Foster Kids

7

Victor sended up the dress soon after our lunch date, if thats what you called it. It was a dress that you would see red carpet artist and actress where, but not me.

It was a nice shining silver with the bottom decorade in gold. It was lovely sure, bring out the curves around my waist and chest areas I thought I never had and bringing out my perfect dark skin. My short hair went well, excepelly since I got it trimmed.

Victor said I didn't need make-up. My hazel eyes and brownish freckles were perfect enough. His words not mine.

I spun softly in the dress. It only did stop right above my ankels. Easy for me to move and I'm wearing flats so even easier.

"Damn Vic got money! Is that Prada or someone else?"

"Not Prada. This looks wayyy more expensive."

"You ready to go Toni?"

"Yeah, I'll see you later tonight Mia. Be up to open the door for me."

"Sure sure. Be careful. Have fun!"

"Have fun!" All the girls yelled the did help me with my make up. Some acted a little pitty since I was going out with THE Victor Tate. See many love him from afar cause they don't bother to know the true him. Well that's there faults.

I took one last look at myself before exiting my room. I took the elevator down to the lobby. I looked around to find him fixing his bowtie in the grand mirror. His hair was in very clean dreads in a very neat bun. His suit was the regular black and white but his bowtie was gold like hoop earings and his shoes were silver like Michael Jackson. I walked over and gave his tie a good fix then buttoned up his suit jakect.

"Handsome as every Victor."

He kissed my hand and up my arm. Then looked me right in the eyes.

"As well as you Toni. Very beautiful. Very sexy."

He gave me a wink and a tug as he led me to a taxi that took us to the pier. There were stars here from music artist, actors, famous chefs, and Magazine and TV reports. Camera flashed every where.

'I wonder how he got these tickets.'

A man in a very and purple suit came over and hugged Vic.

"Toni this is Lionel Black, he's my manager my aunt got for me. He's helping me with college and results. Lionel, this is my girl I told you about, Toni Ann."

"Lovely to meet you Miss. Ann or should I say Mrs. Tate."

He laughed, Vic laughed, I laughed knowing that this was the world of fake people, money, fame, and cruel jokes. I went along with knowing I was going to questions Victor Later.

"Not yet, not he dear Lionel."

He gave Vic a surprise smug and guided on the red carpet to the front. Reports ask million of questions. None we asked.

The dinner was good. We laughed. We took photos. We danced together and. I mean we danced. The night was fun, it seemsed like this could be perfect for me, I would fit in, but this wasnt me. I may lie about being a foster kid but a cant lie about being me. This world would break you for al your secrects and i had a feeling it was bout to.

It was around midnight, time for us to go. Lionel led us out the door, reporter sold asking questions, taking pictures. None we asked, none that bothered us till now.

"Victor is it true you and your girl are foster kids? You did mention that before right?"