Hey,
I wrote this about a month ago and I don't know if I should continue it or not. I turned it in for an assinment and my teacher commented that she wants to know what happens next, but I'm having a little bit of trouble on what should happen next. So can I get some help from anyone?
A wattpad story
Fostered for Love
Chapter One
Ah, Christmas, the holiday for staying inside snuggled up by the warm fire, with a cup of hot chocolate and marshmallows or getting drunk off of eggnog. During Christmas, it's better to give than to receive and to be kind and loving to people. Blah blah blah. All that shit about was Christmas is, is all lies. Christmas is never what people say it is. It's not a holiday filled with happiness and joy. Instead it's filled with disappointment and foster homes.
Well you see, my name's Scarlet, but most people (everyone from the orphanage) knows me as Scar. I'm 16 years old with long brown hair (blonde all throughout) and bangs that cover half my face. My eyes are red and I have a skinny 5' 7" frame. And I live in Houston, Texas. I don't really have a family, because when I was nine years old my parents were shot and killed by robbers. Since that night, I have been in multiple foster homes all throughout Texas, but no one seems to want to adopt me. I would stay with a foster family for about a week, but then I'd be dropped off in front of the orphanage without a word. I've spent every holiday at the orphanage, including my birthday. I never received anything brand new in almost seven years. I never got birthday or Christmas presents, Valentine's Day cards or anything. I was always left out of everything for school and never had any friends. Christmas turned into another pointless holiday for me. It means nothing to me anymore.
Anyways, as I'm packing my things to leave the orphanage [again], my girlfriend (yes, I have a girlfriend, I'm bisexual) Kiki, comes running into our room and wraps me up in one of her life ending tight hugs. "Oh my god! I can't believe your leaving me! Now I'm going to be here all alone." She whines, helping me pack my bags. Kiki has always been my best friend, even before my parents were killed. The only reason why she is here at the orphanage is because her real parents would be gone on "very important" business trips or on vacation trips and leave Kiki all alone. I don't think her parents even wanted to have a child, but I'm glad they did. Kiki and I have grown up together and changed together. We both wear our hair covering half our faces; we always go for the smoky eye-shadow look. Since my eyes are red, I use dark grey sparkly eye-shadow; while Kiki uses red mixed with black sparkly eye-shadow.
"Don't worry babe, I'll be back in about a week. You know that." I say, brushing my bangs back. I finish folding my clothes and zip up my bag.
"But what if you're not? What if the family does adopt you?" She pauses handing me my school bag. "Before I came in here, I got a glimpse of the family and, boy!, they have a hot ass son! He's just like us with the hair, make-up, the clothes, EVERYTHING!! You're so lucky! I would so kill to be able to be you right now." We begin the walk to the front desk to the foster family that I'll be living with temporally.
"Are you saying that you like some guy that you haven't met more than you like me, your girlfriend?" I ask jokingly, placing my hand over my heart with a fake shocked expression.
She stops walking and looks at me, nodding her head. "Yup," I gasp, but end up choking. As I cough, Kiki can't stop laughing. Once my coughing fit is over, I begin laughing along with her.
"Are you girls alright?" Stephanie, the front desk clerk, asks looking at us worriedly as we come through the door to the 'waiting room' (it's more of a room for the foster families to wait while the foster child gets his/her things packed). We continue laughing but nod our heads. "Okay then, I'm sorry she's usually not like this." Stephanie says to the man and woman, who are standing at the counter of the desk, smiling at us. "Don't be rude, Scarlet. Say hello to Mr. and Mrs. Dash."
