Shabina
Shabina
*beep beep beep beep*
Grogginess slowly took the form of consciousness as I rolled out of my twin size bed. I lazily made my way to the bathroom that I shared with my foster sister Layla. She and I go back a long ways.
Her family abondoned her when she was 5 years old. In a way I kind of envied that. She had gotten to know her family, even if they didn't want her. She has been the sister i never had.
I grabbed a pair of jeans and a cami as I walked into the bathroom. I didn't really have time for a bath this morning, so I decided on the shower. The warmth of the water felt amazing on my back.
My muscles were so sore from the day before, that it was amazing I slept as soundly as I did (I take self defense classes at the gym everyday). Turning off the water, I quickly grabbed my towel and dried off wrapping another around my head.
I quickly threw on the jeans and cami I had brought with me and brushed my teeth as quickly as humanly possible. Dreading, making my way downstairs, I packed my book bag for school.
It is my senior year, well junior year I'm graduating early. All of my friends have said I was being dumb, but I wanted out. I was 18 by the end of the year anyway. I hated the foster system.
It was a wonder me and Layla have known each other for the past 6 years, because every 2, we get moved around. So we don't get attached. Especially to the foster parents. Even though I always hate them.
Making my way down stairs I set my bag down to eat my breakfast. I may hate my foster parents, but I am a bitch if I don't eat in the morning.
My foster mom Mary who I actually don't half mind but still resent started staring at me as if to say something then quickly glanced away.
" You need to be back here by 2 Shabina, you're parents friend is coming by later. She said that it's taken her years to find you but she wants to get to know you. " My foster dad mark told me.
Ugh I hate when he's around he's so formal and has no love for children since he can't have his own.
In his eyes it's biological or nothing , but his wife was desperate for a child so they started fostering.
" Roger that Sarg. "
mark hated when I called him Sarg. I called him that because he was always so serious, and it got under his skin.
" You know ---I would really appreciate it if you could call my Mark or something other than, Sarg., for once..." He stated with a slight hint of despise.
" I know, but it is really too much fun" I smirked and stood up from the table, leaving my plate, and grabbed my book bag.
" SHABINA, CLEAN UP YOUR MESS!" Mark spat, knowing I did it to spark a reaction.
" Can't. Sorry. Gotta go byeee" I said, wiggling my fingers as I waved good bye. Man that was fun. I started my car and headed for school. Little did I know my world was about to get weird....
As most mornings went I arrived at school and ran up to my best friends Matt and storm.
Storm and I have been friends since freshman year, she was the best.
Then there was Matt. He has liked me since the 5th grade, but we have only recently started being friends. We've gotten pretty close this year but he's not as close as Storm is to me.
I over heard her saying the other day that he was going to ask me to the school dance. I'm not sure how I feel about that...
" Hey guys!!!" I screamed as their heads snapped my way and knowing smirks crossed their faces.
Running with agile movements I jumped and tackled them to the ground." Oof, easy there doggie wouldn't want you to break yourself before your big day today "I looked at matt, I hated when he called me doggie.
Just for that * SLAP*
" ok ok I'm sorryyyy. You gotta admit tho you did just tackle us like a dog when their owner has been missing for 30 seconds." Hmph yeah I guess he's right but still!
" Whatever! See you guys in first I have to drop by the office " I said excitedly.
" GOOOOODDD LUUCKKK" they sang in unison from behind me. Weirdos.
" Hey Mrs. Greckle" the receptionist looked up at me with motherly eyes
" hi there dear". She was the mother I wish I had , after knowing me since I came into the foster system she's tried with my social worker to place me in this district.
" So I have a favor to ask" I said with my best puppy dog eyes
she looked knowingly at my little escapade. "Go on"
yes! " So I was wondering... if I could maybe get out early today? My foster parents said that my biological parents friend is coming after all these years to get to know me and I need to stop at the"
"Gym , yeah yeah I know... Go ahead but at least eat some lunch before ok sweetie?" She is truly one of the only adults in my life who genuinely cared about my well being.
" I pinky promise" I hopped up and down and then made my way out . I wasn't sure what this woman was going to talk about, but if she was close to my parents I might as well be on time. *Umph* it was like getting a brick wall as I came out of the office doors, only it was not a wall but a man.
" Sorry didn't see you there little one" he said. His voice was gruff as he spoke, he seemed like he was from the military or something.
Then the most bizzare thing happened as she walked away. The overhead speaker called
" Shabina, early dismissal. You're parent or guardian will meet you in the side parking lot"
my parents definitely don't pick me up from school anymore......And I have my car wouldn't they just call me?
