She's Lost, Forever (Girl Meets World Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

Sorry if this chapter is boring. It's just supposed to set the mood. The story is going to get really intense and there's a sad twist at the end of the chapter

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The plan landed and we were in Oklahoma. We ducked down so that Riley, Lucas, and Farkle wouldn't notice us when they get up. They didn't see our faces but they saw our bodies

"Why are you bent down?" Asked Lucas

"Do you need help?" Asked Farkle

I made my voice pitch higher and said "I just dropped my hair brush. I have head lice so you don't need to help me"

"Okay..." said Riley

I heard the three of them rush off the plan and when I knew they were gone, I got up and Caroline got up too

"Thank you for listening to me" I told her

"No problem" said Caroline with a smile

"Well, this is the start of our new lives" I said "you get to go to school and we get to live in our own apartment"

"YAY!" Yelled Caroline

Honestly, were just going to be surviving. If I don't get a job within a month, Caroline and I will be poor. I only have $800 left and thats enough to pay rent for a mobile home for one month. The thing I worry about the most is Caroline being raised in a good environment. All her early childhood had been wasted by a butler beating us up in a safe room.

I keep thinking about how nice it was of Jessie and Tony to lend us money. They were clearly struggling themselves and they have two kids. I also have to pay them back and I don't know how I could have enough money to do that. This is going to be a finical rollercoaster

Caroline and I got off the plane and we were officially inside an Oklahoma airport. It smelled like fried chicken and all the walls were painted dark red, poor designing. Many people were on benches with guitars singing songs or square dancing. They all get money for it.

This reminded me of how people in New York preformed in the subway for money. I miss New York already. I didn't miss being abused or being forced against my will to have a baby, but I missed the culture of New York with all the buildings and lights, the subways, John Quincy Adams high school. But what I missed the most about the big apple was Rileys bay window. That was the best place in the world. It was better than the sky scrapers, or Broadway, or even Times Square. It was where I could share all of my insecurities and learned many important lessons

Caroline and I got out of the airport into the hot Oklahoma sun and decided to get some pop-eyes. The restraint was run down and painting shades of beige that looked dirty. It smelled so awful in their that Caroline almost threw up. But there wasn't many places around to eat so we had no choice

"I'll take two chicken pot pies" I told the person up front

"To go or stay" asked the worker

"To stay please" I said

Within five minutes, the pies came and the crust was extremely light, lighter than usual. I took a bite out of it and it tasted cold and old. It would taste the same in New York. But the waitress looked very poor. She had long knotty hair with white flakes in it and she smelled like she haven't took a shower in a long time

I felt bad for her. She probably doesn't have that great of a home and she probably doesn't have money. But Caroline and I are in the same boat now. I wish she didn't have to go through this