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I woke up to the sound of Edward and Emily (my foster parents) shouting at each other. Welcome to the new start I say to myself before getting out if bed and rushing to the bathroom. Quickly taking a shower, not needing to wash my hair. I brush my teeth and cleans my skin. As I walked out of the shower and along the hallway I felt something hit my face. Edward walked passed me not saying a thing just mumbling to himself. He 'accidentally' hit me in the face with the door. Again. I scurry into my room before breaking down into tears. I hate my stupid life. I looked in the mirror to see my eye all swollen. Great now I've got to hide this haven't I got up go to my closet putting on a pair of dark blue worn high waisted jeans and a black long-sleeved top to cover the scars on my wrists putting my necklace on and tucking it into my top. Then I did my makeup before straightening my hair. As I walk into lounge I see Emily sitting on the couch,

Emily: what are you looking at?

Riley: nothing sorry.

I saw her getting up coming towards me grabbing my hand squeezing it till it hurt,

Emily: Yeah you better be sorry, now get out of here.

I scurry past her taking my phone out if the draw and my converse shoes before leaving the house. I had to hide my phone from them because they would flip if they saw I had one and because my dad's parents my grandparents got it for me and they would never allow me to have contact with them.

As I left I untucked the locket from under my top and putting it over the top. As I was walking down my path I saw Lucas on his lawn playing around with some motorbike. He looked so attractive with his top off. His muscle really obvious. He clearly spent a lot of time in the gym. I didn't even notice but I was staring at him.

Lucas: want a picture? It will last a lot longer.

I got my phone out and pretended to take a photo.

Lucas: haha you're so very funny.

Riley: I try.

Lucas: Wanna help me seeming as you wanna look at me all day?

Riley: first I do not wanna look at you all day I just wondered what you was doing second sure.

Lucas: I'm so lucky, come over here and pass me the rench. Do you know what a rench is pretty girl?

Riley: Yes, I do actually I did used to help my dad when I was little when he would play with his cars.

Lucas: what happened? Why don't you help him now?

Riley: Erm, because he died 8 Years ago.

Lucas: oh I'm so sorry I didn't know.

Riley: it's okay you wasn't supposed to know.

Lucas: what about your mom?

Riley: she died too.

Lucas: I'm so sorry.

Riley: it's okay, they Erm...

Lucas: You don't have to tell me

Riley: They died in a car accident.

Lucas: i don't know what to say.

I take off my locket from around my neck and open it handing it to Lucas,

Riley: that's me my mom and dad on my 7th birthday. That was taken a day before they died.

I could feel tears running down my face. As I looked down I felt Lucas wipe them away. Oh no my black eye. Hey gonna be able to see it.

Lucas: hey your eye how'd you do that?

Riley: oh I just walked into a door. I'll be fine.

Lucas: anyway, I've finished on this want a ride?

Riley: Erm sure why not.

Lucas Pov.

I can't believe she said yes. I handed Riley a helmet and helped her clip it together. As we were riding down the road her arms were firmly placed around my torso. I could tell she was nervous. Bless it was cute. No Lucas snap out of it you're a player!

As we got back I saw her struggling to get her helmet off

Lucas: here let me help.

As I took off her helmet I saw her starting to giggled

Lucas: what so funny?

Riley: I bet I have really bad helmet hair.

Lucas: that's true.

We stood there laughing before Riley heard her name being called

Edward: Riley get here now!

She handed me her phone and he locked before whispering look after them. As she handed them to me her sleeves rolled up a bit letting a little skin show before she yanked her sleeve back down and ran back over to her house. All I could think to myself was wow, this girl is really broken.

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