Emily's Pov
12?! She's only 12? I though to my self. I wonder what happened to her? I should ask her,
no you should'nt
yes i should
no
yes
no
Oh shut up conscience im asking her, but i will ask her in disguise.
" Kayla?" i started.
"yes?" she said, throwing the cigarette in the bin.
" um, do you want to go get something to eat or something?" i asked trying to tell her that she could trust me.
"sure, let me just grab my book."
Her book? i wonder what she means by her book?
" Kayla, what book?" i asked.
" this one" she said holding up a small, leather pocketbook.
" what's it for?" i asked as we both grabbed our coats.
" just to write my thoughts in." she stated
Wow, this girl does have a soft side, i hope i can help. I mean she's 12 and she's smoking?!
When we got outside we told the administrator where we were going and she told us to be back soon. We nodded and Kayla whistled for a taxi. We hopped in and told the driver to takes us to the neareast cafe.
He drove us up to this cute, little cafe on the corner of the road. we hopped out and made our way inside, it was already starting to get dark.
We obviously couldn't afford anything so we just sat down and played with our figernails.
Kayla was a very pretty child i noticed, she had beautiful medium length dark hair and big blue eyes.
After lots of akward silence, i decided to start up some conversation.
" So Kayla, how long have you been in the foster home?" i said
" ever since i was 5, i was told my parents didn't want me , thats also when i started smoking. i mean i know its bad but it was the only thing that could get my mind of off what i had just heard, and um.. now im sorta addicted?" she said acting like it was no big deal.
I stared at her in awe. This child had been through so much, and i thought i had a bad childhood.
After that ,me and Kayla just sat there in silence.
we continued to the play with our nails , then the bell at the door rang as someone entered, or should i say someones. There were 5 figures all dressed in black hoods. They were obviously famous, unless they were in a gang or something.
They came in and sat down in the booth behind us. Kayla must of noticed them because she started to whisper to me:
" are they famous?" she asked
" yes, i think so" i whispered back
The 5 figures ordered fries and i stared at them hungrily. I noticed kayla was to, im guessing the food isnt that good in the foster home.
Suddenly Kayla stood up and walked over to the table, took a chip, and came and sat back down.
"Kayla!!" i hissed.
" what?" she said, as if this was normal.
" you don't just steal someones fries!!"
" oops sorry" she said sarcastically.
I glared at her and she laughed.
" your glare looks so funny," she said , laughing.
I started laughing to. What can i say? im a contagious laugher.
" Excuse me, why did you take our fry?" one of the hooded figuers asked.
" cause, i was hungry," she said shrugging her shoulders.
" well, get your own food," he said rudely, i mean come on he is talking to a 12 year old girl, i mean i guess she does look 15.
" ok," Kayla said as she got up and took another chip from their table, and came back over.
The hooded figure looked at her like she was dirty, robber. I mean we both probraly looked like that.
" i mean BUY your own food," he said emphazing the 'buy', then he went back and sat down in his booth.
kayla continued stealing chips from them and they kept on glaring at her.
Finally one of them took of their hoods, and came over. He had curly brown hair and dimples.
" do you know who i am?" he said. Does he expect us to know who he is? sheesh someones got a big ego.
" no?" kayla said, which just mad the boy more annoyed.
" idiots," he muttered under his breath.
" excuse me?" i said standing up.
he looked at me and smirked looking me up and down.
" pervert," i muttered and i heard kayla trying to stiffle her laughter.
" exucse me," he said looking angry
" oh, nothing i just said you were a pervert?" i said smirking, as i heard the other hooded figures trying not to laugh.
" well, i guess you wouldn't think we were perverts if you new who we are?" he said smirking.
" i know who you are you're one direction, i actually like your music," i said sitting back down, i didnt want mr pervert checking me out even if he was Harry Styles.
" then why do you hate me?" he asked , as a quesion?
" Big ego much?" i muttered, as his face turned bright red
payback.
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