I stayed in my room until I knew she calmed down. I walked out. "Mom?"
    "Yes," She said as I turned the corner. she sat on the couh and was taking deep breaths.
    "I have no other clothes," I gestured to myself. She got up, grabbed her car keys and signaled me to follow her. "Where are we going?"
    "A walmart or something that is open 24 hours. We will get you something to sleep in and something to wear tomorrow and we will get other clothes sometime tomorrow," She said buckling her seatbelt. We drove 15 minutes to a walmart and I just picked out grey sweats and a red tank top (obviously red), some jeans and a T-shirt that said ' We don't want you here. Go to the darkside. They have cookies,' I'm not clear on the meaning but whatever. We checked out and went back home. Wow, it seems weird calling it my home, my room, my mom. It seemed so awkward. When we got home(still sounds so weird) I quickly changed and went into my room (still) to sleep im my bed, hey, I can add that to the list! I layed down. I took a deep breath. I closed my eyes and smiled.
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    I woke up thinking I was still at the group home. I rolled over thinking I would fall of the bed. I got surprised when I didn't and woke up. Than I remembered about Jacinda and where I was. I flipped onto my back and sat up. Jacinda came in. Well, I guess I can think of her as 'Mom'. Okay, let me refraise that. Mom came in (Nailed it) I smiled.
    "Morning Rae," She said sitting on the foot of my bed.
    "Morning Mom," I said stretching.
    "How'd you sleep?" She asked. I blinked my eyes a little bit.
    "Awesome," I smiled at her. 
    "Good," She started,"Come out for breakfast," 
    "What's for brekky, Mommy?" I asked like I did when I was younger to my adoptive mom.
    "Cinnamon toast," She laughed.
    "Yummy num nums," I laughed jumping out of my bed and running into the kitchen. I sat on the stool by the counter. Mom got me a plate of toast.
    "You know what I called you when you were born?" Mom asked me.
    "No. What?" I asked picking up a peice of toast.
    "Rae-rae," She replied sitting next to me with her own plate of toast. I had to stiffle a laugh."What?"
    "It's just, I realized that I go by Rae and it's like a ray of sunshine and the sun is a huge ball of fire," I explained.
    "And you are and exustio," She nodded.
    "Exactly," I smiled finishing eating. I put my plate in the sink and went to get dressed. "Hey, Mom? Where's the bathroom?" Wow, I never thought I would say that in my house. Well, I had to accept that a girl's gotta do what a girls gotta do, and right now, this girl's gotta pee! Mom showed me where the bathroom was and i ran in and slammed the door, repeating 'Gotta pee gotta pee gotta pee gotta pee' over and over in my head. When i finished peeing, I found Mom's brushed and brushed through my curly hair. "Hey, Mom?" I yelled down the hall for the second time today.
    "Yeah Rae?" She replied from the kitchen.
    "Where are the hair elastics?" I asked searching through the drawrs.
    "Seond drawr (A/N y can't i spell it?) down," She replied. 
    "Thanks," I replied grabbing one and putting my hair in a high ponytail. My side bangs were not cooperating today (A/N did i spell it right?) so I looked in the same drawr (A/N Ok i give up) and finding a bobby pin. I twisted my bangs up and pinned them. No bad hair days for me. I smiled at myself in the mirror. I walked out and sat on the couch.
    "I like your hair," She said to me as I dat down.
    "Thanks," I smiled at her.
    "You're welcome. Oh my god, Rae I have to go to work, I'll be back by two. I'll try to pick up some stuff for you on my way home," She said grabbing her purse.
    "Okay, bye, Mom," I said as she headed out the door.
    "Bye, Rae," She replied going out the door. I looked at the clock. Ugh, 10:15. I layed back on the couch with my feet haning over the arm. I stuck my tounge out at nothing. I sat back up. I looked outside. A perfect day. I sliped my shoes on and grabbed my sweatshirt and decided to go for a walk. I stepped outside. I took a deep breath. I walked down the steps. Oh why did Mom have to get anapartment on the top floor? Well, I wasn;t with her when she bought it. I walked around and saw a girl who looked about my age sitting on a bench reading, she looked up at me through her black rimmed glasses.
    "Hi," She said when I walked passed her. I turned, hesitating a bit but determend to be friendly.
    "Hi," I replied.
    "I'm Luna. Like, well I think it's spanish for moon. What's your name?" She asked patting the spot beside her. I sat next to her.
    "I'm Rae," Luna had wavy red hair pulled into a side ponytail with freckles and she had glasses. They weren;t,like, nerdy glases. They were cool glasses.
    "I love that name," She said to me, closing her book.
    "Thanks. My mom called me Rae-Rae when I was a baby," She laughed. 
    "My little sister, Rayne, when she was younder, she couldn't say my name, not sure how, but she came up with yuna. So my nickname is Yuna. And you know what's ironic?" She asked turning towards me.
    "No, what?" I asked.
    "We call Rayne Ray-Ray," She said. I laughed. "How do you spell Ray for you?" She asked.
    "R-A-E. I replied. How does Rayne spell it. Is it like Rain like, the weaither R-A-I, or is it like a ray of sun R-A-Y, or is it something like R-E-I?" I asked.
    "She spells it R-A-Y. Her name is spelled R-A-Y-N-E," She said.
    "Awesome. My full name is Rachelle," I replied.
    "Cool name," She said smiling, "Hey Ray-Ray, come out here," She yelled. Soon a little girl, well not that little probly, 11, 12? Came out of one of the apartments.
    "Yeah Lue-Lue?" She asked. Rayne hasblue eyes, like Luna, but carmel colered hair and no glasses.
    "This is Rae. Oh, and Lue-Lue is one of my nicnames. There's alot on the family," She explained, "Rae, this is Rayne," Haha, that sounds funny.
    "Hi Rayne," I said to her.
    "Hi Rae," she replied sitting on the grass.
    "How old is she?" I asked.
    "She is 11," She replied.
    "And a half!"' Rayne added looking up from her notebook.
    "Yes because the halves (A/N ???? is it the right word?) are soo very important," Luna said looking at her. rayne soweld at her. I laughed because she looked so much like Derek at that moment.
    "How old are you?" I asked Luna.
    "I'm sixteen," She said.
    "No you're not!" Yelled Rayne.
    "Fine! I'm fifteen but my birthday is soo close!" She said like she wished time went faster.
    "Cool. I'm sixteen," I said. When Luna said she was fifteen, I wish it didn't, but it reminded me of Tori. Yuck.
    "Awesome! Are you new here?"She asked me.
     "Yeah, I moved in with my Mom yesterday. I was at a stupid mental hospital and they thought I had pyromania, but I just like fire," I said.
    "Thats, weird," She said smiling.
    "I know, right!" I replied. We just sat there talking until my Mom got home.
    "Rae! I'm home!" She yelled from section C where the apartment was. I went into the house. "I see you made a new friend," She said laying out the stuff she got me from the store. All was red.
    "Yeah, she's Luna," I said grabbing my stuff and carying it to the bathroom.
    "Oh, Luna. She's such a nice girl," She said throwing the bag out, "Shes fifteen, almost sixteen right?"
    "Yeah," I said sitting down on the couch.