When we meet again...

Saying Goodbye.

I look around my bedroom, remembering every memory, even the ones that I would rather forget, becuase after today mylife as I know it is over. I will be a care kid. An outcast. That's what Bekka used to say. I remember when this new kid started in year 8. She said she felt sorry for him, being a care kid "n" all but she said they should go to some special school, because they weren'temotionally ready to face the real world. I said she was crazy at the time, and that he was like any other person at that school. But now I get what she means. When people see me down the street they don't smile like they used to, they look away, not sure if I can handle a smile, as if I would break down in the middle of the street.

I pick up the last of my boxes. I look down and see the words school stuff. Whats the point of keeping this crap? I'm not going to the same school, the care home is bloody 100 miles away. Yep, thats right, not only have I got to leave my friends and famiy behind, but there putting me in a care home in Southport. I look back down at the box, then up to the bare walls of my old room. I chuck the box down in the middle of the room and leave. I don't look back. I have to pretend my life here never hapened if I ever want to get on with my life and forget everything bad. I can't even see Ellie. Not for a while anyway. The social worker said it is better if I let Ellie settle in, get used to the new people. She said if she sore me she may be more reluctant to get to know the family and then she could go into depression, blah blah blah. I hate social workers. I hate their name, I hate the way theyn think they know everything and the thing I hate the most is they rip families apart. I nearly punched one round the head the other day, but thought better of it, the last thing I need bad reputation. The quicker I get fostered the better. 

I walk out the door, get in the back of the Jayne's car and although I said I wouldn't, I take one last look at the house. A single tear falls down my cheek and I whisper a goodbye.  Jayne turns her head  around and looks at me like she has seen this 10 times, which she probably has. 

"Are you ready?" She says it as if she's reading it from a script, rehearsed many a time.

"Yes"

She gives me a sympathetic smile and looks at me, kind of like trying to read my face. 

"Are you going to drive already, or would you like to spend christmas in here?" I like Jayne but I am not in the mood for sympathy. I've had just about enough of it. I had 75 cards and a variety of gifts.

She looks abit taken back at my attitude but just nods and stutters a , "Right, yes of course." and puts the car into gear. 

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AN:

okay short don't kill me! I fractured two of my toes at school and im in agony and off school. I thought i'd do a filler chapter, i was going to go straight to when shes been at the care home for a couple of weeks, but decided I should do a filler chapter :) So I know the chapter has been moving kind of slow and boring but this is where the action starts to happen so please carry on reading and tell a friend, the more reads I get the more I will be encouraged to update quicker and do longer chapters 

thanks 

Leia xxx