Mandee could do nothing but stare. Nobody had ever loved her before.
Nobody had ever been nice to her before. She had always been picked on at
school. All the other kids would make fun of her because she was poor, and
an orphan. She had never been accepted by her peers, teacher, or foster
parents. They never even liked her. She can remember one night in
particular when she knew they didn't like her.
"Todd, I don't know how much more of this kid I can take. She is so annoying. It's one thing to have a quite child when you take home a child for the money. But she just wants attention all the time!" Margo, her foster mother complained. "Margo, we have to take care of her. We can't just leave her alone. And you can't lose your temper with this one. If you beat any more of these kids, we can't take anymore home!" Mandee listened to all of this happen from her bed. She pulled the teddy bear, which she had gotten from her real parents closer to her. She cried to that bear.
"Mandee, are you okay?" Christian asked he looked concerned. Mandee didn't realize it, but she had started crying. She dried her eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine. Really, believe me I am okay! It's just that was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me!" Christian moved next to her, and put his arm around her.
With out knowing it Mandee started crying to him. Christian let her cry to him. Then she started pouring out everything. She told him how her teachers were always mean to her. Even though she tried her hardest in class, she could never get an A. She told him how she always got make fun of by her peers. How they would push her around, and make fun of her. They would always throw snowballs and spitballs at her.
Then she told him about her foster parents. How they didn't like her. And that they only brought her home to get money. The fact that they would never give her the time of day. They would never want to spend time with her. How horrible family events always were. The whole family would ignore her. And the other kids would call her "the little orphan".
Christian couldn't believe how hard Mandee's life had been. She had never had nice parents. Great friends. All the things that he had always known. Christian couldn't stand to see her cry. 'What can I do to make her better? I don't want her to cry at all.' Christian put a finger under Mandee's chin, and made her look at him. She looked up at him, into his blue eyes. He looked down into her dark brown eyes. A few moments passed, they seemed like hours. Christian moved closer to Mandee. The next thing he saw was he closing her eyes, and moving closer to him. Their lips finally met. Their kiss was long, warm, and passionate. A memory that would be with both of them, forever.
"Todd, I don't know how much more of this kid I can take. She is so annoying. It's one thing to have a quite child when you take home a child for the money. But she just wants attention all the time!" Margo, her foster mother complained. "Margo, we have to take care of her. We can't just leave her alone. And you can't lose your temper with this one. If you beat any more of these kids, we can't take anymore home!" Mandee listened to all of this happen from her bed. She pulled the teddy bear, which she had gotten from her real parents closer to her. She cried to that bear.
"Mandee, are you okay?" Christian asked he looked concerned. Mandee didn't realize it, but she had started crying. She dried her eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine. Really, believe me I am okay! It's just that was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me!" Christian moved next to her, and put his arm around her.
With out knowing it Mandee started crying to him. Christian let her cry to him. Then she started pouring out everything. She told him how her teachers were always mean to her. Even though she tried her hardest in class, she could never get an A. She told him how she always got make fun of by her peers. How they would push her around, and make fun of her. They would always throw snowballs and spitballs at her.
Then she told him about her foster parents. How they didn't like her. And that they only brought her home to get money. The fact that they would never give her the time of day. They would never want to spend time with her. How horrible family events always were. The whole family would ignore her. And the other kids would call her "the little orphan".
Christian couldn't believe how hard Mandee's life had been. She had never had nice parents. Great friends. All the things that he had always known. Christian couldn't stand to see her cry. 'What can I do to make her better? I don't want her to cry at all.' Christian put a finger under Mandee's chin, and made her look at him. She looked up at him, into his blue eyes. He looked down into her dark brown eyes. A few moments passed, they seemed like hours. Christian moved closer to Mandee. The next thing he saw was he closing her eyes, and moving closer to him. Their lips finally met. Their kiss was long, warm, and passionate. A memory that would be with both of them, forever.