The Foster

four

I continue to walk till I catch another cab.

"Where to" she asks
"Hilton hotel" she nods and starts to speed off.

I walk inside my bags now hurting my shoulders and hands. I order a room for one night and walk to the elevator.

I got the smallest room possible, one bed. I set down my stuff and breath out shaking my hair. I decide to change. I slide on my black tights and pink Floyd tank top and my converse. I lock the room as I leave again.

I decide to walk to the coffee shop down the street.

"Hi what can I do for ya" the man at the counter asks. his name tag reads 'Connor'

"Can I have a black coffee and a grilled cheese" I say looking for my money

"Iced?" He asks
"um no" I say back

"Just black?" He says again
"Just black"i nod he sighs

"Alright well that will be 11.45" I hand him the money and he gives me yet again a plain white mug filled to the rim with smoking hot black as night coffee. I nod satisfied as he gives me a green plate with half a grilled cheese.

I walk to the back table and sit in silence as I put on my glasses and take my beaten computer out. the first time I've opened it since I left. I slide crappy green headphones in and start to play some Hawaiian music. I hum along as emails and texts pop up.

Dianne texts:

Where are you??

Never mind ed told me you were studying be back by 9

Ok it's 9:30 where r u?!?

I won't call the cops if you answer me

Come on journey I know your mad please.

I saw your note. we will miss you. I love you Journey. keep us updated. be safe. I won't call I know you needed to do this. for you.

Ed text:

Bye journey. thanks for the letter. love you too.

I exit out and click on twitter and scroll through my feed not seeing anything new or interesting.

I finish my food and walk up to the plate and cups return. I set them down and begin to walk back when I see the guy from the airport.

I make a tight fist and stomp over to him.

"What are you stalking me now?" I practically yell at him and he opens his eyes wide.

"Hey hottie" he says laughing

"This isint funny! It's my first day in California and you are not making it very enjoyable" I say taking a seat across from him

"Have a seat?" He says

"What do you want money? I don't got any. a place to stay? Don't got that either." I lean closer to him "so what do you want 'Jc' is it sex?-" he cuts me off putting up his hand.

"Woah woah woah I don't want anything. I just saw a nice girl on a plane and just wanted to get to know her. so do you have any siblings?" He asks I sit back biting my cheek

"Nope" I say

"Well what are your parents like" he asks again

I stand up "you know and I don't think it's cool to ask that stuff" he stands again

"What do you mean"

"Oh shut up you completely know what I'm talking about don't act stupid you know I'm a foster. I thought this was maybe gonna be an ok friendship but now that your asking me about stuff that I'm not comfortable with"

"Look I did know but I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable"

"You are a stalker!" I say baking away

"No-" I shake my head and walk out of the coffee shop the stars starting to come up.