Flames POV:
I run into my room straight to my closet. When I get there I pull down 2 suitcases and grab my backpack. In the first suitcase I put all my shirts, skirts, dresses, and jackets. In the second suitcase I put all my jeans, shorts, bras, underwear, and shoes. in the backpack I put my laptop, phone charger, makeup, blades, bracelets, jewelry, and bathroom and hair shit. I grab all my stuff and run down stairs meeting Vic by the door. He then helps me put all my shit in his car and then we both get in. When we are both buckled in cause you know safety first Vic drives off.
"So Flame why we're in the orphanage?"
"Oh um my mom died when I was 8 and my dad died when I was 11." I state leaving out the horrifying details.
"Oh I'm so srry." Vic says looking at me apologetically.
"It's ok." I reply and with that I put in my ear buds and hit shuffle and "Never Give Up" by Of Mice and Men comes on. we spend the rest of the drive sitting in silence, but it was a comfortable silence. When we arrive at the PTV band house I looked at it in aw.
