Tara-rose pov
"Hey" Mike said outing his hand out. "Can you just show me my room" I hissed."how about you meet the others first," he asked. "I don't want to" I spat. "Her dad hadn't told her that she wouldn't be seeing him much" Rita replyed. "You've wanted me off him since mum dyed so don't start" I huffed . "Can you just show me my room" I groaned. "Ok but come and meet everyone once you have dinner her?" He said and i sighed nodding.
I went up to my room one I'd been shown my room and started unpacking. I'd taken pitcher so that everything could go in the right place. After about 1 houer Mike cane in. "It's dinner. Come on" he said as I sighed. "O hi. I'm may-lie the other care worker. You must be tara-rose" she awnserd and i nodded as i walked down the stairs. I then made it to the kitchen and was introduced to the others.
Once everyone had introduced them selves I tucked into my food. It was spaghetti Bolognese. Throughout people were asking me questions but I just gave one word awnsers and soon enough they shut up. Strait after I went to go up. "Er tara-rose, arnt you going to stay down. Get to know evergone ?" May-lie asked. "I don't want to be here...so...no!" I exclaimed. "No one wants to be here. It's a kid's home" Georgia spat. "Comeinf from the one on rest bite. You don't have to be here" I replyed as everyone went "ooo". "Got one big gob on ya for an 11 year old" she snapped back. "And!" I snapped walking off and going into my room.
I sat crossed legged on my bed watching the dance routine I had to do for school. One of my mates had recorded it for me and since I wasn't at school much it was realy helpful. 'Nock nock" someone saud. "Who is it?" I asked. 'Laura" she replyed. "Come in" i sighed.
"Sorry about Georgia. She great, the best but she can be very... argumentative" she told me. "Cant we all" I scoffed. "Guess so. So what you watching?" She asked sitting next to me. "My mate fillemed the school dance team. I don't go loads so I can learn it" I told her. "Cool. Who's that?" She asked pointing to the pitcher if my mum and i shook my head and she nodded in understanding. "Look I get you don't want to be here but...serisoly...why Don't you come down were playing cards in the livingroom" she asked. "I'm fine" i replyed. "We could do something. Just the two if us?" She asked. "I said I'm fine" i snapped. "Corse. Sorry" she awnserd leaving.
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