What Is Love?
Some Say Love Comes in all different forms..
Some say it does'nt exist..
Hi im Maryse, im 17 years old and im a foster child, I live in
Los Angeles and I was born in Canada, I fostered over in France for
most of my life until my foster parents didnt want me anymore..
Now I live with Trish and Chris Jericho, who would've thought they
would want a 17 year old instead of a cute little baby, Crazy if
you ask me.. well my whole life has been full of drama, in France
I was bullied, abused, tortured... At School and Home.
My New foster parents are nice they give me anything I want,
I guess they are trying to gain my trust or something. When you
get adopted to another family they get a whole file of information
about our previous history so I guess they found out about what
happened like being abused and all that. Well I guess I better go now. Its my first day at a new school, lets hope it goes better than my last one but then again is'nt every school the same?
xoxo Marysee
Maryse closed her mauve diary and hid it under a loose floorboard under her bed, and got dressed into tight faded black jeans with rips in them, a tight white singlet that had "Je Déteste l'Amour" meaning I hate love and wearing a black leather jacket with leather boots. Maryse grabbed her bag and walked downstairs slowly not wanting the confrontation of her new parents.
"Maryse! Ryse!" Trish called from the kitchen.
"Yeah Trish?" I replied rolling my eyes.
"I have breakfast ready!" she spoke walking into the hallway.
"im not-" I looked at Trish's expression, she looked happy and motherly it was something I had never seen towards me before. "Thanks ill come eat now" I smiled at her and walked into the kitchen, Chris was pouring a glass of juice he looked excited too.
"I hope you like pancakes and juice" He said smiling.
"If I didnt I wouldnt be human would i" I replied smiling back at him, it was so hard not to smile around them since they smiled 24/7.
"Why dont you take a seat?" Trish spoke putting the plate of pancakes on the table.
"Thank you" I said and sat down and started eating. Chris and Trish basically watched over me the whole time I ate kinda creepy if you ask me.
"Crap look at the time your gonna be late hurry ill drive you to school" Trish said frantically grabbing her keys and handbag.
"Okay but do me a favour?" I replied calmly.
"Anything?" she spoke.
"Calm down its only school" I smiled and grabbed my bag and walked to her car, the nerves started to kick in. Why was I nervous about going to school? I never was before? Strange...
"Okay we are here have a great day at school ill pick you up later" Trish said excited still.
"Thanks Trish ill see you later" I said and got out of the car and stared at the school as she drove away.
"Welcome to Jefferson High...Great"