week left of school... And tomorrow is still a weekday.

"I think you know this but it's finals week and tomorrow is just my study hall period. It's open campus," he explains, probably seeing my confused face.

Wait.

I look down at my clothes, a bright blush staining my cheeks. I'm legit just wearing junky old shorts that are tiny along with a gigantic greyish tee shirt... It probably looks like I'm not even wearing shorts!

Quickly, I make sure that a bit of my shorts is showing while I take my hair out from its pony. I don't exactly have big boobs but that still doesn't change the fact the I'm not wearing a bra! I decide to let my knotted hair cover them as I lean back against the house.

"Do you think you'll come to my school next year?" Luke suddenly asks.

I stare at him for a bit, not sure how to exactly respond to that question. Sure, I've been schooled in the orphanage but I feel like I'm not quite up to par with him or his classmates. Plus, it would mean I would have to interact with people...

I like being an introvert as much as possible.

"Maybe," I whisper, my voice still sounding foreign to me. It almost doesn't even sound like it belongs to me.

I get that this path that I want to take, of being Luke's friend, is dangerous... And I want nothing more than to block him out but I can't. As much as I tell myself I should, there's just no way that it's possible.

He sends me a small smile before turning back to the sunrise. I study his face, seeing how the Suns rays delicately meet his features. He really does remind me of my brother, and not even in a bad way.

Luke's eyes are honestly beautiful under the sunlight. They're a blue that can't even be described since they are so lively, probably the exact opposite of my green ones. Maybe I'm a bit jealous of him... Seeing that he lives such a care free life.

I want that.

"You should come shadow me on my last day of school," he suddenly blurts out. I quickly look away from him, realizing that I've been staring for a good two minutes.

"Why?" I reply rather quietly.

"Because you can see if you wanna come or not," he smiles, "will you?"

I purse my lips, looking to the ground below before answering.

"Fine,"

He doesn't say anything, but I can certainly tell that he is smiling despite looking at him. I find it weird that he pays so much attention to me, especially since most people act like I'm invisible.

I though I convinced myself that being invisible was the best thing for me, but he's changing my views.

But I don't want my views to change... I need to stay invisible just like my family is now.

"Well, I better head in for breakfast..." He trails off, "you should too. My mum makes the best omelets,"

And with that he disappears back into his room, this time leaving me all alone on the roof.

Why is he so nice to me?

A sigh escapes my lips as I ponder going to his school. I mean, I'm sure Liz will make me go anyway so might as well.

With that, I climb the roof back up to my window and slide in. I catch myself in a mirror that was already in this room before I moved in, staring at my reflection.

My hair almost reached my belly button at this point, considering I haven't had a haircut in two years. In those two years I haven't grown much, probably due to the fact that I never wanted anything to do with the awful orphanage food. Therefor, my dark waving hair seems to gobble me up.

Maybe I should just cut it myself...

I shrug my shoulders and decide to grab an outfit for the day. It would be hella awkward for both Liz and Jack to see me in these scrubs... It's even worse that Luke already has.

But then again, why do I care so much?

I quickly look into the closet and pull out a black tie dyed shirt and some high waisted shorts. These are actually the only two thing in my wardrobe that I'd consider acceptable in the eyes of teenagers.

Afterwards, I take one last look at myself in the mirror and place my hair into two Dutch plaits. This, by the way, takes me forever but I don't really know how to do any other hairstyle.

Once finished, I head towards the door and open it to the hallway, closing it behind me.

"Mum! Where is my shirt!" Jack yells, startling me as my head snaps to him.

My eyes widen, him standing there with an expressionless look on his face with out any shirt on whatsoever.

"Like what you see?" He asks, his eyebrow raised in amusement.

I quickly snap myself out of my trance and roll my eyes, putting my "idc" face on for the day. I've actually gotten pretty good at that face, almost no one can tell what I'm feeling.

"I put it on your bed, Jack! Use your eyes!" Liz hollers back as I descend down the staircase.

Their house is so lovely in the morning. Liz making breakfast, both Luke and Jack getting their things together as they run around the house. It's almost like how mine used to be... How it used to be before I ruined it with my selfishness.

"Oh! Sorry," Luke mumbles as he bumps into me while turning the corner.

I clear my throat, not even bothering to look at him as I keep my head low and travel to the kitchen. Honestly, I have no idea what's going on anymore. Back in the orphanage I knew exactly how to live my life, but now, I'm not so sure.

My world has been flipped completely upside down once again.

But this time, maybe it for the better.

"Evelyn! I was just about to ask if you would like to come shopping with me today," Liz greets me.

Shopping? That's new.

I nod my head, not knowing if there is any other option for me to go or not. Liz probably wouldn't let me stay home alone anyway, and I wouldn't want to be a bother.

"Great!" She smiles, "do you like omelets?"

I nod my head again, graciously taking the plate form her hands.

"Now tomorrow I have to go into school since my students are taking they're calculus final," Liz explains, I didn't even know she was a teacher, "but Luke doesn't have to go to school tomorrow and Jack's last day is today so they'll stay home with you,"

Turns out I might be a bit of a bother...

"Eve said she'd shadow me on my last day of school," Luke announces as he enters the kitchen, Jack following him.

"She did?" Jack raises his eyebrows in surprise.

I'm still stuck on the fact that Luke used my nickname to be honest.

"That's great! Actually, why don't you just go tomorrow? I mean, it's your study hall so it's the perfect time," Liz suggests, the mood immediately dropping.

"Mom, that's stupid. She won't even be able to see what a class is like," Luke huffs. This is the first time I've seen him get angry.

"Yeah but even the last day wouldn't be normal. Just go to school tomorrow, it's not like you will be doing anything at home," Liz chuckles.

"But my study hall is the worst!" Luke whines, his mother completely ignoring him.

Well, tomorrow is going to be real fun...