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Samantha's POV:
\Flashback/
It was the first day my mother and I had been alone in a while. Previous weeks my father had been killed in a completely accidental car crash. My mother and I had been grieving for a while and had decided to get out of the house. It had too many reminders of my father.
"Dear, I know you are still hurt, please, please try to lighten up a bit. He is in a better place now!" My mother cried silently to me. That was the thing. I couldn't get over it. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. He was so good to me. "Honey, I will always be here for you. No one could ever change that!" She said. But she lied, for the moment after she had said that, a wholesale truck had swung around our car, and plunged us into darkness.
\End of Flashback/
I woke up screaming, causing our orphanage keeper, Hailey, to come bounding into the room to comfort me. She sat on my bed and rubbed my back soothingly. " is your leg hurting? You have more of a chance getting adopted today since most of the girls have gone with Sophi." She cooed, gesturing to my broken leg. I shook my head and wiped away the tears. "Nah, don't worry. Just another nightmare. All good! I faked a smiled and gave her a thumbs up.
"Ok, well like I said. Today is adoption day. So get off yo ass and get ready yo?" Hailey triode to be cool, so I acknowledged her by bursting out laughing.
It was funny, okay?
"Oh.. Umm Hailey, I was wondering if I could go to this photoshoot for this new line. I won tickets It's umm called uhh." I stop to take a look at my paper. "Weave & wear! I think it's a line for handmade clothes. Can I go?" I plead
"Yeah I guess but be back before dinner. Oh WAIT! What about adoption?" She asks.
I put my hand on my hip and lean. "Do you really believe I would get adopted?" I raise my eyebrows. " I mean, there's always a, well, actually, maybe? No. Just get ready for the photoshoot!" She shot at me.
\At Photoshoot/
I sat, staring in awe at the beautiful designs. Then she came onstage. THE Eleanor Calder. She was wearing the most gorgeous lilac shawl. She looked at me and waved and her smile got even bigger when she saw my VIP pass.
After a few more models came onstage wearing the prettiest clothes, I was allowed to go backstage to meet Eleanor.
I walked around a bit {this place is a giant maze} and I finally found her peeking over another wall as if she's waiting for someone. Definitely not me.
"Uhh hi Miss Calder..." I started, just to be interrupted by her. " ahh! There you are! I saw you in the crowd and I was hoping you were coming to meet me. Are you sure your not a model?" She asked, caressing my blonde locks. " Yeah umm I was wondering if you could sign this." I asked her holding out my notebook.
"Of course!" She said grabbing the pen and scribbling on the notebook. "Ho do I make it out to?" "Samantha please"¿ "Is your mum or dad here?" She asked. That hurt. I know it wasn't her fault. " actually.. No. I'm here on my own. I live in St Francesca's Orphanage down the road." I said. Her face dropped. " oh I'm sorry... I really am. Are your parents a touchy subject?" She asked sincerely. I nodded. " I think it's time for me to go." I said. "What orphanage again?" She finally asked. "St Francesca's."
I walked home having a sneaking suspicion Eleanor would adopt me.
Pfft
Yea right. A model like her adopting someone like me just... doesn't work.
Eleanor's POV:
I drove home having every bit of me want to adopt Samantha, but then there was Louis. What would he say? Would he want to? I'm quite... scared actually.
