The Circus

Chapter 2

Peter PoV

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The tall lady led me to other kids.

"Kate?" She called; she looked kinda scary.

"Yeah?" A black-haired teenager answered.

"We got a new one!"

The girl walked towards me.

"Come 'ere."

I looked at the lady; she motioned for me to go. 

I walked with the girl to a large tent; it had stripes.We passed other kids, but they didn't pay to much attention to us.

"That's your bed." She pointed at a top bunk near the back of the tent. I climbed up the ladder, sat down, and looked down at my wrist. It was bruised. The foster mom had held it too tight. I felt myself tear up and was about to start crying, but a little girl interrupted me.

"Abused?" She asked, hanging onto the railing of my bed. I nodded.

"Who are you?"

"I'm MJ. I'm your bunk-mate; I'm also supposed to give you this."

She handed me a purple shirt with the tent on it. 

"Welcome to The Circus."

"How'd you get here?" I questioned.

"Dad was a failed art person. Couldn't pay for me or whatever. What's your name?"

"Peter." I replied, "I'm eight."

"I'm eight." She retorted.

"Well, actually, I'm eight and a half." I corrected myself.

"Well, I'm eight and three quarters." She declared. 

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"Come on, get up, Sleepyhead!"

MJ was shaking me awake.

"W-What?"

"It's 6:00 A.M., time for breakfast. Get it now or go without it."

I hurried to get up and decided to wear the new shirt I got; MJ was wearing hers. We walked out of the tent, and MJ told me about everyone. 

"That's Kate," She pointed to the dark-haired and scary-eyed girl from earlier, "Her dad was evil. She's kinda in charge of us. Then, over there is Gwen; her dad and mom were killed, so she was left with her uncle, but it turned out he was evil."

MJ continued telling me about people as we ate breakfast. A black-haired boy came and sat by me. MJ had told me about him; he was Harry; his dad was evil. Harry was also two grades ahead.

"Seat taken?" He inquired; I shook my head. "You new?" I nodded. "Got a name?"

"Peter." 

He nodded and continued eating. After breakfast, we went to another tent and did school stuff. The lady from earlier told me to pick out a book. I chose a 7th grade math book and went to sit by MJ.

"So you're one of the smart ones?"

I shrugged, unsure of what to say. We both started doing our math. I also got to learn about physics, art, and biology. It was really cool.  After we ate lunch we went to yet another tent and got to choose a weapon, under adult supervision. I picked up a bow and tried to pull back the string.

"That one might require a little to much strength. Try this one." The nice blonde man from the day before handed me a smaller bow. I pulled the bowstring back and released. 

"Don't do that." The man said instantly, "That's not good for it."

"Oh, o-okay."

The man got me a dull arrow and taught me how to shoot. 

"Pull the string back; your fingers should be by your mouth. Make sure no one's in between you and the target."

He stayed and helped for a while before going to help some other kids. After weapons practice we studied more normal school stuff then did the acrobats I think it's called. The man helped me and the other kids with that too. I was beginning to like my new home.

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Word Count: 612

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