She packed what little belongings she had and followed the social worker down to the car. She was going be living at a foster home, all because the little family she did have didn't want her. She watched the buildings fly by as they drove, letting her mind wonder over the present and soon to come future moments of her new life. Why couldn't she just live on her own or with the lady down the hall, who feed her when her dad was so drunk that he couldn't order Chinese or even boil water. Well she would try; at least she promised herself that she would. No guarantees though.
The social worker, what's her name……….. Jane, rang the door bell. Seconds past. An old man answered the door, with a grin from ear to ear. He looked like some troll out of a movie. A long nose that was rounded at the tip and huge elephant ears that seemed to touch his shoulder. "Please come in make your selves at home." OH God his voice was worse then the way he looked. She was going to be living with a troll. An old woman came from the kitchen. I assumed that she was his wife. She wanted to laugh, laugh so hard she would pee in her pants. Miss Clause and a troll. I wonder were they met. These are the people she's supposed to live with. Ummmmm yeah right where's the real people this has to be some kind of a joke, but it wasn't. She was stuck here until they could find another family. She was showed here room at the end of the hall on the second floor. She was amazed the room was very large and looked as if another teen girl had lived here before her.
Hayden settled into her new life as best as she could. School would start in a couple of months so she made the best of the last of the summer vacation she had left. Hayden went on another of her long walks, she had been doing this for weeks after being dropped off in the loony bin of Miss Clause, the troll man, and their fairytale world. It was on this walk of hers, as the sun set in the distance, that she saw figures gracefully leaping from roof top to roof top. She followed, in her curiosity, after the figures to see were they would lead her to. After almost losing the figures a dozen times that she rounded a corner blindly and smacked right into a very tall man that seemed to loom over her as she looked up into a face that was unusually pleasant. "Well there is no need to be in such a hurry Miss. You still have ten minutes to find your seat," the tall looming figure said as he held out his hand to help her to her feet. Hayden didn't have a chance to reply before the tall man spoke again. "My name is Mr. Tall," he said looking back not needing words to ask the question that was so obvious from the moment he spoke. "oh, umm Hayden. My name is Hayden," She spoken this with a cracked and shaken voice as she followed, who she now knew as Mr. Tall, into an abandon building or what seemed to be abandon. She was led into a large room filled with rows and rows of seats. "Aww, here this is your seat." He pointed to a chair in the second row. Hayden sat with out speaking another word. She gazed around the room which was filling with people with second that ticked by. The lights that were already dim, darkened even more and the show, that would forever change her life, began.