My eyes shot open. Where was i? Whats happening? I sat up and looked around. I was inside a massive car. I looked to my right and saw Owen sleeping peacefully next to me. I smiled.
" Where here." said a voice
"Wheres here?" I Said trying not to sound panicked
" you're new foster home." she said sounding annoyed.
Oh I was at a foster home great. My Mother was dead , and my dad didn't care about me anymore. So much for this being a nightmare.
I picked up Owen and grabbed our bags from the boot.
" Hello, welcome to wall stone foster home, you must be our new arrivals?" a women who looked like she came out of the army a day ago said.
"um yes, Im Emily and this Is Owen my little brother,"
" well nice to meet you," she said not showing any expression on her face "follow me,"
As we walked in side i noticed that all the kids in this place looked like they just got out of jail. I followed the woman to the bottom of the stairs.
" You're room is at the top," she said smiling. I smiled back.
" what about Owen?" I asked.
" He will sleep with the younger kids." she replied taking him from my arms and across the hall.
I frowned, Should I really trust her with Owen? Of course i should she is our new guardian.
I walked down the hall, looking for my room. I stopped at a black door at the end of the corridor.
" hello? is anyone there," I Said knocking on the door.
A tall girl with short black hair opened the door.
" what do ya want," she said with a extremely un-friendly tone.
" I'm your new room-mate," i said casually strolling into the room.
" oh well you can have that bed." she said pointing to the bed by the window.
I threw my bag onto the bed, and just stood there awkwardly.
" names Kayla," she said " and you are?"
" emily," i said.
" i had a friend called emily," she said
" Oh, cool, um where is she?" i replied trying to make conversation.
"committed suicide" Kayla said blankly staring around the room.
" Oh" i said
" yup,"
" well goodnight, " i said , this conversation was getting awkward.
" you to," Kayla said before taking out a cigarette and lighting it.
I had to ask her one more question. I turned to face her.
" How old are you?" I Said as Politely as i could
She looked over at me and replied, " 12," before going back to her cigarette.
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A/N:
ok so I'm trying to make this not at all like a fanfic, but one direction are involved ok?
Thanks!
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foster child ( Magcon and O2L )
Fanfiction( completed ) Emily Robinson is just a normal teenage girl. Her life was normal. Her family was normal everything was completely normal. Until one night her mother occurs in a horrific accident and Emily and her brother are sent to a foster home. Th...
