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Skate park, ditching, and detention! Pt.3

Hi again!!! guys, i know this isn't alot, but thanks sooo much for giving me 227 views!!! Please follow me and vote, but if you don't I'm just super thankful that you've actually wanted to read this far! Well, here's part three of Skate park Ditching and Detention!!!

Sophie:

I was only a few feet in the house when Grady (my so called, "dad") yelled at me...

"SOPHIE ELIZABETH FOSTER!!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!"

"What's it to you?" I smirked and Sandor my dog followed me into the kitchen while I grabbed my bag and a half packet of E.L. Fudges.

"Watch the tone young lady," Grady's tone was dangerously quiet, like a snake's hiss. "You better tell me where you've been this whole morning that made you late for school!"

"Why do you suddenly care about me?!" I screamed. Sandor ran under the table and started yapping in his cute little squeaky voice. "You and mom didn't even ask for my opinion before moving HALFWAY across the country!!! Now If you'll excuse me, I need to get to school!" I slammed and ran out the door while Grady screamed.

"YOU'RE GROUNDED TILL YOU'RE 37!!!"

"Yah right," I whispered with a smile "make me!" I got in Keefe's car and we drove off.

Keefe:

I dropped the girl at her house to get her backpack and started to check my emails when suddenly I heard shouting coming from her house.

"SOPHIE ELIZABETH FOSTER!!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" 

I know it isn't polite to eavesdrop... But I couldn't help it, the next thing I knew I was hearing the girl, (Sophie?), shouting.

"Why do you suddenly care about me?! You and mom didn't even ask for my opinion before moving HALFWAY across the country!!! Now If you'll excuse me, I need to get to school!" I stared at the steering wheel thinking, Crud, not her too, her family's just as bad as mine... Suddenly a door slammed shut interrupting my thoughts when her dad shouted 

"YOU'RE GROUNDED TILL YOU'RE 37!!!" 

Sophie smiled smugly and stepped into my car. Hurt and rage stinging the air as we drove off.

"So..." I started. "Your name is Sophie?" 

"yeah" she sighed. "But I go by Foster"

"Well, Foster. What grade are you in?"

"Tenth, you?"

"Eleventh but I skipped a grade." I tapped my head "Photographic memory."

"Oh, same... but I hate it."

"Why?"

She sighed. "My parents died in a car accident... And I was in that car..."

Sophie:

Keefe is a nice person, he's willing to listen and be there. And he didn't wear me down with questions about my family. He just asked questions about my name and my grade, random school stuff. But one question shook me... we were on the topic of photographic memories when I said that I have it... but I don't like it. And he asked, 

"Why?"

I sighed. "My parents died in a car accident... And I was in that car..."

"Oh... I'm-"

But I cut him off, "It's not your fault, so you don't have to be sorry!"

"Still tho..."

"Keefe stop, I hate pity and I don't need it." We were already at school and got out of the car. "Listen, I honestly don't want to talk about my family right now. And I don't need you knowing my back story. So thank you for the ride but I got to go." I grabbed my backpack, slammed the door, turned around, and started walking towards the front office.

"Sophie! Wait!" he started running after me. "I have to go to the front office too... we're both late. And, don't get all sassy on me" His voice suddenly got super quiet and he whispered, "you're not the only one with family issues."

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- CassNicole