Adopted at 16

Chapter 11-

I looked at my phone and saw Spencer's good morning text. He told me about how he had a baseball game and how happy he was for me. I smiled and got ready to go to his baseball game, we would go out to eat at the pizza place in town later.

Maddie and Megan had just got out of school yesterday and I put my booty shorts, and a white graphic elephant tank top on. I put my white converse sneakers on my feet and got my wristlet on my hand.

"What's up with you, today?" Mrs. Green said.

"I'm going to eat breakfast here, and then go to Spencer's baseball game," I told her. I grabbed a chocolate donut out of a bag and ate it. I did the same with the second, third, fourth, and fifth donut. My foster family knew I was dating Spencer, Brooklyn knew even though we haven't been able to hang yet.

I brushed my teeth, and then got in my car and drove to Prepton City Park to watch Spencer play baseball. My hair was also styled into two french braids. I parked, got my pink personalized lawn chair out, and went and placed it beside Spencer's dugout.

I unconditionally loved Spencer, he was my favorite person, other than Jesus, but he is just the perfect guy for me. He smiled at me as he was getting ready to bat in the first inning, as the first batter. He swang and missed the first pitch.

"Strike ONE!" The umpire said. He then had a hit and ran to second base.

Meanwhile, Kilsy Sluggers Club Baseball won and I drove to the pizza shop in Kilsy.

A sweaty and tired Spencer and I walked into the place and sat down in a black booth. We had a waiter take our order and we wanted a pepperoni pizza.

"Emalie," He looked up at me. "You are so beautiful,"

"Yes, meet at a park?" His eyes widen and he nodded his head.

Then I heard a sudden explosion, and don't remember anything after that.

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"Emalie, you survived yet another tragedy," Brooklyn said as I was waking up in the hospital.

"W-w-what happened?" I asked.

"One of the restruant machines exploded," Mrs. Green said, "And you would've died if Spencer wouldn't have brought you out,"

"Where's Spencer?"

"He rescued as many people as he could out of the building, and a black creeper van came up and took him,"

"Seriously?" I started crying. "That boy has taken great care of me and my relationship with him lasted four days,"

The next three days consisted of me praying for Spencer, hoping he would come back. I didn't leave bed execpt to attend church and to use the restroom across the hall. I watched TV that didn't refer to love and romance and had tissues everywhere. This summer had sucked so far and I would stop frequently to read my bible Mrs. Green got me or take a granola bar from my nightstand and eat.

While the TV kids cartoon show I was watching was at a commercial, Brooklyn texted me. It was Tuesday and I was tired.

"You okay?" She said. I texted her back saying "Yeah," She then offered if I wanted to go to the amusement park and I said maybe. I put my phone back on my nightstand and saw Mrs. Green walk in.

"Hey, Em!" She said. "What's brought you down?"

"Everything," I told her.

"Look," She sat on my white bed. "He'll come back, there's millions of people right now that are working hard to find him, I just don't like to see you bummed,"

"He was my everything,"

"No he wasn't, Jesus was and will be your everything," She threw my bible at me and said "Read this!" I did what she said.

I ended up reading the New International version of the bible for six hours. It was great.

Then I fell asleep and told Brooklyn we could go to the amusement park tomorrow. I saw Spencer's missing information.

Name: Spencer James Marshall
Age: 16
Date of Birth: October 10th (Year unknown)
Weight: 174 pounds
Height: 5'8"
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Last seen: Saturday wearing a Kilsy Slugger Blue Baseball top, bottom, belt and black sandals. He saved his girlfriend, Emalie Johnslee, who is safe, and then disappeared.
Notes-
*He is believed to be in a vacant and desolate building.

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"So, how are you?" Brooklyn said as she was driving.

"Ok, I guess," I said.

"You ready to ride some rides?" She shouted.

"Heck yeah!" I shouted. We got to the amusement park place and parked in the lot. We paid our ticket admission and rode all twenty three roller coasters.

I came back to the Greenaland house tired and exhausted. Brooklyn offered to take me to the local Ice Cream place in town. I wanted to go home and go to bed.

The next morning, Mrs. Green woke me up to call for a family meeting to consider me for admissions for Kilsy Christian High School.

"I don't want to transfer!" I argued.

"Emalie, you're my daughter now, we must treat you like the upperclass and we will send you to private school!"

"But, Mrs. Green!" I paused. "My parents would have wanted me to stay at Wilson Tree! If I discovered Jesus and God, they would be offended,"

"Then what religion are you?"

"I want to be a Christian,"

"Then we'll send you to Kilsy Christian!"

"I want to go to Wilson Tree because that's what Mom and Dad would have wanted!"

"Public school is for the hypocriticals and the poor people!"

"Dad went to Wilson Tree, Maya and Isabella both went there!"

"Ok, whatever you say," Mrs. Green said. "We'll keep you at Wilson Tree as long as you are in all honors classes and have a C or higher in every class, Fair?"

"Fair," I told her. We were at the breakfast table, a black, nice and large table.

"So what do you want to do this summer?" She then asked. "Your foster father and I were planning on taking you and the girls to the zoo Friday, and then getting our family pictures done Saturday,"

"I want to read books, and get my summer assignments for my classes done,"

"What classes are you in next year?"

"AP English, Pre-Calculus, Biology Honors, AP US History, Honors Spanish Four, and AP Chemistry, I'm doing dual credit courses in Science,"

"So, Emalie,