QOFTD:
"Some people are worth melting for,"
-Olaf
Lauren's POV:
I just intently stared at the snacks in front of me.
"Thank you so much for making these aunt," I shouted and gave her a hug.
I was really hungry and I mean really hungry.
Lauren's aunts POV:
"She was hungry, I knew it, that's why I got these snacks,"
I lightly smiled and we decided to sit down under the shade of the small willow tree that was in the corner of the park.
I gently placed down the red and green picnic cloth and we sat.
"Aunty this reminds me of old times, doesn't it?"
"Oh, yes" I replied not paying much attention, stray thoughts flew in and out of my mind about previous memories.
We remained quite until Lauren broke the seldom silence.
"Auntie I was thinking about what you had said before about boarding school, am I still going?"
"What!?" I spluttered out my orange juice in surprise.
"You're not going to another school!"
I was quite shocked when I heard this.
"But auntie didn't the principal, say that I was expelled," She asked like a small child.
"Oh yeah I didn't think about that,"
" I don't think any school would let me enter, because of my history, don't you think?"
"It doesn't matter we will still try to find a school," I replied
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Me and Lauren looked up many schools near our area on the Internet, we even called a few but they said that they couldn't enrol her because of her history with her previous schools.
"Auntie I don't think we'll find any school at this rate,"
"I Agree, our only option is boarding school now, do you want to go?" I questioned
"Umm, it's your choice Auntie,"
"Okay I'll call some boarding schools and I'll see if they have any vacancies."
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It was just as I expected, no vacancies.
"Lauren, dear I think we should do this slater''
"No auntie!! Please let's try this boarding school," she pointed towards the computer screen.
"Umm...0kay, this is the last one Lauren,"
I dialled the number once more.
"Hello......I just called to inquire about vacancies......yes,yes......great!....0kay... bye"
DU LIEST GERADE
Lost child
AdventureIt was that fire. The fire that killed my parents. The fire that destroyed my home. The fire that shattered my memories. The fire that scarred me, physically and mentally.
