The school informed me that I should go to a foster home. All I know was foster home is weird and crazy. I don't want to stay there. I won't.
After I returned from school, I recieved a phone call from an anonymous.
"Hello?" I asked nervously. "Who is this?"
"Eleanor, This is your aunt, Beth. Remember?"A familiar voice answered. It wasn't Ashton nor Michael. Not even Tris (hey i remembered dis bitch). It was my aunt Beth. "I was informed that mother died and you will go to a foster home?"
"Yes." I said.
"So I decided to come home tomorrow and inform your school. What gift do you want?"
"Uh... anything."
"Oh okay. I need to go. Bye, Eleanor."
I was expecting a call from Ashton. Yes, being called by a relative is awkward but at least I won't move to a shitty foster home.
Ashton said he would call but, no. All I want is a simple call from him. Or even voicemails.
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"He breaks promises, El." Michael rolls his eyes. "The band broke up because of him."
"Really?" I said. "I wasn't expecting that."
"So do all of us."
We were standing infront of the coffee shop. I began to think about forgetting. Forgetting everything we had. I think of moving on.
"probably you should move on?" He suggests as he drinks the cup of latte. "I can help."
"How?"
He stares at me. Then holds my hand. "I'll try."
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short shitty chapter Dx
