Runaway With Me

Chapter 1

Waking up every morning at 7am. Looking up at a ugly stain ceiling above me. Can hear my mom yelling at my baby sister, Olivia. She is only 3 years old. Olivia haven't experience walking, because my mom is always interrupting. I come downstairs, knowing that my mom is waiting for me. I enter the kitchen and the first thing she tells me is, "Make breakfast for the family." Not even a good morning from her. After I cooked breakfast, I have to serve the plates to them. My mom is lazy, she can't even cook, clean, work, or even take care of Olivia. That's why I love my dad more than my mom, because he is the good parent in the house; he always makes my sister and I laugh and always find a way to make a family time. But sadly, he comes home at 11 pm, so he don't always be here with us.

Putting on my outfit to go to school and dressing up Olivia to take her to her "Sunshine Daycare Pre-School."My mom doesn't want Olivia to go to school because she doesn't care about her. All she do is drink, do drugs and hooking up with some random guys. Of course, my dad knows all about her, it's just that he doesn't want to leave her... yet. After I take Olivia to her place, I drove to my school. Great, now 3rd period already started.

Parker. He's perfect. His eyes, his hair,and his voice makes him perfect. Now, I'm not good at talking to him. I tried once, but it didn't work out. I sounded like a robot that is running out of batteries. The good thing is that he's single, but the bad thing is that every girl in school are like in love with him. And I feel like I don't exist in his world.

     3:30 pm came by. School bell rings telling us to go home. I drove to pre-school to pick up Olivia. I got home and went online; I search up "FosterHome.com," so that Olivia can live a better life and a better future for her. It doesn't mean I don't love her or care about her, is just that I can't always be there for her. My mom goes crazy and gets aggressive when she doesn't have any more herb. That's why I get scared when Olivia is near her. I finally found her a foster home, and I was planning to drop her off today at 5. I packed her clothes and toys and I can feel my blood burning behind my eyes. I quickly grab Olivia, and took her to the park to hang out for the last time. When we got there, I put Olivia on the swing and started pushing her. From a long distance, I can see Parker sitting by himself. I didn't want to ruin my moment with my sister. I had to sacrifice the view of Parker and take advantage of my sister. Again, my eyes started to tear up; my sister smiled for the whole time. Wishing her smile can last in her future. Finally, 5:00 pm came by. I buckled my sister and took her to her foster home. Meeting the people that will take care of her. I was upset that I had to let her go, but I was happy at the same time because one of the member said, " You can always visit her anytime." I thought I wasn't going to see her again.

      I drove back to the park to see if Parker was still there, and he was. I walked towards him to say hello. "Hey." He said it dry. "I'm not those kind of girls in school." I said. He looked up at me and stood up straight. " I know, You're different in a good way," he said it with no fear. My heart was beating fast but then my mind was telling me that it wasn't the right time to spend the day with him because I literally just drop off my sister to a new home and I'm back here trying to talk to my crush. Again, I had to sacrifice; "Thank you, but I have to go." I said. He nodded and I walked away trying to unlock my car from the distance. "You're not interested in me aren't you?" He yelled from the distance. I looked back at him and he was staring at me. I rolled my eyes and smiled at him to let him know that he's wrong. I finally drove home and went to bed. I tucked myself to bed and I had received a message, " Hey cutie" I knew it was Parker. "How did you get my phone number?" I asked. He said "Who knows" I smiled and we started texting for few minutes. I ended the conversation by leaving him on read; hopefully he doesn't say anything bad tomorrow. I finally rest my eyes.

     You know what I just realized ? My mom didn't say anything about Olivia. That's how you know she doesn't care about her.