New Girl at the Dumping Ground

Chapter One

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Madison Waite was a typical fifteen year old girl. She cared a lot about her appearance, enjoyed shopping and buying clothes and listened to music by people like McFly and Ed Sheeran. If you were to pass Madison in the streets, then it would be easy to mistake her for any other teenager. But Madison wasn't like every other girl out there. Madison was part of the 'Unwanted'. Children that had no place in the hearts of their parents. Children who weren't lucky enough to have family.

Madison couldn't tell you why she was in care. She didn't know what she'd done to deserve being shunted from care home to care home. She kept being told that it wasn't her fault that she didn't fit in, but it made her wonder that if it wasn't her fault- then whose fault is it? 

As a care kid, she didn't really get a say in where she went. If a placement didn't work out, or if she wasn't getting along with the other children in a Home, then her social worker would come and collect her then take her somewhere new. Simple.

This was why, on a rainy Saturday morning, she was up at the crack of dawn, packing her stuff into the boot of a battered silver Ford Focus. Her social worker, Mary, gave her a small smile as she stormed her way out of the house she had been living in for the past 4 months. 4 months. Madison thought that it would be the last move. She thought things were going well with the new foster parents.

That was until they had asked her to change her surname. It was such a trivial thing to have an argument over, and she understood why they wanted her to do it. They wanted her to be one of the family. But Madison wasn't ready to do something like that. The couple who had fostered her had tried to force her to do it, even getting all of the forms and filling them in. All they needed was a signature from her. The whole thing had freaked her out. She didn't want to lose her surname. Her surname was the only thing she could use to find her parents. The parents who had never been a part of her life but she somehow felt that she knew them. 

Anyway, they tried to force her to do something and it resulted in her lashing out and breaking a vase that her foster mother had loved dearly. One phone call later and her social worker was on her way. 

"You didn't have to get so angry, Madison."  Mary sighed as she got into the driver's seat of the car. "They wanted to make you part of their family. Why is that such a bad thing?"  The social worker asked her, glancing at Madison in the rear-view mirror. 

Madison rolled her eyes and slammed the car door shut. "You know exactly why it's a bad thing, Mary. So spare the lecture." She replied innocently. "I didn't want to and they kept pushing me. It wasn't fair. They weren't right for me anyway. I just needed a way to get rid of them without hurting their feelings. This gave me the perfect excuse."  She stated, although it was a lie. She had thought that this placement was perfect for her. It was a shame that the argument had gone too far. 

"Anyway.."  Mary started the car and pulled out of the drive, waving at the couple who were standing by the door of the small cottage that Madison had called home for the past 4 months. "You're going to have to go to a new Care Home because your old Home is full. Somebody else took your place and they didn't think you were coming back this time." She explained with a a slightly annoyed tone. Madison could tell that she was getting bored of having the same conversations with her. "It's called Elmtree House. I think you will like it very much, Madison." Mary stated in what she assumed was a reassuring tone. 

"Whatever, Mary. I'm so past caring. It will be exactly the same as all of the others." Madison rested her feet on the back of the driver's seat and pulled her phone out of her pocket, plugging her earphones into it and pushing them into her ears in an attempt to drown her out. 

Mary sighed heavily and focused on the road ahead as Madison hummed along to a song by her favourite band, McFly. 

A few hours later, Mary pulled up on the driveway of a larg, old-fashioned house. She leaned back over the chair and pulled Madison's headphones out. "We're here Madison." She stated, smiling at her excitedly. "I really think that you're going to like it. If you just give it a chance." She repeated the words that she said at the beginning of the journey- and during the journey. "Promise that you will be on your best behaviour?" She pleaded with the teen girl. 

Madison climbed out of the car and nodded, slinging her bag over her shoulder. "I promise." She gave Mary a innocent smile before following her up the drive. The nerves started to get to her as Mary rang the doorbell. She heard various people shouting from inside and rolled her eyes. "Home sweet Home." She muttered under her breath as she waited for somebody to open the door.