Darling, Don't Lie to Me

I approach the door. My twelfth foster home in 8 years. This time seems different. All the other places didn't have any other kids. This time i would have a foster brother. His name is Johnnie. He's also in foster care. This is his forth home. He's been here for 2 years. At least that's what my social worker said. Maybe he won't judge me. Who am I kidding, this family will just think I'm crazy and send me away like everyone else did. I take a deep breathe and ring the doorbell. A boy about sixteen answers the door. He is skinny, about 5'5(the same height as me), he has dark hair with a blonde streak in it, he's got you average emo boy hair cut, kinda pale.
"Hello, you must be violet cress. Its nice to finally meet you, come in. Mom and dad are at work but I was told to make you feel as your at home. You know since this will be your home."
"Hey, thanks, uhm your Johnnie right?" I asked him as I walked into the house and looked around the front room. There's a giant spiral stair case leading to the second floor. That must be wear the bedrooms are at. There's a big arch leading to the living room and a small door frame that has no door that leads to the kitchen.
"Okay so take a seat in the coach, I'll take your bags up to your room and then I can tell you about this place."
"Actually, could I go Up to my room with you. And we can talk in there."
"Sure thing, follow me. There's is only two rooms up stairs but mom and dad converted the basement to a room just for you. I think you'll like it. Its pretty big. It has its own bathroom and a walk in closet. All you need is a Minni fridge and a toaster oven and you could live down there." We walk down the basement stairs.
"Wow, this place is awesome!" Its a large room with two doors one to the bathroom and the other to the closet. Its painted black with read trimming. I think that's what its called. The beds sheets are also red.
"I thought you'd like it. Now let's have a seat and I can tell you about this house." We both sat in my bed cross legged facing each other. "Okay well thing one. We don't think your crazy. We know what most people think. We talked to all your past homes and they all told us what they thought and what would happen. So we know you aren't crazy. In fact mom and dad would only adopt kids with gifts like us. You can talk to ghost and I am clairvoyant." Wtf does clairvoyant mean "you don't know what it means. No one does anymore. I can read people's minds. Its both a blessing and a curse." Well at least they don't think I'm crazy. "Of course we don't think your crazy. I actually know someone else who can talk to ghost. I think you two would get along perfectly. He tries to hide it though. I'm the only one that know his secret and he's the only one outside the house who knows mine"

Notes

Yah I know another story. You can barely keep up with the Ines you already have. Seriously. I had an idea for a story that I thought would be good. You'll meet everyone else next chapter. It will have multiple point of beiws though Mikey's Violet's and johnnies will be the most common.