Foster + j.j.

xiv.

*alyssa*

It's been three days after my orientation at Westside, making it December thirtieth. I haven't done much since then; I don't know anyone around town and I'm really not up to meeting new people or even going anywhere.

Honestly, I'm dreading going back to school. Especially a new school. I wish school never existed. Not was it only difficult for me academically but it was a fucking bitch for social status. I'm always at the bottom of the social latter. I never had friends and I most likely never will.

Fuck my fucking disorder.

JJ says I can call him a friend because we've seen each other quite a lot in the past few days. I highly doubt that he means it though; I bet he just feels bad that I don't have any friends.

Oh yeah! I call blonde Jack, JJ, now. He insists because it's just easier for when I call either one of them both their heads won't turn.

Jack G is still a self centered moron. If I'm lucky, I'll get a look from him. Well, I bet he looks at me all the time when I'm not. I bet they're all dirty looks. Whatever, he's still a jerk to me.

"Alyssa! Dinner!" Katherine yelled from downstairs.

I think the only time I actually leave my room is to get food and go to the bathroom, I'm not complaining though. Honestly, I've always been independent and never really wanted help from anyone.

I never wanted anyone's sympathy or help. It always felt like I was able to do it on my own. Considering my previous foster parents really didn't give less than a shit about me.

"Alyssa! Get down here!" Katherine called again but this time she sounded annoyed.

Great, what did Jack do to tick her off this time.

I got off of my bed heading downstairs. Once I got there I immediately noticed Jack's bitter annoyed face with his elbow on the table holding up his head.

I sighed and rolled my eyes sitting down at my usual spot at the table.

For most of dinner we were silent. Jack continued to shoot me dirty looks and Katherine kept shooting Jack a glare. I just focused on my dinner mainly poking it around with my fork.

When I cleaned my plate I asked, "May I be excused?"

"Yes," Katherine answered as I picked up my plate almost walking out of the dinning room until she stopped me. "Now go pack."

I stop dead in my tracks turning around, "For what?"

"You're going to LA with Jack and his friends for New Years!" David answered happily.

Did I just hear him correctly?

"I-I'm sorry," I asked uneasy.

"You're going with Jack to Los Angeles, California for New Years," David restated slower.

I looked at Jack, he was furious. Oh, like I actually want to go. I'm not looking forward to meeting more of his friends. He'll just humiliate me more.

"Now go pack!" Katherine repeated and shooed me out of the room.

I put my plate into the dishwasher and ran back upstairs.

Once I got there anger filled me. I ran up to my bed and began to punch my pillow.

I'm NOT looking forward to this!

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