Finally a breakthrough; I have worked at the Evening Post for over 3 years, luckily gaining an internship straight out of college, but unfortunately I've been stuck doing the shit work here for way to long. Don't get me wrong, I love my job... well more my pay check but I can't complain I was working for one of the most renowned Newspapers in Seattle.

For the last 3 years I have filled in for just about every member of staff in the building. Last year I spent months working on Maria's, Mariah Knows section. Yes I have written for help pages but I soon realised there's just not enough ways to just say "Dump his sorry ass" well at least not in a dignified and totally under 18 acceptable way. I've spent hours writing out "gossip" on a so called celebrity that's flashed her panties, not my best work but hey look at the inspiration. But today, today my prayers were answered. Well my e-mail was.

I had sent a tentative e-mail to my editor about a possible human interest article based on children in care. I know it just sounds like another one of the many stories written and documented each week, but this was a personal story for me.

My mother gave me up shortly after birth; I was born 3 months premature and spent the next 6 months in hospital due to my mother's Heroin problem. I could never grudge her. Would I have liked to live the typical family life with my actual mum and dad, I would say yes but that would erase two of the most important people in my life.

Charlie and Renee Swan adopted me just before I turned 2 years old, after my stint in hospital I was taken into care and then a foster family, the Swans are the only family I have known and I couldn't have asked for better. They were the perfect parents, carefree but attentive. We lived in a modest home in a small town which is why as soon as I turned 18 I moved to a city. I miss small town life. Knowing so many faces and never being alone, but the bright lights of the city made me feel alive. So I decided to take a chance and moved to Seattle.

It was one of the best decisions of my life. I have a great apartment, friends and boyfriend. I've been with Jasper for just over 6 months and we are going strong. There was just something about his southern drawl that did bad things to my lady bits. Honestly he was sex on legs, literally and for some unforeseeable reason he chose me. I met him at my neighbour Angela's flat parties and we've been practically inseparable since then. I couldn't say I love him, not yet, it's not a word I throw around and I don't think he's in that deep yet, but I have definitely fallen and at the minute can't imagine not seeing his gorgeous face every day.

I also had my friend Rose, who worked in the same office two floors down for a small fashion magazine that was printed each week with our paper. We were more acquaintances than friends, but ever since a work aprty 2 years earlier we have been inseperable. We both got really drunk, quite unacceptable with the boss present and after jumping in a cat fight and holding her hair after she puked we became BFF's. Rose always puts up a hard frount, she said its because she has blonde hair she gets treated like a dumb pushover and she wasn't taking that so she acts like a bitch.

Angela, my neighbour is the friend that I can always rely on no matter what. When I split up with Jason after I caught him cheating I spent a week curled up on her sofa while she supplied me with ice cream. She doesn't have as loud a personality as Rose and it's great to have a friend that's their any time of the day.

At the same party that I met Jasper I also one of his best friends Edward; there are literally no words to describe him. Like Jaspers he is also insanely good lucking but also a major flirt. It's now just become a little of our banter, he flirts I turn him down, it's the way we work. But he really is a great friend. No matter how much of a jerk he acts to some woman, he's totally different with his friends.

After receiving the ok for my article I left the office eager to get home and plan, I mostly worked from home finding the office to cramped and stifling, luckily I got along well with boss lady who usually let me off as long as I turned up every day to peak my head in the door.

I ran to my Car, an old blue corsa and drove off, I got this as a present from my parent when I turned 17 and couldn't imagine parting with it, even with the rusting doors and the back window which doesn't open. I quickly pulled out my handsfree and squealed down the line as soon as Jasper answered.

"Well hello to you to babe" he chuckled

God I love his voice.

"I get to do the story jasper! I got the ok, OMG I have so much to plan and permission to get GOD I'm an idiot why did I even decide to do this?"

"Calm down luv, you'll do great I know you will, and to help out all the kids not as fortunate as you and that's what you will do, you my dear will change the world. "

"Destined you are" he replied with his best Yoda impression

I could do nothing but laugh for a good 5 minutes.

"Thanks babe, I needed that. IL be fine I just can't wait to get started I guess,"

"Well how about a celebration, Edward just rang and said he and his girlfriend want a double date with us, tonight? Frankie's sound good?"

Ugh I moaned just at the thought of their apple pie.

"Fine but only because it's Frankie's, who are we on this week Jessica?

"Bella, he's not that bad... but no its Lauren. Just come it will be fun I promise and Edward buying what more could you want, free pie!

He chuckled, god he knows me so well.

"Ye I'm coming, but just for the pie! IL meets you there. I think I'm going to start ringing some foster homes and try to get permission for a few visits"

"Ok babe, meet you there then at 8, and don't be late it's been to long since I've seen you already

I quickly said bye laughing at his cheesiness.

I got home and rang a few foster homes telling them of my article and if asking for permission to talk to a few of their older children. My article was based on the education and help available for those aged 15 and older in terms d education. Mostly known as above the age for typical adoption, I was lucky to be adopted while I was little and it's had no effect on my life, but I wonder if I was in care would I have got the same education, would I have had the chance to the job to go to college? Would I be doing the job I am now? I'd like to hope so.

I got a few rude answers from the secretary's but eventually got the go ahead to visit 2 tomorrow. I smiled knowing this was time well spent and hurried upstairs to get changed glancing at the clock seeing it was already half 6.

I pulled on a blue French Connection dress and my favourite long gold necklace with my real mothers ring hanging from the chain, it was the only thing of hers I was ever given and I cherished it. I never learnt of my dad.

By some miracle I managed to get to the restaurant with 15 minutes to spare so I sat in the car and listened to the top 40 to waste some time. I was singing along when my door was opened and Edwards head thrust into my car.

"Hey sexy, glad your early... so I was thinking my place around 12ish if you can get rid of jasper? "

Followed by his signature wink, unfortunately even I could not deny how fucking sexy it was.