Around a month ago, your parents were killed in a car crash. Your neighbor's sister, who was working on a movie with Summer, told Summer about it and how you had no one to take care of you. The next thing you knew, you were sitting in a room in the orphanage, alone with her.

Summer had wanted to adopt anyways. She had a son close to your age already. So why not take you in? She smiled kindly at you. "Hi there," she said. "My name is Summer. What's yours?"