My Green leaf

My last foster home

" Here kid this is your dinner sit down and eat up," a women with red hair and green eyes little cubby and very rude said to me.

" Excuse me I have a name ", I said back.
" Hey don't sass talk me I work day and night to surve your lazy a** so stop acting like a now it all and eat your damn food ," she yelled at me.

I plopped down in my chair looking at the disgusting canned soup that laid there. She glared at me making sure I ate her damn food . I took a couple of bites . I slurped it down in disgust. I though I was going to vomit .

After dinner she gave me a blanket and I slept on the couch in her living room.
" Hey no Getting up and running away or getting into the kitchen looking for food," she demanded .

I nodded yes and sunk into the blanket. I could see a street light though the window .I wonder if my real parent made mistake by putting me in her. Truly it's a night mare . House after house . All the horrible food and care . The only reason people take me in is because the state pays them money.
I need to get out of this system and find my real life.

my eyes began to shut and I dozed off into my night meats waiting for me.

The next morning I woke up early. the women came in and said "get up you have school. "

" What when did I have school," I asked.
"Hurry up kid I gutta get going soon hurry your a#* up."she said angered.

She dropped me off and went into the school. we entered the principles offices and she sat down .

" Hi welcome you must be zaimara Hanachi are new student ." she said while sitting down.

"Hi I am Courtney whithe, her foster gurdient . I am just dropping her off and making sure she got things figured out. if there's any problems just call . " She said writing down her cell.

She exited the building and I got all my stuff. My locker books and binder. Some office helper showed me around then to my classes. I walked in slowly, the door creeked. A room full of students eyes gazed at me while I walked in. That's when the whispering began.

A women with short drown hair and olive green eyes strood tall in front of me .
"Hello I am mrs. staring your math teacher. and how might you be. she asked with a grin.
" I am zaimara Hanachi ," I said shyly.
"Welcome to are class you can go sit next to.. umm.. huh ha mr. Bricwell also now as Zackery. " mrs. staring explained.
" mrs .staring it's just call me Zack please ." He bagged.
She put her fingers to her mouth shhh ing him. I sat down near the window side. we got are math work and began.

Authors note .. so I am trying something new little less fantasy still some in there but both as much . Tell me what you think should I stop or keep going with this story please let me now thanks .