I'm adding some more chapters right now. Thanks a lot to Llama Lover for all your comments and suggestions. Llamas do rule!
Massie hovered over the computer in the school library. Normally she wouldn't touch them because germs were covering them, but she was desperate for answers. She searched her parent's names and looked for as many adoption agencies over the country as she could find. She looked at every child's sad face on the websites of agencies. Massie searched for her last name on every one, and nothing came up. Finally, on the last website America World Adoption. One entry came up for her last name. She gulped and slowly clicked on the name Cheryl Block. The screen went blank.
"Fuck." Massie muttered.
"Mrs. Henderson? Can you help me get this computer back on?" She asked, in an irritated voice.
"Honey, the library is closed. It's 6 o'clock," Mrs. Henderson explained sweetly, pointing to the clock on the wall beside Massie.
"This is soooo important, I really need to get on!" Massie cried in frustration.
"I'm sorry, rules are rules." She smiled and guided Massie to the exit.
"Fuck you, fuck this school, fuck my parents, fuck everything," Massie murmured as she searched for a quarter in her purse. Massie began to clean the pay phone with a tissue, when she saw Elle standing outside looking for her father's car.
"Elle, hey… I was wondering... could I have a ride home?" Massie asked sheepishly.
"Oh, Massie, right?"
Massie nodded.
"Yeah, sure. You live in that really rich neighborhood near the park, right?"
"Yep, how do you know?"
"Well, let's just say I dated someone who lived there," Elle smiled and grabbed Massie's arm.
A black Porsche drove up the bus loop in front of the school.
"That's my ride," Elle proudly announced.
"Hm… maybe she could be my new friend…" Massie muttered.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing."