Ayla's P.O.V
It has being a week now since i've recovered and I feel great. I am very happy living with Ms Hayles. We went to the beach, we went site-seeing, mountain climbing, Disneyland, camping, and alot more things all in one week. She was hell-bent on making up for me getting beaten up a few weeks ago.
Now its Saturday and i'm outside under the palm trees drawing. I love drawing here because it's so peaceful. Then Ms Hayles came and sat beside me.
"Hey. What are you drawing?" She asked curiously.
"Palm trees", I replied smiling.
"Very nice", She said nodding her head.
"Thanks", I said.
"So the summer is almost over", She said looking at me.
"Yea. Only one week left", I said.
"Exactly. And you're going back to school. You'll be a senior this year", She said smiling at me but I was shocked.
"What? I don't want to go to school. I hate school. Please don't let me go", I begged holding her hand then she laughed.
"You have to go to school. It's not a request. It'll be fun, trust me. You'll make lot's of friends", she said enthusiastically.
"Oh c'mon! Fun?! Oh please! I am always the nerd in school because I get good grades and do all my assignment. Plus I was in arts club. The popular kids always pick on me", I said furiously.
"Stop whining. Nobody will pick on you. I promise. I'm registering you in Hollywood Hills High on Monday and as for you getting bullied, you can start taking self defense classes. Is that okay?" She asked.
"Okay fine. Training sounds fun".
"Yea. Okay i'm gonna go get you a trainer and we will be going shopping on Monday". She said getting up.
"Okay. But why shopping again?"
"We have to buy your school supplies", She said matter-of-factly.
"Oh right", I said emotionless.
"Cheer up. Everything will be fine", she said smiling. Then she left.
I really don't want to go to school but I don't have a choice.
One week later...
The last week of summer is finally over and it's time to go back to school. My self defense classes were going great and I was learning alot. Becca even came to one of my classes and made fun of me training. I really love that girl.
Now it's Monday morning and i'm in my closet looking for clothes to wear on my first day. I finally decided on skinny jeans, tank top, a jacket and shoes.
I'm wearing all black.. I know everyone will think i'm a goth but I don't care. I just feel like wearing black. I finish getting ready then grab my bag, phone, tablet, iPod and earphones then went downstairs to the dining room. And as usual Ms Hayles was already there.
"Going for the gothic look this morning huh". She said laughing.
"Oh stop. I just felt like wearing black", I said.
"I know. I'm just playing with you. You look amazing", She smiled.
"Thank you", I said then started eating my breakfast.
"Ready for your first day?" She asked.
"Uh...yea I guess", I shrugged.
"Okay then. I'm dropping you at school", she said.
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The Adopted Daughter
פרוזהAyla Holmes had a rough life growing up. Her father walking out on her mother when Ayla was a baby leaving her mother to take care of Ayla and her brother alone. She grew up unhappy and frustrated with life. She would constantly fight with her bro...
