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" Passed away? They- they're gone?!" I gasped, I looked around to see Drakes cold face- his eyes were glassy and he was gaping at Mr. Henderson. "Dead?' I whispered as I my eyes clouded with tears, the room started spinning and I saw Mr. Henderson reach out to me as I fell against the desk knocking down a glass vase and then slowing fainting falling in a crumpled up heap on the tiled floor.
"Well Mr. and Miss. Ross it seems since you are both 18 that you don't need a guardian anymore. However your Uncle has offered to give you a place to stay, as you should both know. Now you can move in with him and his family or you could choose to stay here in Metropolis by yourselves. Your parents have left enough money in funds for college and such but not quite enough for you to live off of. Since you have no other family then your father's brother and his family, I believe it's in your best interest to move to Smallville and stay with them. You can continue the rest of the school year in Smallville. What do you wish to do?" Mr.Boagle the balding attorney of my family rattled on jotting down notes in his notebook.
"I don't want to go to Smallville! What is there for us?" Drake said in-between gritted teeth. " Drake it's the only family we have left and besides we wouldn't have to stay that long there. We both plan on going to college-right?" I replied wearily.
Sometimes I wished everything would just be simple just so the throbbing in my head would actually subside for a while. It was three days ago when we went to the funeral for our parents. I never knew I could take something like my parents for granted! They were supposed to always be there for us! I wanted answers! I wanted to know how they died? Why wasn't something done before I had heard my parents talking about an explosion on something they had been working on. Why weren't there any more safety precautions? But I was tired of running the questions through my head. I had asked my self at least a dozen times an hour and still didn't come up with anything new. I just felt empty inside. Just hollow. I was an emotionless walking shell of a person. I was sick of crying and worrying; I just wanted everything to be simple. But Drake was right there was nothing in little hick town Smallville. We just met most of my uncle's kids yesterday. Pete was the youngest and Derris and Jack were his oldest brothers. How were we supposed to be thrown in some other family and just get along? I saw how they looked at us- they thought just because we were from Metropolis we must be some thugs and hoodlums like our school was known for. We lived in a nice neighborhood blocks and blocks away from the projects and still people past judgment on Drake and I. That's another reason I actually want to go to smallville to prove them wrong.
" Miss. Ross, come back to us please!" smiled Mr.Boagle as I shook my head to bring imyself back to the stuffy office, "Well?" he asked pulling up his glasses on his narrow nose. "Well, were going to Smallville."
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" Passed away? They- they're gone?!" I gasped, I looked around to see Drakes cold face- his eyes were glassy and he was gaping at Mr. Henderson. "Dead?' I whispered as I my eyes clouded with tears, the room started spinning and I saw Mr. Henderson reach out to me as I fell against the desk knocking down a glass vase and then slowing fainting falling in a crumpled up heap on the tiled floor.
"Well Mr. and Miss. Ross it seems since you are both 18 that you don't need a guardian anymore. However your Uncle has offered to give you a place to stay, as you should both know. Now you can move in with him and his family or you could choose to stay here in Metropolis by yourselves. Your parents have left enough money in funds for college and such but not quite enough for you to live off of. Since you have no other family then your father's brother and his family, I believe it's in your best interest to move to Smallville and stay with them. You can continue the rest of the school year in Smallville. What do you wish to do?" Mr.Boagle the balding attorney of my family rattled on jotting down notes in his notebook.
"I don't want to go to Smallville! What is there for us?" Drake said in-between gritted teeth. " Drake it's the only family we have left and besides we wouldn't have to stay that long there. We both plan on going to college-right?" I replied wearily.
Sometimes I wished everything would just be simple just so the throbbing in my head would actually subside for a while. It was three days ago when we went to the funeral for our parents. I never knew I could take something like my parents for granted! They were supposed to always be there for us! I wanted answers! I wanted to know how they died? Why wasn't something done before I had heard my parents talking about an explosion on something they had been working on. Why weren't there any more safety precautions? But I was tired of running the questions through my head. I had asked my self at least a dozen times an hour and still didn't come up with anything new. I just felt empty inside. Just hollow. I was an emotionless walking shell of a person. I was sick of crying and worrying; I just wanted everything to be simple. But Drake was right there was nothing in little hick town Smallville. We just met most of my uncle's kids yesterday. Pete was the youngest and Derris and Jack were his oldest brothers. How were we supposed to be thrown in some other family and just get along? I saw how they looked at us- they thought just because we were from Metropolis we must be some thugs and hoodlums like our school was known for. We lived in a nice neighborhood blocks and blocks away from the projects and still people past judgment on Drake and I. That's another reason I actually want to go to smallville to prove them wrong.
" Miss. Ross, come back to us please!" smiled Mr.Boagle as I shook my head to bring imyself back to the stuffy office, "Well?" he asked pulling up his glasses on his narrow nose. "Well, were going to Smallville."
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