"So what’s your middle name?"

"Elizabeth. You?"

"Ryan. What does your mom do?"

"Anyone under the age of thirty. She lives off the money from my father’s will." Ashley laughs at herself. "So what about yours?"

"Nancy doesn’t work, and he’s a minister. Well he was before we moved. He wants to open a church here." Ashley thinks about something for a minute. "They’re not your parents?"

"No, so um… what do you do for fun?"

"Listen to music. Talk to you." Blushing again. "Tell me about your real family please. What’s the last memory you have of them?"

"Okay"

"Yes mom." Clay was the first to respond. He was my adopted brother, but he was also my favorite. Clay always made honor roll and loved to read. He always recommended the best books to read. Clay turned back to the tv but not before smacking Glen upside the head.
 

"Yeah mom, I’m ready to go." Glen finally responded to her. He was my actually brother in the DNA sense. A jock to the core which translated to asshat in most cultures. We loved each other but fought fiercely with each other often. Today was no different. We where fighting over what cartoon to watch while we waited for our parents.

"We are watching Transformers not that girly crap." Glen continued to keep the remote as I whined.