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Chapter 4
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After I ate dinner I helped clean the kitchen. I mainly just did the table and the floors.
When it came to cleaning I kind of get a little crazy. By that I meant that whatever I am cleaning must be spot less.
As soon as I finished up in the kitchen I made my way upstairs. I double checked to make sure I wasn't forgetting anything important.
I went to the bathroom and brushed and got ready for bed. It was only 8:00pm but I thought I could go to bed early to get some good night sleep.
I slipped on my shorts and a tank top. I crawled in bed and checked out my social media. I mean I only had Instagram and snapchat, but I wasn't much of a media person.
I was on my phone for about an hour and half.
I put my phone away went to bed. It felt like hours, I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned around, but I couldn't fall asleep.
I checked the time and it was only 12:30am. Ugh I can already tell that it was gonna be a long night.
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It's currently 7:00am and the sun is shining in my face.
I don't know how I fell asleep but I did. It felt like I was never gonna fall asleep.
I got up walked over to my dresser. I stared at my self hoping today is a new beginning.
I went to my sink and brushed my teeth. After I finished brushing I turned the shower on so it can get to it's temperature. I like to take nice and hot shower because it helps me lift the stress off my body. I striped off my clothes and got in the shower.
After I was done taking a shower I wiped my body and wrapped my self in a towel and walked out side. I headed towards My dresser and got my clothes out.
*Picture of Bianca A. Santos as Nikolina Marie Dalaya.* *Nikki's outfit*
I decided to look a little presentable. I grabbed my favourite matching top and skirt. The matching top and skirt had a cream, light brown, and black stripped pattern. I paired my outfit with silver hooped earrings, and silver bracelet with a flower on it, as well as a flower ring. I decided to go easy on the hair so I just did some loose curls. With the outfit I wore plain black flats so that way I'll be comfy and still be looking decent.
I slipped on my clothes carefully. I put my hair up in a messy bun so that it's not in my way. I pulled out my makeup from my bag. I didn't like wearing a lot of makeup.
Some girls think that wearing makeup can fix your pimples during that time of the month. But sometimes it can't. Makeup was made to bring out your features in you face not to cover up whats under all that makeup.
My mom used to tell me that looking natural is the best kind of beauty. If a guy can't see that then he's not worth a fight. And plus most times it's also what's behind the looks. Weather if your a male or a female. Being nice, funny and having a good personality can be everything a guy looks in.
All I applied on was some CC cream and some mascara.
When I finished my makeup I headed out the bedroom door to get some breakfast. I had toast and some milk. I wasn't really hungry due to the excitement that filled my body.
I finished breakfast headed towards the sink and washed my plate and glass.
I found my 'aunt' leaning against the door staring at me.
"What? Is there something on my top? Do I look okay?" I got nerves all of a sudden.
"Sweetheart. You look amazing, now stop worrying and get start getting your bags down. I'll be up in a sec to help you?" she said calmly.
I went up stairs to gather as many bags as I could in my hand to save trips up the stairs.
"Last bag," I said walking down. I could feel heat building up my body.
"She's waiting for you out side," aunt said.
She was here already. Oh no what will she think of me? "She's here? Already? It's only 9:20."
"Yes, she is here and she is waiting now grab you belongings and come outside. I'll help you get your things."
I grabbed my bags and walked out side. There was a limbo! What? How? Why? Where they rich? Oh I hope not.
She wore a beautiful maxi dress. It was a creamed coloured dress with light flowers on it.
She started to walking up to us. "Can I help with your bags," she said with a friendly smile.
I gave her a smile back. "Um, I think we got, but thanks."
The driver came up and started taking our bags a placing them in the trunk.
"Hi, I'm Nikolina, Nikolina Marie Dalaya. But most people call me Nikki for short," I said letting out a free hand so she can shake it.
She shakes my hand, "Nice to meet you. I'm Maria Colin. Call me Maria." She seemed like a nice person. "Shall we get going?"
"Yup. I think I've got everything," I walked to the car getting in. "Bye aunt Milly. I'll see you soon. I'll come visit." and with that we left immediately.
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The Foster Child
Teen FictionMeet Nikolina Marie Dalaya, a girl who lost her parents at the age of four and has been living with her aunt Jenna who has two other kids and one on its way for six years. She was ten years old when her aunt couldn't handle four kids, so she didn't...