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{Monse's Pov}

"...This is the seventh foster home in two years...I-I hate to say it, but-she might just be a lost cause."

I tap my foot impatiently as I sit on my suitcase, waiting to be dropped off at my new destination. Rolling my eyes, I speak up. "I can hear you, you know," a sly smirk appears on my face.

The statement is true-about me being a lost cause, that is. I'm generally a very cocky person, but even I could admit that there's no hope for me. Not in this system anyway.

Hi, I'm Monse-and you're watching Disney Channel! No, I'm totally kidding. My life is far from a cheesy tv show.

My name is Monse (pronounced like 'Mon-say', don't try too hard). I'm 14 and from California, my favorite color is orange, I have four tattoos (with a story behind each one), and I don't like people. I do, however, like to write-but no one knows that besides me. I ended up in this shitty foster care system when I was 2; and I've been tossed around like a beach ball ever since then.

Which brings me back...

"Oh, Monse, sweetie-I-I didn't mean it like that...I just-"

"No, Ms Shelly it's okay, I get it, no one wants a trouble maker like me," I shrug solemnly, pretending to play the "sad unwanted hopeless kid" card. I did this all the time, mainly because I loved the attention. I had people pitying me, when quite honestly I didn't give a shit about being unwanted. Their noticeable discomfort as they attempted to make me feel better was pathetic and hilarious all at the same time.

Ms Shelly sighed, shaking her head. "Don't say that! You're a....an interesting girl. Creative, strong-you have a lot to offer to the right family! You just, maybe haven't found them yet..or they haven't found you, huh?" She adds with a hopeful smile.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes. Not this b.s. again, I've been hearing it for years.

I don't ever remember there being a quote that says, "12th foster home is the charm!" But hey, what do I know-I've only been here pretty much all my life.

"You're right, Ms Shelly. Maybe this foster home will be different; maybe there won't be any pervy dads trying to cop a feel or moms with drinking problems-or money hungry weirdos. Or who could forget about the Harris family-the snake collectors!" I groan.

She just sits there in silence, twiddling her thumbs.

It's safe to say my experience in foster care hasn't been the best.

"Monse, you'll be alright. You tend to have a-well, not so positive attitude when approaching new people. Maybe this time try not calling your new foster mother a-erm, 'skanky bitch', and then see how it plays out. Just a suggestion."

I burst out laughing, doubling over. Clearly, Ms Shelly is not impressed. I sigh.

"I'm tired, Ms Shelly.."

"What time did you go to sleep last night, dear?"

I just shake my head. She doesn't get it..nobody does.

"No, no, I mean I'm tired of foster home after foster home; I can't win at all. It's like...I'm cursed or something. Nobody wants me."

Suddenly, I cringe as I feel two arms wrapping around my lanky frame. Personal contact wasn't my thing.

"Oh, honey, don't you worry-one day you'll find the right family. I won't stop until you do, but look-you've got to meet me halfway-and promise to try and be nicer to the people that take you in? No more fighting or trying to run away or sneaking into the liquor cabinet-"

"Hey, that's not fair! Ms Julia let me drink with her. All the kids did."

She grimaced, shaking her head. Some people do not deserve children.

"Anyway, this isn't the end for you...I..I truly believe that your life is about to change, Monse Finnie."

Little did I know, she was right.

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Hey guys, I'm Mikayla; the author of this book! I've written other stories on here, but this is my first shot at an On My Block fan fiction (the fandom is growing so I wanted to try writing a story about it) so please give me some feedback on whether I should continue! Thank you for reading & if you have any questions/comments don't be shy, let me know (:

Okay I think that's all-see you soon!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the plot and am not affiliated with On my Block, it's cast or crew. This is fictional and nothing is being monetized-any coincidences are purely coincidental!

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