Sonib89 – It going to be a while, before she knows anything about her dad.
"Umm… Mrs. Sharmell?" I said to the phone.
"Hi Angelica, how are you?" She asked.
"I'm good! Am I in trouble?" I asked, worry in my voice and getting to the point.
"Of course not darling. What makes you ask that?"
"Cause you called me at the most random time." I said.
"Fair enough, but no I'm not calling because you're in trouble. You're not in any trouble at all. I'm just calling to see if you would like to have dinner with me and Booker, but you sound tired. You should get some sleep."
"No. It's all good. I've made plans to take a nap earlier today, but Mr. Sandman must be in traffic or something, and the kids are extremely loud downstairs. Plus, I haven't eaten. So I would love to have dinner with you and Mr. T. At what time do you need me to be there?" I asked.
"At 7:30." She answered.
I turn to look at the clock on my wall. "I'll be there." I said.
She gave me the directions to her house and then we ended the called.
I threw my phone on the bed, went to my closet to grab something to wear, and then my way to the restroom.
I was fully dress and ready after leaving the restroom. I grab my cellphone and car keys, the room and made my way downstairs.
As I got close to the end of the stops, a couple of children ran pass me, music playing extremely loud. Suddenly, I notice my counselor Courtney down the hall, playing musical chairs with some of the children.
I stood back and watch.
She was the one who brought me to the foster care, and told me about my situation when I asked her about it. Fifty-three years old, short blonde hair and blue eyes and married, she brings a lot of sunshine and compassion to the orphanage. Even though she had a family of her own, she always made me and the other children feel important. Whenever I needed something or needed someone to talk to, she has always been there for me. I guess in a sense, I'd consider her my mom.
When the game ended, I made my way toward her. "Miss. Courtney, I'm going out." I told her.
She raises a brow at me, then smile. "That's fine. Just remember that you're have to be back before midnight."
"Do I need to mention that I'm now a high graduate, in other words I am now officially a adult, which means I make my own rules." I said.
"Wrong! Technically, you are not an adult till you're 21, and since you're still in our care. You still have to follow the rules just like everyone else. Plus, it's a Friday night, and there are freaks out there tonight and I don't want anyone messing with my favorite girl." She said, pinching my cheeks.
"Fine!" I said. "I wasn't even planning on staying out that long. I'm not evening going to a party or going to have sex with a guy, which I must mention eighty-five of my former classmate are doing right now this second. Mr. and Mrs. Washington invited me to dinner tonight."
"They did." Miss Courtney said, sounding very surprise. "For what?" She asked.
"I'm not sure, but Mrs. Sharmell told me that I'm not in any trouble, so who knows. But if I have to guess, she probably cooked too much food, and I was the first person she thought if to invite." I shrug my shoulders. "I don't know."
"Okay! That's fine. Just call me when you arrive there, that way I know you made it there." She said.
She suddenly grabs my head, and kisses my left cheeks. I wipe it off with my hand in disgusts. I never mind Miss. Courtney showing me compassion, although I'm extremely anti-social when it comes to adults. I just didn't like it when she kisses me, because she only wears this extremely red wet lipstick that stains my cheeks and it takes a week for it to go away. People always mistaking it for a tattoo.
"Have fun my darling." She said, giving me a hug.
"I will." I said, hugging her back.