You Found Me.
three years later :D
I stood
there on my block, looking at the clouds. I heard the noisy bus
turn the sharp corner and stop right in front of me. I jumped up
the stairs and went to the back, to sit with Drew. He smiled at me
and nodded a hello. I nodded back and pressed pause on my iPod.
After the whole thing with that man going to jail, I moved
into a Foster Care building, in the same town as Drew. They wanted
to take me as far away from the hotel as possible. Turns out, my
parents were killed in a car "accident" and my little
brother, who was born when I was kidnapped, lives with me. He's
two years old, and I'm raising him like he's my only
priority.
"How are you this fine morning?" Drew asked,
as we took another stop. His girlfriend, Becky, came on board and
rushed to the back. Her blonde hair was tied back and her bangs
were put in the front. She wore a purple off the shoulder sweater
with skinny jeans. Drew got up and hugged her, falling back into
the seat. He kissed her on the lips and smiled into her eyes. He
was really in love with her.
"Hey.. you!" she pointed to me. You think
she'd remember my name after three years...
"My name is Kory." I reminded her. She nodded
and pretended like she cared. This kid named Opeeta (we call him
Peter) came on the bus. We always laughed and made fun of his name,
saying "OH Peeta! Don't be silly." He was gorgeous;
with blonde hair in a skater style, a six pack, and blazing blue
eyes. We kind of had a thing for each other.
"Oh Peeta!" Becky called out. She gave him a
little hug and he sat right next to me, hugging me also.
"Don't be silly." I smiled and stuck my
tongue out. He pinched my cheeks and traced the scars. Just like he
always did... every morning. Everyone knew the story, so they were
nice to me; except Becky, who thought I would steal her boyfriend.
Sorry honey, but he was my hero before he was your
boyfriend.
Once we got to school, my close friend Skyler (brown
short hair, green eyes, nice body) came up to me and Peter.
"Hey guys!" he said, giving Peter a high
five, and giving me a one armed hug.
"Sup." I pretended to be all cool. He laughed
and waved as he walked into class. I looked down the hallway and
squinted. A man was standing there, with a shiny thing in his left
hand. I rubbed my eyes and stopped.
"Are you okay?" Peter asked.
"Opeeta, Go to math class." I said, pushing
him into the door and walking down the hallway in some sort of
trance. He followed me, staring at what I was walking to. The man
smiled and I stopped short. It was him. He was back.
I screamed and fell to the floor, covering my face. The last thing
I remember, was hearing kids talking about my past, and the
principal, yelling to call an ambulance. Nothing was wrong with me,
I was just scared. So scared I couldn't move.
The figure was gone.
You Found Me. three years later :D I stood there on my block,
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love_music · 1 decade ago
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its soooo goood.(: please continue writing, never stop! you inspired me to write my own story. :D