Jessica Lynn Grey sat at her white desk twirling a ringlet of her curly dirty blonde hair. She stared out the window of her room absently. Her mom would not be pleased to hear about her science assignment. On her desk was a big blank piece of poster board, on top was the title "My family Tree" which was an ironic. More like "My Incomplete Family Tree" she thought sarcastically. For a twelve year old she was the most sarcastic person she knew.
Jessica stood up and leaned her head out into the hallway. It was a fairly quiet Saturday afternoon. The silence just made her think more about her incomplete family. She knew Finn wasn't her father, she didn't even understand her mom's reason for dating him. Well, she did, her mom wanted her to have a fatherly figure, even if she thought they would only ever be "just friends."
Suddenly the doorbell rang, bringing Jessica out of her thoughts. She quickly grasped her side which was the current position of her latest bruise. If her mom or anyone had any idea about what Finn did when they weren't around, she shuddered at the thought. She was scared of him, scared to not have that fatherly figure, even if he beat her badly. But as she looked through the clear class door, she saw someone she'd never seen before.
He had deep blue eyes, and curly dark hair. He looked familiar to her, but she'd never seen him before. Something about him felt comforting even from distance. He suddenly turned and their eyes locked. She felt something warm, comforting even looking at his eyes. Then she realized something. She had his eyes. She suddenly came to a realization. This stranger on the front porch was her father.
