(HAHA while the power and inernet were out, the wind knocked down a telephone pole, and there was flooding, I LEARNED HOW TO PLAY HOT CROSS BUNS ON THE RECORDER)
- Blake's POV -
We have been walking for 5 minutes and I notice that I have not heard from Kalia in a while.
I look back and I can not spot Kalia anywhere. Not by me. Not by anthony. Not by bryce. Not by any of us. And not in the crowd either.
Blake: "Bryce."
Bryce: "Hm?"
Blake: "We have a tiny problem." The other boys still havent caught on.
Bryce: "Mhm."
Blake: "Well, more like a major problem." He continues walking.
Bryce: "Is that so?" he asks
Blake: "Uh yea."
Bryce: "And what might that problem be?"
Blake: "Like a, I dont know where Kalia is kinda problem."
Bryce: "mh-" Then he snaps around.
bryce: "What?! What do you mean, You dont know where she is?"
Blake: "Do you see her anywhere? No."
Bryce: "How the fuck did you not notice she was gone?"
Blake: "I should be asking you that!"
Josh: "Doesn't she have her phone?''
Blake: "Oh yea..."
Noah: "Stupid bitch." Bryce pulls out his phone and calls Kalia.
- Bryce's POV -
I click on Kalia's contact and call it. I put the phone up to my ear.
It rings and rings... and rings...... and rings, but she doesn't pick up.
Bryce: "She is not answering."
Noah: "Well, that is fantastic."
Blake: "How is it fantastic? Our litttle sister is missing!"
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becoming a hall - part one of two (COMPLETED)
Fanfiction"Am I not allowed to admire my perfect daughter?" Kalia has been in Foster Care ever since the plane crash when she was 8 years old. One day, Bryce Hall comes in looking to foster a child and Kalia catches his eye. He flies her back to LA with him...
