Leslie threw her bag on the landing of the antique staircase at her uncle's house. Her legs brought her to the tan couch, where she plopped down and turned the TV on full blast. Her stomach gave a growl, her hand hit down on it, telling it to shut up.
Across the room her Uncles girlfriend walked in with a snarl on her face. "Darling, turn the damn TV down."
"Oh ssssorry" Stuttered Leslie "I didn't notice that anyone was home." Her fingers scrambled for the remote, quickly grabbing it and flicked the television off.
"Well, your uncle and I have important news to tell you!" Her eyes looked down to the woman's finger. There was only one thing that she would come ranting to her about. Leslie's eyes landed on the golden ring around her finger.
There it was. He has proposed to the horrid person who had threatened Leslie countless times that when her uncle proposed, she was going to be shipped out to who knows where. They claimed they had to start a real family, and although her uncle loved her, he had to be selfish sometimes. This being one of the cases. He had always promised that she would end up in a loving family, who could be a real family to her. People she would call mom and dad.
The thing was she wasn't a person people would love. She knew what would happen for it already had before. After he parents died she was shipped off from foster family to foster family –she could think of 10- until they had to go into secret databases to contact her uncle because no more families were willing to take her.
She had been so happy when she landed with someone who was her real family. Who would have to love her. The bad thing was that she ended up at her old school again. Kids barely recognized her that first day, but then it had come tumbling back to them.
She was again, the freak girl nobody wanted to go by or hang out with, or even consider talking to. She was lucky Jeremy pulled her into a janitor's closet one day. "Hey Kingston, long time no see." He smiled sheepishly at her.
"Jeremy?" She had retorted. It had been so long, she barely even remember him.
"Damn straight." He smiled again then hugged her.
From there they had best friends again. He had her back and if needed she had his. That was the way she liked things, because even when things got bad she could count on him, and Keri, cheering her up. They were the only reasons she went on. Her uncle was too, until he met Miss imsoperfect(Kandy) and started dating her.
Don't get her wrong, she still loved him! Just not as she used to. She couldn't rely on him anymore because he was so preoccupied with Kandy. At least she knew she wasn't going to be getting shipped all over anymore. That had always calmed her. He
She has always thought Kandy was being ridiculous when she said they were going to leave her. It eventually made sense the more she twisted her mind. They had their own plans to create, and she couldn't be part of them.
Leslie had just always hoped he would leave Kandy. He never did. So here she was. Being told that in a month's time she would be leaving. Her uncle hugged her and told her how she hoped she understood. She just said she did and shrugged. As Leslie stomped up to her room, a tear fell down her cheek. Life was always handing her twists and turns. She could never be happy apparently.
