Mark
I wake up and go straight to my window to see that Bree was still sleeping. I get into the shower and get changed and when I go back to the window she is up and getting ready. She was brushing her hair and singing.
"Morning!" I scream out my window.
"Oh hey." She says laughing.
"Meet you in 5?" I yell.
"Sure... If I can find my way out of this house." She says laughing. I join in on the laughter and then go into the kitchen.
Bree
I stop in the dance room and grab my bag. I was in there all last night, practicing for the finals."How was your first night here?" My foster mom says.
"Okay... I didn't really get much sleep I was too busy looking for the bathroom." "
Oh.." she says.
"I'm going to go to school so I'll see you when I get home. Bye!!" I say walking out the house. Mark was standing by the tree in the middle of both our backyards.
"You ready?" He asks.
"Yep." I say.
"So what kind of talents do you have?" he asks me.
"None really." I say completely ignoring the fact that I take gymnastics, dance, and singing lessons.
"Oh well I heard you sing while you were doing your hair that seems like a talent." He says. How did he hear that? I was sure I was quiet.
"Oh you heard that?" I say nervously.
"How could I miss it you were singing my favorite song."
"Really you like Dancing on my own?"
"Who doesn't" he says laughing. I join in on the laughter.
"How about you.. Do you have any talents?"
"I mean I am pretty good at soccer and football but other than that really nothing."
"Oh cool" I say. Before I knew it we were at school. "Is this a onetime thing or are we going to do this every day?" I ask hoping it was an everyday thing.
"We can do it every day, if you want to, and we can walk home together."
"Yeah I would like that." I say with a smile. Then a girl walks up to Mark.
"Hey babe." She says. Mark looks at her weird then says
Mark looks at her weird before responding, "Hey."
I walk to my locker listening into their conversation.
"So who was the rat?" She asks.
"Oh really I'm a rat??" I say walking up to her.
"Yeah. And please tell me what is wrong with your face." She says. "It's called beauty you should get some." I say. Mark laughs and she slaps him.
"I have some.. more than you do actually."
"Don't listen to everything your mom says... Newsflash you can go and get your fake face out of here. We are freaking 14 you don't need to go searching through your mom's makeup and put whatever you find on."
"I AM ALL NATURAL WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!" She says.
"Oh really. Okay forget what I said maybe you need makeup to cover up whatever that is." I say motioning to her face.
"Whatever I have no time for people like you."
"Oh really so you don't have time for cool people?" I say. Mark was cracking up.
"What is your definition of cool?" She says.
"The opposite of you." I say.
"Mark let's go!" She says. Mark doesn't move. "Mark!!" She screams.
"I have to show Bree around sorry."
"You know what it's over!!" She says.
"THANK THE LORD!!" He says. She looks at him confused.
"Oh honey... Let me break it down for you. Mark never liked you!! He likes someone else or nobody at all. But I get why he doesn't like you I mean who would.. Now please go crawl back into the hole you came out of." I say. Mark high fives me.
Mark
I am so glad that is over!! Me and Alexi.. Not the fight.. The fight was funny."That was funny!!" I say still laughing.
"So that was your girlfriend?" She asks.
"Yeah..." I say with a look of disgust on my face.
"Where did you come up with the funny comebacks though?" I ask.
"I don't know I guess they just come to me." She says.
"About that liking someone part... Do you??" She asks.
"I'll tell you if you tell me." I say.
"Fine, but you first since I asked first." She says.
"Yeah I guess I like someone. She is really cute and funny." I say describing her. "Do you?"I ask hoping she likes me back.
"I mean I don't really know anyone but I mean I guess I like someone. He is amazing in like every way." She says. My heart drops. She doesn't like me.
We walked to our first class since we had the same exact schedule. But then again it was just how the school runs their system. If you live on the same street you have the same schedule.
"I can't wait until we can go home!!" She says.
"You haven't even gotten to your first class yet! No giving up yet!" I say, laughing. Man is she perfect.

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The Long Journey Of Being Unwanted {Editing}
FanfictionBree just wanted to be loved. She has been from home to home looking for the right family. Will she find the right family or will she continue the long and painful journey?