Chapter 2: Allyson's New Home
The next day, Allyson went to the cafeteria and sat quietly on the end of the table. She was half way through with her bread when there was a knock at the door.
"Now who could that be?" Ms. Kutch asked getting up. When she opened the door, she saw Mr. Foley. "Mr. Foley, what brings you here this early?" Ms. Kutch asked.
"I'm here to adopt one of your lovely children," Mr. Foley said. "Oh, well come right in, we're finishing up breakfast," Ms. Kutch said. Mr. Foley walked into the cafeteria. Allyson smiled at him and he smiled back.
"Alright children, this is Mr. Foley, he's going to adopt one of you lucky ducklings," Ms. Kutch said. Allyson rolled her eyes, Ms. Kutch always acting like a sweet nursery school teacher when people came to adopt anyone.
Sarah got up from her seat and ran up to Mr. Foley. She hugged his left leg and said: "I'll be a sweet, loving daughter Mr. Foley." "Thank you, but I was sort of thinking of this little girl," Mr. Foley said motioning to Allyson.
"Her? You're-you're joking, right? Allyson is very messy, she's a trouble maker…" Ms. Kutch started. "She's a freak," Sarah finished letting go of Mr. Foley's leg. "Yes Sarah, go back to your seat, Mr. Foley, why do you want Allyson, what could make you want her?" Ms. Kutch asked.
"She seems like a very sweet girl, and I'll pay you fifty dollars for her," Mr. Foley said. "I'm sorry, but not Ally, she's my little baby, I can't get anyone else to clean the crawl space under the stairs, I mean, she's so cute," Ms. Kutch said.
"One hundred dollars," Mr. Foley said. "One hundred dollars? Seriously?" Ms. Kutch asked in awe.
"I got an early pay this morning, so I've got exactly two thousand dollars," Mr. Foley said writing something down. "Tw-two thousand do-dollars?" Ms. Kutch stuttered.
"Well, I have the check filled out here, one hundred dollars, but if you really want to keep her so badly…" Mr. Foley started.
"Oh, I don't need her that badly, I mean, if you want her, you can have her, here you go and I'll take that," Ms. Kutch said pushing Allyson out of the chair and taking the check.
"Great, I'll just fill out the papers and be on my way," Mr. Foley said. "Oh, yes sir, absolutely, and thank you again for the money, much appreciated," Ms. Kutch said.
"You're welcome ma'am," Mr. Foley said. He and Ms. Kutch left to get the adoption papers and the kids all stared at Allyson. "What does that man see in you?" Sarah asked.
Allyson just smiled and walked off. The kids all sat in awe and didn't even bother to finish eating.
When the papers where all done, Allyson got all her stuff and got into Mr. Foley's car. "Bye everyone," Allyson called. "Bye," everyone called back unenthusiastically.
Mr. Foley started up the car and he and Allyson rode off. Allyson watched the orphanage slowly disappear behind her and smiled widely.
"Thanks Mr. Foley, or can I just call you dad?" Allyson asked. "Whatever you want," Mr. Foley said.
The car pulled up in front of a big blue and white house. The two got out and went inside. It was a regular house with a living room, kitchen, two bedrooms, and two bathrooms, but since Allyson had never seen a real house before, it was all new to her.
"Wow, this is amazing," Allyson said in awe. "And it's your house now too," Mr. Foley said. Allyson smiled. "Come on, let's go see your room," Mr. Foley said.
"I have a room? Of my own? Really?" Allyson asked. "Yep, c'mon," Mr. Foley said grabbing Allyson's stuff.
They went upstairs to a room that looked like it was brand new except for the already made bad and some batteries and wires on the floor. "This use to be my room," Mr. Foley said dropping Allyson's stuff on the bed and picking up the stuff on the floor.
Allyson jumped onto the bed and rolled around on it. "This is awesome! I'm the luckiest kid from that orphanage," Allyson said.
"I'm glad I can make you happy," Mr. Foley said and walked out. Allyson opened some of the drawers and found a yearbook from 14 years ago.
Interested, Allyson pulled it out and looked through it. She looked at the freshman's and saw a 14 year old boy who looked similar to Mr. Foley, ironically, his name was Tucker Foley.
There was a girl with black shoulder length hair, purple eyes, and purple lipstick named Sam Manson to the left of Tucker's picture, and to the right of Tucker's picture was a boy with messy black hair and light blue eyes named Danny Fenton.
He looked shockingly close to the ghost boy, but that was impossible, he couldn't have been the ghost boy, or could he have?
"Allyson, what are you doing?" Mr. Foley asked. "Who are these people?" Allyson asked showing him the yearbook. "Oh, that, that was my yearbook when I was in my freshman year of high school," Mr. Foley said.
"Is that you?" Allyson asked pointing to Tucker. "Yeah, that was me," Mr. Foley said. "Cool, who are the two next to you?" Allyson asked.
"The girl is one of my friends, Sam Manson, I just saw her the other day, she still hasn't changed a bit, she's actually in her own business, she owns Manson's Vegetable House," Mr. Foley said.
"I've heard of that place, it's all ultra-recycalo-vegetarian friendly," Allyson said. "Yep, that's Sam for ya," Mr. Foley said.
"Who's that?" Allyson asked pointing to Danny. Mr. Foley's face dropped a bit. He sighed and said: "That was my best friend Danny Fenton." "What happened to him?" Allyson asked.
"I lost him when the ghost boy attacked," Mr. Foley said. "You mean he died?" Allyson asked. "Well, sort of, he kind of, well, it's not important, the point is he's gone and we all just have to move on," Mr. Foley said closing the yearbook.
Alyson sighed. She was happy Mr. Foley allowed her to be his child, but at this rate, she would never find out anything about the ghost boy.