The Foster

seven

We sit in silence in the car as we eat.

"Sorry about that back there" he says quietly

"What do you mean" I ask and he shrugs "I was kinda being a jack ass"

"Oh ya I noticed" I say rolling my eyes

"I said I was sorry" he laughs slightly
"I'm not your moms kid" I say back to him
"I never said you were" he says louder setting his cheezy pizza down and sitting up straight looking at me. I fix my posture as well.

"Ya you kinda did you said 'oh she's my moms new kid or something' to that slut back there"

"Hey don't call her that" he says raising his voice

"Why because it's true? And you don't want to hear the truth?" I say back.

"No because it's not true"

"Did you even see her? She had on a see through white shirt with a neon pink bra that was unbuttoned down past her boobs"

"Your just jealous of her" he says starting the car

"Jealous?! Of what? A girl that is so desperate for attention she shows her boobs off in a pizza parlor that gets three customers a day?" He looks down and I shake my head and put my hand on the door handle and jump out beginning to walk down the road.

"Shit" he mumbles starting the car backing up so dust flies in my face.

"Come on Journey get in" he says driving slowly next to me

"No" I say crossing my arms still walking

"I know you don't want to walk"

I turn toward the car "you don't know me" I say he stops

"Maybe I don't. but I do know we are going to be spending a damn lot of time together so we better start to get to know eachother."

I look down. "I also know for a fact that it is about to start raining" I look up to the sky and see heavy clouds covering the stars as a drop hits my forehead.

I sigh and get back into the black jeep. He drives to the road and takes a sudden turn down the other block "where are we going" I ask he just keeps driving as the first thunder cracks.

We pull up to a little broken down shop that has the words "records and more" on the front. I look at him confused. he jumps out and as do I. I walk into the beaten up broken down shop and see it's set up as a little get away. the records still hang on the walls and band covers lay scattered on the floor. Little lights flicker on illuminating the room. I see kian go to a room in the back and come back into the main room carrying these giant dusty pillows and three cans of Pringles. I shake my head and chuckle. he sets them down on the old hard wood floor and plops down on one of the pillows as dust flies up. I nod and do the same on the black one. he pulls out something from under the little beaten up carpet. a record player. it's red and black. he gets up once again and walks to the wall looking at the discs.

"That one" I say pointing to a record on the wall with a man on the cover smiling with saxophones in the back. I instantly know its Frank Sinatra. he smiles and picks it off the wall walking back over to me and places it carefully into the little spinner. The music starts to sing as franks voice echoes throughout the building. I look out of the dirty window seeing the street covered in water as more falls from the sky.

"This is sick"i say laughing as he nods and looks around.

"So tell me," he says placing a hand on my arm "how'd you get these" he asks and I look down at the little circle scars on my forearm

"Oooh these are from asking for a book" I say smirking he raises his eyebrow in shock

"Cigarette scars" I say again looking back at them and placing my fingers on them gently. he points to a oval scar on my chin "how bout this one" he asks again I nod

"Disobeying" I say putting quotations around the word "she slammed me on the concrete" I say slyly he nods and points to one in a small circle on my foot

"Talkin back" he sighs and I touch it "first time a nail went into my foot, and hopin it was the last" I say looking down

"So you picked us because of me huh" he says sitting back putting his hands behind his head looking up at the see through ceiling. I raise my eyebrow

"What do you mean" I ask he laughs "you know what I do so you picked my family thinking you were gonna get famous" he says now leaning on his elbow

"First of all I have never seen you before in my life. second of all I never have ever been able to pick where I go to live and I never will be able to. so who are you 'kian'" I say crossing my arms

"Oh... you don't know me" he says reassuring I nod slowly

"Well... I'm a... I'm. Youtuber"