chapter 4

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As I drag Ariel into the office I notice the woman is not alone. A dark skinned man with coal black hair stands next to her a motorbike helmet in his hand. We all walk out the door in silence. "Two motorbikes wait outside the door with no extra helmets for me and Ariel. "Don't we need helmets?" I ask climbing onto the back of one of the bikes. "Ner, you'll be ok for the ride down town" the lady says getting on the bike. We drive down the street and come to an ammidiet stop. Flashing lights blind me as I'm lifted off the bike and onto the ground. I hug the crying child who's clinging onto my waist like a belt. I pick her up. Tears streaming down my pale cheeks. The police surround Stacey and her partner questioning them.
"What do you think your doing?" Asked the police man.
"Givin you a punch in de gob!" Said the man deeply.
The next thing I know is that I'm huddled up in the back of the police car driving back to the adoption centre.
I race through the doors to see every child waiting to be told the gossip. I duck my head and pull Ariel and Penyton to my room slamming and locking the door behind me. "Omg! Spill!" Penyton demands
"The people who came to see us got arrested because they hadn't given us helmet for the motorbikes," I explain my hands shaking.

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