My Very First Story! :) Plz like and review...PS: If ur gonna put bad comments, why read?
I looked at the crumbling house in front of me. Elm Tree House. Well, actually it was now Em Tee Hose thanks to the stupid brutes throwing stones around.
'And why can't Vanessa stay with me?' I asked Mike for the 14th time.
'You're not old enough; plus Vanessa is 1; plus you're only 15. 1 + 15 = 16, which is the same age you'll be able to leave.' he answered me calmly. God, I hated that know-it-all tone in his voice. It made me look like a stupid 8 year old. I wanted to kick his butt. Gritting my teeth, I thought of Vanessa. Innocent, sweet Vanessa...
'V!' I cried in my Cockney accent with tears of rage and sorrow stinging my eyes. She wailed in the arms of a care worker named Sara. Same as me. Only she didn't have my red hair. And a daughter.
'Look, she's crying! That proves it! She don't like being held by you! Give her to me, PLEASE!' I shouted in frustration at Sara the social worker. No luck. They took me away still screaming. But don't worry, Vanessa. I'll get you soon. Soon...
Getting out of the car, I marched into the house. Stupid happy atmosphere... Peering into the living room, I saw a boy conversing with an ugly blue haired girl. Mandy O'Connell. She liked to call herself Electra. Dream on. That boy was a hunk. What was he doing with an idiotic clod like Mumbly Mandy?
'There's a new girl,' I managed to make out from his lips. Those red, full lips. Tearing my eyes away, I tried to focus on his words. '...bad girl attitude.' If they wanted bad, I would give them bad.
'Idiots,' I muttered a very rude word under my breath.
'...cough...' I heard a small boy do that behind me. I turned around slowly and saw a band of kids looking at me. And they were angry.
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