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         Christopher watched as Keeley entered the kitchen, she said nothing to anyone as she served herself and took a seat next to him. He looked from the new girl to Keeley then back at the girl. He understood why Keeley wasn't so up from making friends I mean if the last foster kid tried to stab him in a psycho rage he wouldn't be so up for friendship either. Aside from the psycho Keeley was also fight about the other teens who came into the house, none of them ever made it because they were to be doing their own thing. The girl before the psycho was a raging slut who in her short time there had made her way through the soccer and baseball team at his school and she had even attempted to seduce him. And the guy before the slut was a stoner and the guy before him an emo cutter. It could be said that this house had had its full share of weirdos and freaks, but as far as Christopher could tell this new girl didn't seem to have any physiologic deformities. "So Bella, have you ever ... tried to stab anyone? Did any kind of drugs? Skin a cat? Anything like that?" Christopher asked joking mostly but he really was trying to get a feel for the girl, just in case she was a nut job like the others.