*Blue's POV*

            It was the end of the day at school and I had nowhere to go but home.

I had just shut my locker and had my messenger bag on my shoulder, about to start the painful walk home on an empty stomach when Chase stopped me.

            I rolled my eyes and looked around. He was alone. Funny, he always has his siblings tagging along... See? I can still be sarcastic when I'm in starvation.

           "What do you want, Chase?" I mumbled, trying not to stare at his features. He just shrugged and... Handed me an apple... He tossed it behind his back and I quickly caught it, probably because of one of my eye abilities, and cupped it in my hands to look at it better. It was a red delicious, that was my favorite apple of all time.

             I looked back at him, only to find his eyes locked on mine. I felt a blush rise on my cheeks and tried to hide it when I saw him start blushing too. "Thanks." I said slowly.

            "It's nothing. I thought that maybe you could come home with me." Chase said, scratching the back of his neck.

            My eyebrows raised up in shock at what he said. "U-uh..." I stammered. Chase gaped in realization at what he said.

            "Oh! Uh, that sounded a lot less romantic in my head..." I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing and he soon laughed along.

            Finally, we stopped laughing and I took a bite of the apple. It tasted like heaven, you try living without food for a week and see how you feel! I smiled at him as I chewed. "Well, I would but-"

            "No isn't an answer. You're coming." Chase then grabbed my waist and pulled me with him outside. It may seem like the least romantic thing ever to some people, but he could have grabbed my arm, but he didn't! And he didn't have to feed me, and he did. And he didn't have to make me fall in love with him, but he did.

             I am not in love with Chase Davenport.

           But... What if I am?

Time skip - Davenports Mansion

*Blue's POV*

Once I got to the Davenports house, Adam giggled and jumped along with Bree and Leo, then turned to Mr. Davenport who was holding a high tech gizmo and asked the most strangest question I've ever heard.

"Can we keep her?" Mr. Davenport looked at me, and I turned to run, but Chase picked me up bride-like style and held me so I couldn't leave. I tried kicking, but I was too weak.

"Alright, you can keep her. But make sure you feed her, walk her, and has somewhere to sleep."

"So basically, I'm not going home tonight?" It was more of a statement than a question. Chase nodded and looked down at me and smiled. I smiled back, but felt the butterflies come back.

  Chase set me down and Mr. Davenport came over to me. "Blue, Chase, Bree, and Leo have been telling me about what's going on at home for you," I shot the three a death stare and they just looked at me with concerned expressions.

"Mr. Davenport, you don't have to worry about me," I smiled, putting the mask on, "everything is fine. My mom is just sick right now. I'm handling it, nothing is going on."

  Mr. Davenport nodded. "They also told me you were a great liar."

I looked down at my high tops. "Blue, it's not just your mother that's sick. You are making yourself sick, too. Do you know how risky and stupid it is to live in a home with a drunken mother, no food, and no money?"

  I shook my head no. "This isn't your fault, Blue. But you need to accept the fact that you do need help, no one can handle a situation like this alone. Are you alright with staying with us for a while?"

  I nodded my head. "Okay." Mr. Davenport then left to go somewhere, probably to his room. Once he left, I narrowed my eyes and looked up at Chase, Bree, and Leo. "You told him?" I whisper screamed.

             Bree nodded her head yes. "What did you want us to do? Leave you to die? And by what? A glass bottle in the head?"

          "Yes!" I hissed. "That's exactly what you should do!" I suddenly felt light headed and before I knew it, I crashed onto the couch. I curled up into a ball as my stomach started the painful process of putting the shotgun away, and grabbing a blowtorch.

          I felt an arm wrap around me and I knew it was Chase. I didn't push him off, though, not enough strength. "Leo, go find her something to eat." Bree said quickly and I felt her sit down behind me and stroke my back, keeping her hand on my shoulder.

           "I hate you guys." I mumbled into Chase's shoulder and I felt him laugh.

Time skip - 4 hours before the talent show

*Blue's POV*

Bree was helping me get dressed for the talent show in the spare guest bedroom that they kept calling 'Blue's room'. It sounds like some little kids cartoon. I kept telling her that I didn't need help, but when I nearly collapsed on the stairs from dehydration Chase forced me to let Bree come with.

             He would have gone with me but...

Anyway, Bree told me that she thought I was going to crush it tonight, even if I was skinner than a twig. She said she was super excited to hear me sing as she brushed my hair, looking at me through the mirror.

             For some reason, I felt like I didn't really want to go home anymore. That I liked it here. With Chase, and Bree, and Leo, and Adam. Bree had finished my hair and it was twisted into a side braid, a fishtail braid that looked beautiful in my hair. She had woven some hair mirrors into it too so it shined in the light whenever I turned my head.

            "Okay, Blue. Next on the list: dress." Bree walked over to the closet and I followed her to the dress section, completely oblivious to the size of the closet. "Now, we need to find something that Chase will like, because we want him to like you, right?" She was trying to get me to admit my feelings. I just nodded my head and leaned it against the wall.

              Bree pulled out a gorgeous dark blue two piece dress that looked like this:

Bree held it up to me and smiled happily at me. "Blue... This would look perfect on you. And Chase would love it."

I slowly slid down onto the floor and took the dress from her, just putting it on my lap and staring at the wall. I sensed Bree drop down besides me. "Okay, what's wrong? You haven't made a sarcastic comment in the past two hours. Something's up with you."

I looked at her and just forced one of the corners of my mouth to smile. Bree shook her head. "Uh uh, that isn't going to work on me. If I'm going to be your best friend you have to tell me these things."

            My head lolled to the side and I just looked at her as she stared at me. "Fine. I guess you can't tell Mr. Davenport anything else than what you've already told him," Bree shrugged and looked at me to continue, "it's just... Have you ever felt... Sort of depressed? But like, not suicidal, just you can't be happy no matter what happens?"

           Bree nodded slowly. "I think I know what you mean. So, this isn't about Chase is it?"

         I shook my head no. "Well, some of it is. But it's more along the lines of... I don't think you guys understand."

         "Understand what?"

         "Understand how hard this is for me." She looked at me in confusion. "You guys are just... Perfect," I dropped my hands down onto the dress. "you guys are amazing. Adam has incredible strength, you have glorious super speed, Chase has ADORKABLE superior intelligence, and Leo has a bionic arm. You guys have the perfect life. You guys get to go on missions, you get to save lives, and no one is there to judge you. They all rely on you... No one relies on me. I'm basically invisible. Well, that is until you guys came along," Bree smirked, "but it's just... Sure, you guys had it tough hiding your abilities before. But now, everyone loves you. You don't have to worry about being perfect, messing up... Whatever you guys do, everyone loves you for it.
"You guys have a loving dad, and a really caring step-mom who loves you guys. I have... No one," Bree frowned next to me, "all my other family members have passed away or don't care enough to send a letter. My dad is gone and my mom tries to kill me half the time. I'm only 15 and already I've got to care for myself. But I can't. I don't have anymore money, why do you think I'm starving? But I can't tell anyone about it though, they can't know about it because if they do, they'll get the police involved and I'll get sent to an orphanage. And everyone knows no one wants you when you're there, no one ever takes you in. But..." A tear slipped down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away, "no one understands... How... Hard it is to be who I am now... I once was happy, I was kind, thoughtful, caring...
"But once my mom fell down in bed I had to change myself. I spent years getting rid of the old me to cover up everything going on. Because I knew that the old Blue would break down and tell everyone, but the new Blue wouldn't. The new Blue is sarcastic, rude, and most importantly, doesn't have any friends. She shuts everyone out and won't let anyone in and that's exactly what I need right now. If they find out Bree..." I let out a sob, "I don't think I'll be able to handle myself. I have to put on a stupid mask everyday when I go to school so that no one will ever see a trace of the old Blue or what really goes on at home. No one understands me.
"They don't understand how hard it is for me. And that's when Chase comes in. I really think I'm in love with him, but I have to act like I hate him because he cares about me too much. And you guys telling Davenport what goes on is only going to make me go away. And I don't want to go away. What I want to do is just die." Bree's eyes widened.

          "Blue, hey," she pulled me in to hug her and I didn't pull back, but sobbed into her shoulder. This is the second bionic I've cried on... Yay, "I understand... I do. But hey, no one is perfect. Everyone has flaws, yours are just a little bit bigger than usual. But that doesn't mean they can't be fixed. And Mr. Davenport will make sure you won't go away, the only option you'll have is to live with us. We're all trying really hard to understand, but we can't help you if you don't let us in."

             Bree leaned back and as I sobbed, she wiped the tears from my eyes. She held my hands and looked me in the eyes. "Are you okay?"

           I sniffled and nodded my head. "Okay. Come on, you have a talent show to ace."

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Go Brue! That's Bree and Blue (if you haven't guessed).
I wish Bree was my best friend. She seems really supportive at the best of times... Plus, a GREAT fashion sense. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Blue's singing 'Confident' in the next chapter!
       See you there!

  Love,

           Danalpswolf