I wake up quickly to three fast knocks on my door. (Thank God it's Friday.)
"Grace you have school." Most people would assume thats my mother, but it's my guardian, Ms. Emily . I have been here since I was about four. My mom died on a business trip and a couple years after my dad was so distraught that he began heavily drinking.
I crawl slowly out of bed. It's Monday and I hate school. I rummage under my bed for some clean clothes. I share the small room with Sam. He is a geeky boy with an amazing memory. I know what your thinking. Boy? But your a girl. Yeah, but there was no room when Sam ended up here like 4 months ago. He is already gone, typical.
I end up grabbing a Beatles tank top and my ripped boyfriend jeans that I wore yesterday. I go over to the dresser (Which Sam and I share, I get one drawer, he gets the other, we both get the middle.) and take out a bandana. I wrap it around my long brown hair, not bothering to brush it and then head to the bathroom where I brush my teeth and use what little time I have left to smother on some chapstick and brush on mascara. After I go back into the bedroom and pick up my grey hershel.
In the kitchen I grab a piece of toast and shove it into my mouth. I announce that I am leaving and bolt towards the door.
I meet my best friend, Brandy, (Yes, I am in love with MW&C book and movie.) outside the school and we head to our lockers together. Me and Brandy met in Year 1 when the professor did this birthday thing to get to know us. Brandy stood up and said April 24th, then I stood up and said the same. Brandy accused me of copying her and we got into a fight. But in 3rd year we became best friends easily.
After I get my books I bid Brandy goodbye and go to my form room.
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At the end of the day I walk home with all of the other kids, but I trip and fall on my face. Since I am at the back no one sees me and they keep walking. I lay on the sidewalk for a while until I push myself up and look around. There is no sign of anyone. I decide to take a shortcut back to the home so I can get there before everyone and clean myself up. I cross the street swiftly and keep going straight until I bump into a tall someone. "I am really sorry." I say, my english accent faltering slightly. I look up at her face and my brain goes crazy, but I try to stay calm and rational. IT'S ZOE SUGG! Half of me wants to ask her for her autograph, or a picture, but the other half is too nervous to even breath. "It's alright."
"Are you sure?" I ask "I don't take this shortcut often," I say, gesturing to the open street in front of me "so I am pretty sure that this is my fault."
"No it's fine." She is really pretty! "I was just heading to my car, do you need a ride anywhere?"
I would normally refuse a strangers offer and run away, but this is Zoella and my gut is not telling me otherwise. I nod "If that's okay."
"Of course."
She leads me to her red mini (Don't know if she actually has this kind of car) and opens the passenger door for me. I thank her and slide in. "So where are we headed?" She asks politely. I bite my lip, reluctant to tell her I live in a group home. "Could I just give you directions?" I ask shyly. "Sure." She says, and starts the car.
I give her directions as we drive and tell her to stop on the curb next to the car home. She stops and I get out, thanking her again. "No problem."
I trot over to the care home, but realize that her car doesn't move. She must be making sure that I get in alright. It's nice, but doesn't help my plan of not embarrassing myself. So I walk to the house next door, and set my pack on the porch, then pretend to rummage for keys in my pocket. The car drives away and I let out a sigh of relief, then go to the care home.
I go inside, deciding not to tell anyone about my meet with Zoella. I am the second person here, so I go up to the girls bathroom and wash the blood from my face. After I set my bag on my bed and greet Sam, who is busy with homework. I collect my books and decide I should do mine, but since there is only one desk I have to go to the kitchen. Ms. Emily has set out apple slices, crackers, and cheese. I pick up a few and place them on a plate. Then I go to the fridge and pour myself some juice. We are only aloud pop on weekends. I sit down and get started. About five minutes in, most of the other kids walk in. There are 14 kids in total. Most are younger, a few are older. There is me, I am 12, I am turning 13 very soon though! Sam is a year older, so he is 15. Then there is Cade, he never talks to anyone though, Sarah is 9, Avery is 8, Caleb and Vince are both 5, they are not related though! Theres also Meg, Cameron, David, Emma, Jay, Avria, and Devon.
6 girls 8 boys. And Ms. Emily and her husband and sister live in the basement. We all at least share a room, but some of us are less fortunate then others. Caleb, Vince, David, and Devon all have to share a room. They are younger so they all have bunks. Sam and I share, Avery and Sarah share, Cade shares with Cameron and Jay, and Meg and Avria share. There's a boys bathroom and a girls bathroom upstairs and a bathroom we all use downstairs.
By the time I finish my homework, Ms. Emily has made dinner. So I go up to me and Sam's room and dump my books. "You could clean a little." He says. "Nah. Dinner is soon." I reply. He nods and closes his/our laptop, this home gets pretty good donations so there are three computers, all divided by age/room. So this computer is mine, Sam's, Cade's, and Meg's. The oldest kids here. We all go down the stairs at mostly the same time. Meg grabs my hand to avoid slipping on Sam's foot and I steady her. A warm smell of quiche fills the kitchen and we settle in for dinner. Meg sits next to me and smiles. "Where were you walking?" She asks. I don't want to cause a craze so I just say I took a shortcut and start eating. Me and Sam talk a bit with the rest of the kids and we all recount our days, but I leave out the part about meeting Zoella.
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