What happens when Riley Raymond gets fostered by a middle aged man and women, who have a 16 year old boy who likes to play....
Riley Raymond is 16 and has been in care all her life. Well all that she can remember. She's never met her family nor doe...
A/N So basically most pov's are Riley's sorry about that xoxo Not proof read xox
Riley's PoV
I drag John all the way to the spot, he's never been there either. I told him to bring his guitars and a drum pad. You know what they need to do to make life a little bit worth living, music.
You get dancers like me who dance and show our emotion through body movement but we dance to the artist music. Someone has to make the music for the dancer to dance to. I hope my plan works because I really do see them putting their past and feelings into songs. Luke doesn't really have anything wrong with his life but he's a great musician and they could really use someone like that.
We get to the spot, I hope this works. I sit John down on the rock next to James and Luke. I take a deep breathe, time for some convincing.
"So, your probably wondering why I brought another guy to our little triangle. well John has a past that makes him the musician he is and well I though you could maybe form a band!" I squeal the part about the band out and start jumping up and down, until I see their faces which all read 'who do you think we are?'.
"Eh riles... I don't exactly want to be apart of what's going on here I have my own problems and I defiantly don't need more" John says getting up.
"John wait! I though maybe having friends who are musicians would maybe help you have more fun" I really though this would work but clearly not.
"Yeah Riley, I don't think this is a good idea either I mean seriously me in a band. HAHAHA! your so funny sometimes" James thinks this is a joke. You've got to be kidding me.
"Guys maybe Riley's right, this could be a good thing and I know someone else who could maybe join. If you guys are chill about it" Luke says sticking up for me.
"Yeah guys, just give it a chance and if it doesn't work out then I'll drop it" I say with puppy dog eyes. "Pleaseeee" I beg
They all sigh and give in, yes Riley got her way. I bring them all into a group hug which I slightly awkward but I'm too happy to care. My little plan worked.
1 week later
So I've been staying at Luke's and today is the day where I face the people I have to call family now. I've not seen Deborah or David for that matter since the little 'accident' they both keep calling it. I know why their saying that because that don't want me to tell my social worker and they get James taken off them basically. I don't really care if I'm honest but I've not told them yet which must mean something.
I have to wear something like I don't care what you think. I think I'll go to the mall and buy an outfit. Deborah puts $1000 a weeks as our allowance I mean that's a bit much but now I can buy a 'I don't give two shits what you think' outfit and 'I can have sex with your son if I want to' attitude. They are going to live in hell now that he slapped me and if they dare try send me back to that home well I'm gonna tell my social worker everything and more.
I head to the mall and buy about $500 worth of stuff. Riley's new bad girl look is ready.
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I've always loved the ripped jeans but never afforded to buy some. I get back to Luke's and change into a long sleeve cropped top with a leather nude skirt. Bad Riley here I come.
