Kayla heard a motherly figure call all of the kids for dinner. She had a warm and inviting voice, most of the mothers she stayed with did, only a few were stern and strict. Kayla went into her bathroom, adorned with her own tub and shower, a toilet, and a marble sink with a mirror over it. She washed her hands with the lovely pink soap that was just freshly opened. It smelled like roses, one of her favorite scents, she rubbed her hands under the warm water and lathered her hands, she finished and dried them on the petite pink hand towel on the counter.<br/><br/>She walked downstairs and saw Mrs Stevenson for the first time. She was attractive and very well kept, Kayla could not help but be in awe of her new foster mom. "Hello Mrs Stevenson, nice to meet you. Thank you for opening your home to me." Kayla wanted to be very gracious to her new host mom, grateful to have a roof over her head, and a very nice one at that. She awkwardly hugged the woman since most foster parents weren't that open upon her arrival. Sure they usually warmed up later but not right away. She stepped back and waited for the others to come downstairs, she didn't want to seem over anxious to eat even though she was absolutely starving.