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I get to class. My usual seat is taken. Taken by Bryce. What the hell is he doing here? I decide not to start trouble and sit in the last open chair. I sat and then the bell rang.

The teacher then starts going over homework. I feel my mind start to drift. I feel emptiness. Mentally and hunger wise. Suddenly, the bell rings.
My next class is Mrs.Sarah's.

I walk into class. I then realized I was wearing CrankThatFrank merch. I hope she won't notice. I sit in my usual seat in the back. Kids start to file in slowly. Class begins.

"Good Morning, class. I hope you guys had a good evening. Today we are just silent reading. You may read a book on your phone if you show me or pick a book from my shelf if you don't have one. Also, Carsen, I would like to speak with you outside."

"Yes mam."

I walk with her outside of the room.

"I noticed your shirt. I'm guessing you know about my sister."

"Yes mam."

"Darling, please relax. You seem very tense. Could you please tell me what is wrong?"

"If you didn't know, I'm foster kid. I got put in a new home yesterday. They are horrible. They are making me sleep in a cramped and dusty attic and gave me a list of 20 chores to do everyday."

By the end of saying that I am crying and choking on my tears.

"I'm sorry love. But this is actually what I want to talk to you about. My sister and her boyfriend are looking to adopt. Frank told me he is going to propose tomorrow. I think you're perfect for them. Not because you are a fan, but because of your interests and calm nature. Is it okay if I tell them about you?"

"Yes. Thank you so much."

We walk back into the classroom.



AN
I'M REALLY SORRY GUYS!!!!!!!
I wrote the first paragraph and then got writer's block.
I got braces this morning and they hurt really bad.
Listening to a random playlist on spotify called calming twenty one pilots.

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