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(a/n) so i decided that i will continue this story, this is my first book ever written on wattpad so ignore the quality please, anyway, enjoy :)

"but Ms. Miller!"

what about college? i just got accepted... i hate being 17, it sucks. it sucks ass.
ugh! maybe i could ask Ms Miller..? no, she'd say no anyway.
Ms Miller, Mr Dawne, Ms Balpe and Mr Klein were the care takers... you could say.
and i know your probably thinking, "oooh, Klein... wait Calvin Klein??!" well not really, it's Calvin's son. and he's a real dick. Thank god the 12+ group has Ms Miller, although she's not so great either. Mr Klein takes care of the 7-11 year olds, and as you probably guessed, Ms Balpe and Mr Dawne take care of the 4-6 year old group. thank god we're seperated. I mean the younglings from the "close-to-becoming-adults" "group"....?
i really don't know at this point. at least i brought my diary to this pigsty, it passes time.

but the worst thing, is that i have to sleep with a bunch of girls! like? is this some catholic foster care place?
anyway, remember that boy, from yesterday? George? yeah, well we've been hanging out a lot. he's also 17, and my birthday is on the 3 of January, and his is the 3 of February. isn't that crazy?

so anyway i just wanted to...'
"hey Saoirse, how are you?" George came up to me.
"oh, hey George, i, uhh I'm fine. what about you?" I answered a bit surprised.
"nope, no, no, no, that's not gonna work on me. i may be a boy, but when i hear a girl say "I'm fine" she's not fine. she probably dying inside. so what's wrong?" he mocked.
"nothing, I meant to say I'm good"
"what's wrongggg" he said in a sing song voice a little louder and a couple kids turned to look at us. why did he have to do this. ugh! I hate being embarrassed.
"George if you don't shut up, i will shove this diary up your-" I got cut off while talking through gritted teeth, by the lunch bell ringing.
"welp, i guess we'll never know where you'd shove your diary up" George chuckled and walked away. I hate him.
i quickly got up and ran after George.
"yo, wazzbag! wait up"
"look it's little miss "diary shover"
"haha, very funny." I said. sarcastically.
"what's up" he asked

"oh yeah, so have you applied to any college's yet?"

"have any family's adopted me yet?"

"yeah, the danny devito family has, saw them filling paper work out last night" i said slightly lauging

"we can't. as long as we're in foster care, we can't go to school, uni, or anything else"

"but that's so unfair!" I shouted. and great, more kids were looking at us again.

"shut up diary shover. don't bring too much attention to us" he said pressing his finger against his lips.

"I already applied to a college..." I said sadly

"that's just unlucky"

"and I really want to go, it's one of the best colleges in Ireland! Lucyane College"

"damn! now that's lucky! you must be really smart then" he said while taking a chicken wing from the table nearby
"hey!" some of the kids weren't happy about that, i laughed at that slightly.

"I'm not that smart" i said.

"yeah, yeah, okay, whatever"

"I'm serious. I had to have a tutor when I was in 5th class-"
he cut me off by saying

"yeah, but now you finished secondary, and did you have a tutor at all through secondary?"

"yes!"

"no 1, that's bullshit and no 2, some guys are looking at us"

i didn't bother looking at them and just told George "I'm gonna go ask Ms Miller something"
"later diary shover"

I hate that nickname. but it's kind of funny, it can be an inside joke now.
anyway, i walked up to Ms Miller and asked her something...

"excuse me, Ms Miller?"

"yes honey?"

"I just applied for a college. and I got in, and I just heard from a friend that while in foster care we can't go to any kind of school of education..? if you know what i mean....?"

"I do know what you mean honey, and no, you can't. and no, it's not a law, just what if something happened at school. your parents couldn't come in. and we can't be responsible for your behavior-"

"but Ms Miller!"

"go to lunch! you have some yard work to do later on honey, go eat or drink something so you have more energy to do it faster"

here, have some food and drink. take what you want <3
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"yes Ms Miller"
i walked away and into the cafeteria and saw George eating with a couple of kids I never met before. I figured to just let them be, but before I could turn the full way around and walk away George started to call my name... oh no, another embarrassing scene.
"SAOIRSE! COME SIT WITH US!!"
I walked over to them quietly and sat down at the edge of the table beside a blonde haired boy with brown eyes, hmm wierd. after about 10 more minutes, lunch was finished. George introduced me to some of the kids. the blonde haired boys name was Eric, the black-haired girls name was Ruby, then there was the Mokes twins, both... boys. Lucas and Dylan. I fell like they kept hitting on me or... flirting? soooo, I ate some yogurt during lunch cause I wasn't that hungry. I finished all my yard work and went back to the 12+ living room and sat down on the couch. and just as if this day couldn't get any worse. Anna and "her gang" kept annoying me but George can just in time and threatened Anna to tell Ms Miller. she quickly went away since like 98% of the kids here are scared of her.

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