I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. UGGGG MONDAY!
“Yo! Blondie, you up?!” Channing yelled.
“YES!” I yelled back while getting out of bed.
“We’re leaving at 7.” He yelled back, so I went into the bathroom, took a shower and got out by 5:30, so I had plenty of time to dry my hair and do everything I needed to do for today’s outfit.
By 6:45 I was completely ready with a baby blur one shoulder dress, with nude heals, nude bracelet with a bow, nude sparkly earrings, and my hair was lightly curled with my bangs pulled back. As always simple make up with light blue eye shadow, a little concealer, and nude lip gloss. I grabbed my bag with all my books and started to headed downstairs to Channing’s car, but Channing came out before I passed his door.
"We're leaving really early, why?" I asked.
"Get Starbucks genius. I'm still majorly hungover." He said as he put on his aviators.
"Your an idiot. Its Monday! The party was Friday night!" I say and giggled.
"Shush and get in the car!" he snapped.
We drove to the nearest Starbucks and I had no idea what to order. Channing ordered a Vanilla and cinnamon capacheino so I got the same and it was the best thing I have ever had!
"Good huh." He asked as we walked back to the car.
"YES! It is the best thing I have ever tasted." I said and sat back into the passengers sear.
"Have you never had Starbucks?"
"Nope." I answered honestly popping on the 'p'.
"Dude, you haven't lived." He says shaking his head as we pulled out of the parking lot.
"I know! I know! I was a foster kid, how was I supposed to afford this, it was like 5 dollars for a cup of coffee!" i said laughing a little through the way.
"I understand, but get ready to start living with this family." He said pointing at me with a finger while holding his coffee cup.
"Okay, I'm totally fine with that."
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I walked to my locker and got all my books out for all my homework, turned around and got knocked on my butt by a locker to my face.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" A girl with brown hair and wicked weird, but cool eyes helped me up. "Oh my gosh! You are so pretty! " She said as she looked me over.
"I was going to say the same thing about you being abdolutely goregous." I said rubbing my forehead where the locker hit me.
"So whats your name stranger?" She asked as we started walking the parking lot.
"Payton Reeves, yours?" I asked as I opened the doors outside.
"Tara Cooper. Here, put your number in my phone." I hand her my phone; she puts her name in and I do the same. "All set, so where do you live, I've never seen you around?"
"I live with the Ryan's' family." I say as I head toward Channing's car.
"No way! Mrs. Ryan is my Idol! Can I come home with you and meet her?" I look at her with a blank expression on my face. "I'm being really forward, aren't I?" She said putting her hand over her mouth.
"It's okay, I'm just not use to people like you, I'm still adjusting to being here. I was in the foster system. Mrs. Ryan took me in and all my friends are guys at the moment. But sure you can come over if you want, I just need to convince Channing to let you tag along."
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Life with the Ryan Boys
Novela JuvenilAll her life Payton Reeves had wanted the perfect family, but with her alcoholic mother and drug dealing dad that was kinda impossible. A couple of times she had wished they would die... but she didn't really mean it, so when it actually happend she...