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[Let's just say the original three wanted to meet up together before leaving? Idk...]

Tobi finished putting his lip rings in. He heard the knock and walked downstairs. There was Claire and Geenie. Tobi gave Claire an uneasy, broken smile and walked downstairs to do the dishes. They were leaving the house furnished, so he just finished that up and went back upstairs. He wished Claire was later. He didn't want to leave...

"Why do you like him better than me?" Brooke yelled to her sister as she stretched out on the couch. "And I have not been bothering you so shut up," She said as she listened to Tyler and Kerra's conversation. She sat up and pulled her hair into a ponytail before lying back down on the leather sofa. She pulled the warm, pink blanket over herself but then grinned as she looked down at the game console. Quickly she jumped off the couch and walked over to the system, putting one foot down on top of it but not hard enough to crush it.
"Kerra, what would happen if I stepped on this?" She called to her sister.

"Good Kerra," Brooke said, flashing her a smile as she picked up the hot chocolate and carefully carried the hot cup back over to where she was laying on the couch. "Would it hurt if I poured this on you, Kerra?" She asked curiously as she took a sip of the steaming drink. "Cause it looks like it would hurt you but don't worry I won't pour it on you cause then Santa might think Tyler did it and then Santa won't bring any presents for Tyler and then Tyler will be sad, right?" She said as she decided on whether or not she should actually pour it.

Tobi packed all his non-essentials: a few new notebooks, some art stuff, his guitar, and his knife. For the first time ever he felt attatched to this house and he had no idea why. Then he picked up a picture of his family. Back when they went to Washington, D.C. He was still an infant then, so he didn't remember much of it.. A tear swelled up in his eye and his throat constricted. In anger and sorrow,Tobi threw it across the room and against the wall.The glass frame shattered and he collapsed onto his bed.

"No he won't!" Brooke protested. "Santa never ever eats anyone. He's a very nice man," She said as she rested her cup on the coffee table and crossed her arms. She lied down on the couch once again and thought for a moment. "They aren't gonna be here for a long time. When mom and dad come back then they'll tell them to leave since dad hates them. And besides, I'm not the little girl, you are," She said.

[[ Might be my last post for the night unless I can find my iPhone ]]

"Geenie!" Claire exclaimed, and hugged her sister. She grabbed her things, and brought them inside. "You look like you've been doing good," Claire smiled, scanning over her sister. "Where's Tobi?" She asked, scanning the room. Claire wanted to see her younger brother. "I've missed you two," Claire hugged Geenie again. It was true. She had missed her siblings. "When are we going over there?" Claire asked, walking over and flopping down on the couch. She pulled her phone out of her purse, and checked the time. It was only 9:30, but it would be much later in Manhatten. This was the time her plane had left, and she had only been on the plane for about 4 hours, give or take a little. She stuffed the phone back into her purse, and looked down at her outfit. The blue sweatpants were still perfectly clean, and now the striped sleeves on her shirt were pushed up to her elbows. She slipped the polished ballet flats off her feet to reveal perfectly manicured hot pink toes. She pushed the ballet flats back onto her feet and looked up at Geenie. She jumped, hearing a crash from upstairs. "Was that Tobi?" Claire asked quietly. She already knew the answer. She stood up immediately, and headed upstairs. She looked in rooms as she passed, and finally found Tobi in a room. "Are you okay?" Claire asked, looking at her brother on his bed. She rushed over to him, and gave him a hug.

Tobi clung to his sister tightly. He wasn't okay, he never would be... Never... He let go of her and tried hiding his tears. He just kept packing silently. He finished his packing and picked up the glass and threw his luggage by the door. He flung himself on the couch next to Geenie and turned on his iPod full blast.

Claire followed Tobi down the stairs, and sat silently on the couch on the other side of Tobi. She knew he was upset, she just wasn't that good at comforting people. She knew. She pulled out her phone, and started texting a friend back home, until it was time to leave for their new home. She felt sadness inside of her, and a pang of homesickness. She missed her home, and her friends. She wanted to go home, but she couldn't. And that made her even more upset. She reached down, and let Coco out of the kennel. She held the cat tightly, but not too tightly, to her chest. Coco always helped her feel better. But it didn't work this time. Maybe because....she knew it wouldn't get better.

Tobi sneezed and itched his eyes. And repeated. And repeated. He hurried to the drug cabinet and grabbed his allergy relief medicine. He downed two pills and sat back down next to his sisters and the cat. His screamo flared in his ears. He hummed along to Pray by Bless The Fall.

"I'm gonna call them," Brooke said to Kerra as she jumped off the couch. She slid into the kitchen and dropped her hot chocolate into the sink before picking up the white portable phone. She dragged one of the kitchen chairs over to the fridge and pulled off the post-it note that their social worker had left them. It had the phone number of their half-siblings home phone number on it. Brooke carried the post-it note over to the kitchen table and sat down, dialing the number. She then waited for someone to answer.

The phone rang. He got up and took his head phones out and picked up the phone. He was silent for a moment then spoke. "Um... H... Hello?"

Claire heard the phone ringing, and checked her cell phone. Nope. She was waiting for a call from her best friend back home. But she probably would be still sleeping, or out with her other friends. Claire sighed, and stuffed the phone back into her purse, then listened to see who had called Tobi. Claire wondered if it could be the kids they were going to take care of, or if it was one of Tobi's friends.