Sara's point of view:
It was another day I wasn't looking for to, but on the bright side tomorrows the day Sasha and I see Ed Sheeran live, but I still have to get through this torturing Friday. I got out of bed to get ready for school. After I was ready I left the house without saying goodbye to my bitch foster mom. I pulled up at my bitches house (Sasha) and honked.
*On the way to school*
We were singing along to Mumford and Sons album.
"Hey do you wanna skip school and go shopping? I'm not feeling like going to school today." I say.
Sasha was hesitant at first.
"Okay, yeah we need new outfits for the concert tomorrow. Does Mary (foster mom) care if you go tomorrow?"
"Do you think I give a shit if she cares? It's ED SHEERAN." I say.
She noded her head and turned up the music.
We finally got to Westfield Mall and went shopping.
*3 hours later*
We came out with two outfits each. It was a successeful trip. We were walking to my car when I hear my ring tone.
"I found your hair band on my bedroom floor. The only evidence that you'd been here bef-"
I look at my phone "Mary"
*Phone call*
"What's up?" I say rudely. "Get your ass back home. You're grounded for the weekend you skipped school today." I could hear the anger in her voice. "No thanks I'll be home Sunday." I bluntly say. "If you're not home in 20 minutes. You're not welcome back." Mary says in a serious tone. "Okay." She began to talk, but I just hung up.
*Phone call over*
"Sasha can I stay at your house for the weekend? I don't have a home anymore." I asked. "Yea sure stay as long as you want." I could hear the sincerity in her voice. "Thanks babe."
I was truely scared because I didn't know where I'd end up, but I'm glad to get out of that hell hole. I'll figure it out.
"Where do you want to go next?" I asked Sasha
"Let's go back to my place." She suggested. "Okay, that's fine."
We put the bags in the back of my car and drove off. We arrived at Sasha's house.
