The bus reaches it's destination and I'm the last one to step out. I frizz out my hair a bit more so that it can hide my face from anyone who decided to look at me, which they never did anyway. I make my way to my locker avoiding any and everyone. As I near I see a brunette head bobbing up and down to what ever music she's listening to, I all ready know who it is , I smile for the first time since the weekend, not a forced one- a real one. I walk to my locker twisting the combination in, ignoring the brunette as she glare at me waiting for a hello, she clears her throat and I finally look up to meet her cold little look "Oh! hi Mia, when did you get here?" I say, She just rolls her eyes "Hey Kate, when did YOU get here?" I already know she's making fun of my height since I'm only 5'4 and she's 5'8, she picks on me- Not the bully type, but the loving older sister type "What ever" I mumble and she cracks a smile "how was your weekend?" she says as she puts her stuff in my locker , I have no idea when or why we started sharing lockers, but I don't mind, she's like my sister I never had, the best friend you'd die for these days and she's the only one who knows my secrets "Oh the usual" I tell her as I step back waiting for her to hurry up and close the locker. She gives me a worried look and gets ready to throw millions of qustions my way but i stop her before she can even start "Just homework and my room" I say, she gives me another worried look "When was the last time you ate?" she ask a bit shakely "Oh shit" I think, It's hard lying to the only person who knows you better then the foster system, as I try to think of a lie , Mia pulls out a container "Here, don't you dare think about lying to me and you better eat this" she say, I take the container "What is it?" I ask "Brownies" she reply, at the sound of that my stomach rumbles like a car that needs a tune up "thank you" I whisper, she hugs me "see you in 3rd hour Honey" she says and then turns and walks to her first class of that day, I sigh and stuffs the brownies in my bag before walking to my first hour as well.
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Chasing Fairy Tales (ON HOLD)
Teen FictionKatelyn Monroe has been through it all. She lost her Mother at a young age, so she's been going through foster homes for half of her life, her current foster mother hates her, she's the quietest person in school which causes her to get picked on, an...
