There was a lot of talking about mister Wayne on the news in the couple of weeks that followed, there were church services held in his and his wife's honour and everyone on tv was crying about him.
He was right this girls home was very nice, but they told me that they could not keep me here much longer because they had no room for me. I was so upset but thought that the next home will be just as nice
I was wrong,
As soon as I got out of the car I saw the large building in front of me it did not look as friendly as the one that I had come from, there were big kids kicking rocks against the walls and others throwing them at windows, I held onto the lady who picked me up the night before as we walked through the large wooden doors and up to a desk that lay ahead. The lady sat behind it was not friendly with a pale angular face, black hair lined with silver strands pulled back into a bun that lay at the back of her head. she wore a white blouse with a black v-neck jumper and a fitted black blazer and a tight pencil skirt that stopped at her knees showing her scarily thin legs covered by black tights. she looked at us over her thin glasses that were balanced on her sharp nose her eyes darting to me. she hastily got up and talked to my friendly lady, I gripped her hand tightly, willing her not to let me go.
Once they had finished talking to each other my friendly lady freed herself from my grasp and left me with the scary one who took me up a winding staircase and into a dark room on the second floor she flicked the switch and the room lit up, the walls were a sickly yellow, adorned with cracks and peeling paint in the corner of the small room was a bed with a red frame and blue and white striped quilt and a grey pillow.
"This will be your room" she barked
"Breakfast is at 7:30am and tea at 6:40 pm I suggest that you not be late" then she turned and left me in the prison cell of a room I took a picture of me with my mother and father smiling out of my bag and pinned it to the wall by my bed. I sat on the bed and it creaked rather loudly.
"Who's the new kid?"
"Dunno, came from miss Poppy's girls home"
I creaked open the door and saw a group of older kids a little further down the corridor, they turned and saw me an older girl rand down to me, she had her auburn hair in two long plaits down her back, a ruffled white blouse and a red checkered skirt.
"Aww she's so cute!" she ran to me and picked me up hugging me.
"What's your name?" she squealed putting me down
"my name's Selina."
"My name is Pamela but you can just call me Pam"
She was interrupted by the other kids walking down the hall to check me out. an older boy with jet black spiked hair looked down at me. Pamela spoke up,
"That's Jason" she said gesturing towards him. Then named the other kids "this is Stephanie" she pointed to a beautiful red haired girl with long eyelashes surrounding emerald green eyes.
"And this is Stan" she pointed to a boy standing next to Stephanie with long red hair covering one emerald eye
"He's Steph's twin"
"That's so cool" I replied "I've never had a brother or sister"
"Aw well we will be your big brothers and sisters ok?" Pam squealed
That night I could not sleep so I picked up whiskers and walked down the hall to Pam's room I could hear talking and see light from under her door I knocked softly three times then I heard footsteps and the door opened a crack and then Pam saw it was me and welcomed me in.
"Couldn't sleep huh? Neither could I on my first night here"
Her room was a similar sickly yellow to mine only she had a multicoloured spotted quilt.
"How come you are here then?" she asked
"I ran away from home" I said clutching my plushy kitten
"Oh" she said "how old are you?"
"Six, what about you? and why are you here?" I asked politely
"Fifteen, and this is Gotham the most crime ridden city on earth, my parents were shot during a bank robbery"
"Oh, I am so sorry"
"Nah, it wasn't your fault. that's a cute kitten you have there, what's its name?"
"Whiskers" I replied passing it to Pam
Before I knew it I had fallen asleep at the foot of Pam's bed and woken to her shaking me gently
"Wake up sleepyhead"
My eyes flickered open to see Pam standing above me
"Breakfast time" she chimed "you really don't want to be last in the queue"
I sleepily followed Pam to the breakfast hall and she told me to sit at the bench and keep her a space, she shortly returned with a plate of Cheerios and a steaming plate of scrambled egg she placed the eggs in front of me and tucked into her Cheerios.
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Wiskers
FanfictionEver wondered why a certain cat burglar roams the streets of Gotham? Well here is the story of the famous Selina Kyle.