"Is that the last of it Blair ?"
"Sure is!"
" This time capsule is gonna be great"
"I know it will be we are gonna open it together right?"
"Of course."
"Promise Blair?"
" Promise!___"
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
Another dream about him. These dreams keep becoming more and more frequent. They always end before I say his name though weird huh. Maybe one day his name will come to me. Another day of my horrible life . What can I do though. I get up look in the mirror . Ribs showing and right under bruises that have not yet to heal. I don't even remember who I was before. I just remembered him. I was happy with him. Now I'm here. As I put on my regular clothes just to stuff my work uniform in my backpack. I tip toe out . Quietly slowly not risking making a sound.
" Where do you think you're going?"
" To school mom."
She raises her hand landing a hard slap on my face.
" I'm not your mom , I just have you for charity."
"Sorry ma'am"
"WHY IS IT SO FUCKEN LOUD!"
His voice echoing through the narrow walkway
"Can't you just get your ass to school and make it home so you can clean this house , we didn't rise you for nothing did we."
"Your old family didn't want you so don't make me throw you out too."
I walked out tears falling down my check but no sounds. Instead of sadness rage filled my head. "I'm going to get out of this hell hole", I thought. No matter what I need to find them . My real family. I put on a hat and mask to cover what now is another mark on my face and beginning walking down the long sidewalk. Instead of heading to school I go to work. I work to get out of this horrible so called "family". Kaylin's Cafe here I am. This is weird so many girls lined up outside for the first time.
"Hey boss what's going on why is there so many people here?"
"Some singer/rapper dude is suppose to come or something they've been lining up for a while."
( This is Kaylin my boss , not Afraid to speak her mind and is super honest a real bad bitch if I do say so myself. She found me passing out papers on the street and getting fire from my old job. She took me in. I've been in this cafe for so long now since the start. This is more of a home then my actual house.)
Some rapper huh. Man I probably know him if I had a phone . That's why I'm working here to survive for myself I don't need those people.
"Today is gonna be busy Blair so hang in there."
"Thanks boss I will you too."
It's been 4 hours since we have opened no sign of that so called star and the girls still waiting outside. Kaylin and I bring drinks and snacks out for them offering for them to go Inside but they refuse.
"This so called rapper must be all that for all these girls to wait like this for him" Kaylin said.
" no matter how popular he is he is not making a good impression on me , if you're a star at least be on time for your fans and not keep them waiting."
"Hey Blair go take out the trash won't you."
"Always making me do the hard work huh." I joked
Throwing the trash bag over my shoulder I head out the back door. Opening the door
I-
OUCH
"Sorry I'm so sorry I didn't mean to'"
"That's a hard door" A low voice replied back to me.
"Yeah did I hit a nerve somewhere on your head doors are suppose to be hard haha."
He stands up and takes off his hat. His light brown hair shining in the sunlight. Flashbacks running threw my head. He .. looks .. like .. No it can't be.
"How do I get to the front where the crowd is ?" "Hello." "Lady"
"Oh my bad sorry yes umm you should go straight and turn left."
"Thanks miss waitress that hit me with a door."
He smirks and walked straight like I told him
" Blair what took you so long to take out the trash , he's here."
"Who's here?"
"The star guy , you won't believe it he's so good looking."
I rolled my eyes heading to the front to get a closer looking. Pushing through the crowd Of young girls I saw him. OMG Its him.
"Oh hey Ms. Waitress we meet again." He smiles showing his perfectly white teeth
My eyes widen. I just hit a star didn't I. I totally did I hit him with a door. A DOOR?!? Oh just my luck
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FanfictionBlair is poor and had been abused for years by her adopted family . She has no phone no allowance and is basically treated as an outsider. She does not attend college often to make money and survive. She is quiet and barely has any friends for spec...
