The Life of Being a Foster Kid//5sos **ON HOLD**

Chapter 2: the flight

"Yeah it's nice to finally be in Sydney but the plane was just a pain. I had to sit between 2 sweaty guys who were trying to flirt with even though they are old enough to be my fathers!" Angelina said as we got our luggage. "I don't see a sign anywhere I just see an empty bench and people getting on and off planes." I said looking around. "Let's just sit in the waiting room just in case we get tired cough You and wait for them to get here" I rolled my eyes (and my luggage) and sat down. "I just noticed I only have like 4 pieces of clothing in this thing." "Yeah Liv everyone knows you only own 2 shirts and 2 pairs of ripped skinny jeans." "NOT TRUE everything else is in my carry-on except for my dresses and corsets!" I said patting my bag. It's currently 8:00. "Looks like we're gonna be here for awhile Liv." Angelina said looking outside. "What do you mean?" "Look at the rain." She said pointing. Then the loud speaker turned on. "Hello everyone. We are sorry to say that every flight in and out of Sydney has been delayed do to the rain. It's not due to end for another 2 days. We will be providing blankets, pillows, food, drinks, and hopefully power-" in that moment the power went out and I heard a loud shriek. Everyone turned their phones flashlights on to see that no lights were on anywhere in the city. I heard whispering that sounded all to familiar "What if they think we ran away?" Angelina said. "They won't they probably know no one can leave." "Excuse me, but do you know if there are any girls here named Angelina and Olivia?" Someone said walking up to me. I shined the light at him and didn't believe my eyes. Michael Clifford. "Uh yeah that's us?" I said trying not to freak out. "Nice shirt I guess you know who I am?" I nodded "Well come on the cars waiting for you" he said grabbing my hand. I grabbed Ang and we walked out to see a limo. "Michael is your family our foster family for now?" Ang asked as we got in the car. "Yeah why?" He shrugged. "It's just no ones kept us longer than 2 days." She whispered. "True we've gone through 20 families!" I said looking at him. "If they can tolerate me I think they can with you."