You were a child, maybe a troubled one. You had been organised into foster care. You had spent the last week in your therapists house which she couldn't keep up with, luckily she just had to deal with a week before she wakes you up on the big day, the last thing she had to do was drive you over to the new home, and she does so. Her car stops infront of a white house with some black tiling, it was definitely one of the more expensive houses in the neighbourhood.

Your therapist steps out the car and walks around to your side in the back and opens your door.

"Cmon hun, my coworker Vienna will be your therapist if you ever need one since she's nearby kay.. let's go knock. Hop out, cmon.."

She taps her fingers on the door impatiently.

"Come on, we have to meet these people, you're not living with me forever and if you settle here you only need to catch up a month of school cmon!"

She glares at you, but when she gets no reply she grabs your wrist and drags you up to the door. You are both greeted by an extremely tall athletic looking seemingly hispanic woman in a white t-shirt and red joggers, the two women talk before you are handed to the hispanic woman and led inside the house before the door shuts behind you. All you has heard from the two talking was that there was another parental figure and three other kids.