The geek and the bad boy(COMPLETED BUT UNEDITED)

Chapter 2

I kept reading that one message over and over for about an hour, hoping, wishing, that it was just a prank or a bad dream, but I knew that this was reality and that I need to face it no matter what. Danielle let me know that no one else wants to take someone my age and that meant that I had run out of houses to consider faster than I thought I would. It broke my heart to think about what I was supposed to do about this situation, and I couldn't hep but dial in the one number that would help right now.

Ring. Ring. Ri-

Jane picked up on the third ring, answering immediately and her voice brought a little bit of comfort.

"Hello?"

"Jane, I need your help" I cried

"Ok, where are you?" She sounded concerned and that made me want to cry even more.

"The park" I said, and she hung up, since she knew what I was talking about.

After another ten minutes of sobbing, they arrived and joined me on the bench I was sitting on. When they sat down, I bawled even harder, turning to them for hugs.

"What's wrong?" Sarah asked as she stroked her hand down my back trying to stop the sobs.

"There's no more households, that want to take me in. They don't want someone my age, and that means I have no where else to go" I say and wipe away the tears, as I look at them. I was calmer now and took deep breaths to stop the sobs from returning.

"Oh, Chica" Sarah said using the Spanish nickname she gave me along time ago, warming my heart a little bit.

"I probably have to move away" I said, and they gasped.

"Don't worry, we'll help you" Jane said and we had a group-hug.

"Yeah, I just need to talk to Danielle" I said and stood up. We said our goodbyes and said we will have a sleep over at Jane's house. I drove off to Danielle's office, and walked in determined to get somewhere to live.

"Hi, we need to talk, please" I said and sat down.

"What's wrong?" She asked, and I tried not to cry.

"I don't want to move away from here"

"I know, but there are no more households that want to take in a foster kid" She said with sympathy.

"Can't we do something?" I asked softly.

"Unless, you have family moving down, or a family that wants to take you in. There's nothing I can do. I'm so sorry Astrid"

"Its fine" I said and walked out. I got in my car and went to the store, before I went to Jane's. I was walking to the ice cream isle, when I bumped into something hard and fell on my ass.

"Ow!" I yelped. I saw a hand in front of my face and looked up at the person it belonged to. A very hot guy was standing there, holding out his hand for me to take, but it took me while before I could reboot my brain and function normally again since my brain just short circuited because he was so handsome.

"Thanks, sorry I bumped into you" I said and picked up my items. He looked at me and smiled. My heart wanted to jump at his smile, that made his eyes light up.

"Are you ok?" He asked, and for a moment, I was lost in the archive, that is his dark cobalt blue eyes. He surly was handsome, no doubt about that. I didn't realize he was talking to me, until he squeezed my hand, snapping me out of the dream world filled with tons of his smiles and gorgeous face.

"Uhm, y-yeah, sorry, I was just, I-I wasn't looking where I was going, sorry" I stammered.

"It's ok" He said and let go of my hand.

"Still, I'm sorry" I apologized, and he chuckled. The sound radiated from the pit of his stomach, pure and deep. After a while of him still laughing I looked around and then back at him, confused as to what he was laughing at.

"What's wrong?" I asked a bit annoyed.

"Nothing, your ass is just wet" He said trying to hide his laughter.

I glared at him, and he burst out laughing again.

"I-I'm s-sorry. . . I can't stop laughing" he gasped out between laughs.

"Well then, good day" I said and stormed off. I heard him yell after me but decided to just ignore it. I left the store after paying and drove to Jane's. I needed some girl time and I knew I had to sort out this problem. I don't want to move, even if I have to stay on the streets. I. Am. Not. Going. To. Move. And this time, I was determined to get what I wanted.