Foster Kids

8

Its been a whole week since my date with Vic and this trip was hell. Vic I'd well know in the world of media and when word go out about 'his girl' being a foster kid, reports were on every corner, waiting for me. The girls gave me pity looks and Mia refugee to talk to me. A lot of the kids whisper and pointed me out throughout the hotel. I was hating this trip already now.

It was around one in the morning when room service came to the door asking for me. All the girls were up and none bothered with me. Mia slept in another bed since one girl left saying, "I can't be in a room with a fithy foster kid, ew" and stayed with her grandparents till they took her back to North Carolina.

I went to the door to be given a big piece of chocolate cake. A card was on the plate. It read, "meet me at the bar, I wanna apologize in person -Vic".

I thank the guy and give him a tip, he declined saying he was already paid. So modest. I went back to the couch that faced the beds sides and ate as I watch the girls ignore me. Mia's phone went off minutes later and she headed it to me.

"Hello?"

"I been trying to call you princess."

"Sorry Dam, I turned it off, didn't wanna talk to Victor"

"I told you he was bad news."

"I know. I know. Any good news for me?"

"Yeah you get to graduate early if you want but its after prom."

"I'm not going to prom. Never was going."

"You do know you voted prom queen right?" This time is was Kathy, co captain of the cheerleadung squad.

"Dam is this true?"

"YuP." He poped his P

"Oh I'll think about then."

"Whatever." She turned back to her friends laughing at the thought of talking to me.

"I gotta go my queen but don't tell him I said this but Victor is ur match made for you. I know what I said but you should here him out. An yeah he called me."

I hung up the phone it placed it by Mia since to didn't wanna to touch it with a napkin and looked at the clock. I finshed my cake and put on tights and a green over shirt and through on black flip flops. I grapped my room key and headed to the bar.

There Vic sat with a drink in his head looking around. His eyes landed at the door and waved me over. Took in a deep breath and walked to him.

"I'm sorry."

"Your forgiven."

"Huh?"

"I don't hold gurges long."

"Oh well thank you."

I hugged Vic and took in his warmth. We left and sat down at the beach.

"I heard you got voted for prom queen."

The waves were a soft crash as it hit the sand. The moon was full, starts were bright, the water was a dark clear blue.

"Yeah but I have no date and no ones gonna vote for me cause imma foster kid."

"Maybe they will. I have a plan. First? Will you go to prom with me Toni Ann?"

"Yes."

With that Vic kissed me and I kissed him back.