Chapter 5: Thoughts
As the warm water washed over me I thought of what my life would be like if my parents were alive. Would I be happy? I don't know. Would I have more and better clothes then just two pairs ripped jeans (emphasis on the ripped), five shirts that were growing small, a oversized hoodie and a pair of Rocket dogs (courtesy of my last family). Ah, my last family, how nice they were… in the beginning.
I pulled out my most valued books and trinkets from my locker after school and dropped them in my bag. I looked all around and then ran out of the school. When I got home I saw Shirley (my foster mother) sitting on the couch while watching TV.
"Hey loser, where've you been? You didn't come home with me after school today," said my foster brother Silver, his real name was Derek but his friends and family called him Silver and I called him Derry
"I met up with some friends for awhile."
He nodded, "Cool, I'm making some French toast. You want some?"
"No, thanks anyway." I sped up the stairs and ended up bumping into Ashley, my foster sister
Uh, do I hate her! Well, she started with me first!
"Watch were you're going reject," she said harshly and went down the stairs
This time I just walked into my room instead of replying. I then heard the sirens; I had left just in time. Derry burst into my room.
"Eva, some one set the school on fire."
Ashley walked into my room, "Looks like you aren't surprised 'sis'."
"No, I am really."
She then eyed my bag and walked over dumping the contents on my bed. She shook her head with a smirk.
"You knew, you took your stuff."
Derry looked at me, "No she didn't, there's a logical explanation for this. Right Eva?"
I had always loved Derry. I nodded.
Ashley laughed, "No there isn't Silver. Stop trying to defend her."
She ran down the stairs and spilled to her mother. That was the end of that family.
I hated Ashley and loved Derek. Grr, did I hate Ashley. Well, that was only the last house! Here is another one. This one was kind of kinky if you looked at it the wrong way:
I woke up from another dream of this boy in school. He was walking home from school and walked in the street when he got shot by a man in a car. Shooting, damn. How was I supposed to prevent this?
As I walked through the hall at the end of the day I saw him. He was talking to some of his buddies and laughing. I walked to him and poked him on the arm. He turned to face me and looked at me expectantly.
"Um, I need help moving stuff in my room and I heard since you are on the football team that you can lift heavy stuff. Can you help me?"
He smiled, "Sure, just give me a minute."
Eww, I caught that glance. He better not think what I think he's thinking!
Well, that basically ended with them finding him in my room and I think you already know what happened after that. I shuddered at that memory! Though he was cute… Anyway, that was actually funny. Not.
Someone knocked on the bathroom door and I jumped. "Hold on!" I yelled
"Get out of the bathroom reject!" Casey yelled banging on the door again
My mouth opened slightly and I shook my head. No foster sisters liked me. I got out getting dressed quickly and opened the door with sopping wet hair. She smiled with satisfactory then went in closing the door on my face. I shook my head again and headed to the little room they cleared up for me. I looked in the mirror and combed through my hair.
"Oh, hi…" I heard a male voice ask from behind me and I turned to look
A tall boy with messy black hair and bright evergreen eyes stood in the doorway. I smiled and waved slightly.
"Hi, um, I'm Eva, Aunt Vicky's niece."
"Oh right, I forgot that you were coming today! I'm Michael; I just help Ms. Vicky out around her. I'm no kin."
"Oh well, nice to meet you. Were you looking for someone?"
"Casey."
My smiled turned into a slight frown and I sighed, "She's in the bathroom, probably washing off the grime from her past sixteen years."
Michael nodded, "So I guess you and Case don't get along?"
"Exactly. I'll tell her that you were looking for her."
"Thanks," he said before starting to leave but came back, "Um, when you're done there, do you want to come to the stables with me?"
I smiled brightly and nodded, "Sure…"
0.0.0.0.0.
I finished putting my hair in a messy bun and then headed out. Aunt Vicky stopped me in the kitchen and offered me a fresh cinnamon dinner roll.
I took one of the plate and smiled at her brightly, "Thanks Aunt Vicky!"
"Your welcome, where are you going sweetie?
"I'm going to the stables."
"For what?"
"To hang out with that Michael guy, he invited me," I said after swallowing a big bite of food
She smiled, "That Michael's a good boy, don't you corrupt him now."
I laughed, "I'll try not to…"
I hope you liked! Please review! Again, i need a beta so if you are intrested please message me or email me at Thanx!