The Naturals (The new additions)

The Foster Home

Kit POV.

I lay on the old stained navy blue sofa, watching an annoying kids cartoon, trying to get my hair to lay flat. There are kids running in every direction screaming and breaking things. If it was up to me, i'd be outside at the park or taking a walk. alone. But, I got grounded for being 'too violent' and my 'parents' say I should be grateful that i'm not expelled or suspended. Honestly, that kid deserved what he had coming to him.

It was getting dark outside, and Maria and Derick , my foster parents, told me to make dinner for the little brats, because they're going on a date night. I did have thoughts about poisoning them, but decided not to - because i'd probably be arrested. I eventually got up off the couch and made my way over to the kitchen to make them some macaroni.

Once the little dweebs where in bed, I make my way to the front door. It took about five hours to get the little twerps in bed and asleep. I unlock the front door and close it behind me. Outside it was dark, except for the dim street lamps. a slight gust of wind, made shivers go down my spine. There was no moon, but the stars looked beautiful - you could see the different shades of purple and blue in the night sky. eventually I made my way into the city. I make my way through the empty streets, frowning slightly at how the buildings pollute the beautiful night sky, making the stars no longer visible. My legs where starting to get tired from walking, so I started looking for a place to rest.

All of a sudden I hear a noise coming from the ally way across the street. It sounds like footsteps. I turn my full attention to where the noise came from. It's quite dark, but I manage to see the outline of a person walking into the ally. I wait for a moment before going to check it out. The person had sat down and didn't seem to notice me yet. yet.

"heya." I say, casually. they pick up a can and throw it at my head, most likely out of instinct. I duck to the side barley missing the second can. "nice to meet you to." I say, more annoyed this time.

"What do you want - and who are you?!" The person says, a bit angry. And then I recognize the voice. It was that girl from the waiting room. all of a sudden i'm blinded by a bright light. "aren't you the girl from the office?- wait- you can talk?!" the girl says, saying the last part sarcastically. she sets down the flashlight without turning it off and motions for me to sit down. Which I do.

"So, your the rich girl, right? what're you doing here..?" I question, glancing at her. Her facial expression turns to slight annoyance.

"I have a name you know, and I could ask the same to you." She replies, although i'm sure we both know the answer to that question. to get away, to escape. "so, you didn't answer my question from the office. why where you there?" she asks, genuinely curious - but then again, I couldn't see her that well.. so she could be saying that just to start small talk.