It was about 5.00 p.m. and Spencer was in deep sleep when suddenly she was awoken by a noisy big lump jumping on her bed.

"Spencer come-on, it’s almost dinnertime and you haven’t even gotten up yet. If you would only teach me how to cook properly I wouldn’t have to wake you up for it." Spencer sat up in bed looking in to the eyes of the kneeling teenager in front of her.

"I’m up, I’m up." Spencer Yawned deeply, she grinned and ruffled Kyla’s hair.

"Relax I’ll make you dinner and no, you may not cook for yourself. I don’t want to wake up to the smell of a burning kitchen or a scream from you when you cut your fingers off. No thank you. I’ll rather get up early everyday and know you’re well fed than sleep in one day and you have an accident." Kyla smiled.

"And besides, when else am I going to get to spend time with you? This is the only time we get to talk and the only time for me to help with your homework. Speaking of which, Do you have any you need help with today?" She had risen from bed and was now looking for clothes in her dresser.

"Yeah, math I hate calculus. I’ll get the books to the kitchen hurry up I’m hungry." Kyla ran out of the room and Spencer watched her go. She loved the young kid and truly saw her as her own. She smiled and went to take a quick shower. While in the shower she had about a million thought suddenly bombarding her.

"Can Kyla really be happy in this environment? How does she really handle the fact of what I really am? Is it really that good of me to leave her alone for the entire nights all the time? Am I really doing a good job taking care of her? Am I being a good sister…….mother?"

Spencer shook her head and grabbed the shampoo.

"I wish there was something more I could do for her but being under the control of Rose makes that impossible. I can’t risk him finding out about Kyla. ‘Sigh’ I wish I could be free to live the life I want. A life in peace with Kyla and maybe I could find someone to love for myself… Yeah That’s gonna happen. Damn Rose."