Supernatural//Zoe's POV

Breakfast

TIME SKIP (LIKE 17 YRS.) :O

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5:00 am the alarm goes off

"beep beep beep."

Some of the girls moaned and fell back asleep. But not me. I rush to get ready.

"maybe today I can actually get something to eat for breakfast for once."

Every morning when i wake up the girls follow after and we go get breakfast. Its sorta like im their leader, until we get in the dining area. I get pushed and pulled and yanked and squished. And when i finally get in line they are all out of whatever slop they were serving that day. They say they are out but i know they just didnt make enough for me. But this morning will be different. I got dressed same old, same old. I don't like wearing uniforms, but at least they keep me warm. I pulled up my socks and my hair stayed down in its wavy, messy, blonde, dirty locks. Ms. Hemmings didn't particularly like it when I didn't at least pull my hair back with a bobby pin, but I didn't care. Even if I did have to stay in a girls only orphanage, I still wanted to be myself as much as I possibly can. I walked down the chilly dark corridor, shivering but I know it's worth it. Today I was extremely hungry.

"almost there." I said turning around the corner.

I finally make it.

"The girls are still asleep, none of them followed after me!"

I walked up to Mrs. Saundra and cleared my throat

"is breakfast ready? I'm so hungry!" I said as my stomach made an odd noise

"excuse me Zoe but today is Saturday. Don't you remember?"

"oh." I said under my breath

on Saturdays we take a walk at 8:00, and eat brunch together. But they always forget Zoe somewhere, and forget about her until after brunch. And then they go find her. Zoe asked for a phone. But that was against the rules. She asked them to take count before they leave, but ms. Hemmings thought it was a waste of time because the girls should keep up themselves. But she liked it when they left her. Because then she could explore London. She never gets to go out on her own. Which is why she stopped asking for a solution. She solved it in her own way, until they found her. She always thought she was just a ten year old in a 17 yr. Olds body. Which may be why, she thought, the other girls don't like her. But growing up in an orphanage, you become strong. And she could take it.

"but since your already up-"

"yeah?" I said excitedly

"I guess you can help me with the dishes"

"oh, um. Yes ma'am"

I helped her with the dishes, went back to bed. Today. When they forget about me, I think I'll explore a new place.