"Bella. Bella? BELLA!"
"Huh?" "Oh hey Chase how's it going?" I asked while still trying to come back to my surroundings.
"Ok, but I've been calling you for like 5 minutes. I was wondering if you wanted to play some baseball with everyone." Chase asked.
"Um I don't think so. With how I am, everyone would probably be hurt by the end of the first quarter.
"You mean inning. Quarter is for football, inning is for baseball. Ha-ha."
"Oh." I blushed. "Well still no, but have fun anyways." I said.
"OK bye Bella." Chase waved and left with all his friends to go down the field and play. I sighed and stood up and stretched my muscles. Man how long have I been sitting there. I wish I would just stop thinking about that. Yes my parents are dead and I need to deal with it. Their not coming back. I do feel guilty sometimes though because I only got left with a few broken bones. I huffed and walked inside up the stairs to my room. Oops I mean my room that I share with 3 other girls. And take share lightly because they use most of the room up. I walked in the room and tried dodging everything on the floor. Once I got to the "safe" side I was happy. You could call me a clean freak because I can't even live with one of my things not put away correctly.
I opened my night stand and took out my favorite book right now. It was a princess story. Yes I know I might be 13 but I still love everything with happy endings. While I was somewhere in the 4th chapter Jenny, who worked at the foster home and one of my friends, poked her head in and told me to come downstairs. I told her ok, put my book away, and went down. When I turned the corner to her office I gasped at what I saw.