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RPOV
I thought long and hard as I walked the streets of Forks, and then finally came to a conclusion. I went into the Forks town centre. It was completely empty and smelled deeply of rotten custard. I sat down on one the the 'malnourished' furniture and waited. I looked at the clock, it was 5 hours behind. I looked at the walls and it was cluttered of pictures of people on their graduation day and other events. I sighed deeply when I heard the light mumble of a young man talking. I wonder if he is even aware that someone is waiting for him.
"Oh. I didn't know somone was in here" That answers my question. "I'm dreadfully sorry... It's just that I have a lot on my hands" He said so quickly that even I had to make a slight effort to keep up.
"It's perfectly fine" I answered, smiling directly at him.
He shook his head and sat in the old, squeeking computer chair.
"So, what may I help you with?" He asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
"I'm... Alone. My parents died and I came here. I would like to go into the foster home system, please." He looked hesitant, but then I gave him an innocent smile, and the hesitivity went in a flash.
"Okay, I need to have you're Name" He said, looking through slim files of paper.
"Ther... Sasha. Sasha Volturi." I said matter of factly, after the slight mix-up.
"Sasha Volturi?" He asked doubtingly.
"Yes. Is there a problem?" I asked, again, innocently.
He sighed and wrote it down. I peeked at the paper.
"You spelt Volturi wrong. There is only one L, not two" I said, looking at him.
He scribbled it out, and wrote again.
"Age?" He asked, not looking up. Ages raced through my head.
"Fifteen" I said, too fast.
He smiled.
"Not forever living?" He laughed quietly enough, well, he thought he did.
I scowled
"How dare you! Sasha Volturi is my real name! And you are an eejit!" I said calmly. That usually scares them more.
"I- I'm s...orry." He grumbled, not able to look at me.
"Yes, well, carry on" I ordered, Smiling secretly.
"Where you last lived?"
"Uhh..." I bit my lip, "Florida" I blubbered out.
"Okay, well, we have an operated home with a very nice woman for you to stay with in the time being. I will tell you if you have a place in a proper foster home."
I nodded.
"And, what's her name? And, also, where does she live?" I asked curiously
"Her name is Jessica Newton and her husband is Mike Newton. Both their families have lived here for generations"
"Is she... you know... old?" I asked
He burst into laughter.
"No, she's Twenty Five, and pregnant. She has only had one operated foster child and he is not living there anymore."
I nodded again
"When am I going?" I asked
"In around twenty minutes."
30 minutes later...
He got out of the car and walked up to the house. He told me to wait here for one moment.
A woman answered, her stomach wasn't too big, she was around two months gone. She, I was guessing, must be Jessica. She looked at me and smiled.
He summoned me over. I heaved myself up and walked out.
"Hello Sasha" Jessica greeted me cheerily.
"Hello" I mumbled
"Well, let's get you in. I can see you have no belongings... You should be able to fit into my normal pyjama's for now... And We'll go shopping for clothes tommorow, does that sound good?" She asked, just as happy
"Yes, that sounds fine" I said to her
I followed her up a flight of stairs. The house was big enough. Three bedrooms, but she only takes one foster child at a time. She led me into a pink and grey striped room. It was bright and spacious. The room had a laptop, tv, two wardrobes, a book case and a desk for homework, I'm supposing. There was also a lounge sofa and a double bed.
"Well, I hope you'll be quite comfortable here. You're probably wondering where we got all the stuff. Well, you see, me and my husband, Mike, saved up on Christmas presents, and we both have decent jobs, and we really only take girls, except for Mike's cousin's step sister's son, who had to stay here for a week. Nice guy..." She trailed off
"Thank you very much. The room is brilliant!" I exclaimed. I loved this place. Maybe she'll foster me... she's so nice...
"You're very welcome" She laughed, "Dinner's on in an hour. You can do whatever for now..."
"Yes, I'll be fine. Thank you for you're help" I smiled gratefully.
She smiled back, and skipped along the hall, and down the stairs.
I sat down by the laptop and typed in Volterra.
Okay, so what do you think? In the next chapter or two she's going to meet a certain someone ;)...