Monday, July 9, 2007

The first chapter of my story very interesting
I didnt plan on jumping out of a moving car, and I deffinatly didnt plan on landing in a cow pie. Its just that Fred wasnt listening when I said I really, really didnt want a new family. Freds streaky gray hair flowed down the back of his tie-dyed shirt and his voice was classic social worker. "Theres your new school," he said "Its small, Homey, You'll make friends fast." But I saw the squat, light-brick building in a different way. Small schools are cliquish and nosy, and theres not a lot of space of difference. And me I was different. Not to mention that I'm totally urban. so when I saw the firld full of cows right next to the school I lost it and jumpedFortunaltely I was wearing my leather jacket and jeans so I didnt get scraped up by thestrands of barbed wire I flew through and im not totally stupid I grabbed Freds Cell beforehand. My plan was to call Nate, my boyfriend back in the city where i so fully belonged and get him to beg borrow or steal a car and come rescue me. The cow pie gunked up my plans. "Euew" i screamed and knelt there in the tall grass trying to wipe off my jacket. It was the most expensive thing I owned. A gift from nate. Behind me I could hear Fred's old ford screecheing to a halt. "Are you okay?" asked a girls voice above me. I looked up to see a line of girls dressed in workout clothes. They were leaning over the fence that separated the school from the cow pasture, squinting in the late-afternoon sun. Fred came panting up behind me. "Trinity" "WHat do you think you're doing? You could have been killed, and just when-" he squatted down in the tall frass beside me. "Are you alright?" "Im fine" I said "She landed in cow crap!" giggled on of the firls. "Dont talk trash" said another girl. I rolled my eyes. If that was trash talk, This place was even more backward than I'd thought. "Trinity" fred said, taking hold of my clean arm, "get back in the car. You know I'll have towrite an incident report about this." "And get me sent to saint helens?" I asked.
That would be cool. Saint helens home for girls was in the same neighborhood as Nate. "In you dreams" Fred said "Come on , back in the car" Flag team line up competition is one week away!" came a voice behind the line of girls. I sighed and headed back toward the car, letting fred fuss with a little scrape on my knuckle while I used his bandanna to wipe of my smelly jacket. After we were inside fred started driving again but he was at least taking me more seriously. "Trinity, listen to me, this family is perfect for you. Whats more Susan is interested in adopting you if everything works out well" "Yeah right" I knew tat would never happen not at my age. I'd been to enough adoption picnics to know that adoptive parents wanted a cute baby to hold not a forteen year old with brown skin a 36-b and a belly butten ring. "I thought you liked Susan" Fred ct off the main road and turned right in between two fielfds. A pickup truck drove by and the driver gave us a little wave. three fingers, toot toot of his horn. Where I was from that would have been a gang signal. "Susans fine" I said "Its not that" "She thinks youre more than fine" he said. "Shes very impressed with your academic achievements and she thinks she has a lot to offer you. Shes a lawyer you know." "Yeah big deal" My regular social worker had already given me the lowdown on how Susan works a lot in family court, and thatwas why she got interested in foster care. Susan had come into the city to meet me a couple of times. she was a real business woman, all suits and sesible shoes and she talked smart. Nice enough, but I didnt want to be her good deed for the year. We were getting closer to the house I could tell from how fred turned onto another even narrower road. My hear started pounding harder. This was really going to happen and I didnt want it to. I just wanted Nate so he could wrap his big arms around me and tell me everthing would be okay. But there was somehting else I wanted even more and because i was pushed into a corner i blurted it out. "I dont want a new family, I want my real mom" Fred glanced over at me. "Trinity thats not going to happen." "Why not? If she knew the Holmsteads put us all out on the street shed take me." The holmsteads had been my foster parents for five years. It was nothing great but it wasnt bad. Fred shook his head. "She couldnt take care of you. She woud want nothing more than for us to find you a permanent adoptive family." He turned into along dirt driveway. We approached a big white house. The front poarch had rocking chairs and a swing. A couple of big trees stood in the yard, and a old volvo was parked beside the house. Balloons bobbed on the front porch railing and a computer generated banner read "Welcome Trinity." That made me feel funny. Sort of happy in the babyish part of myself because id never had birhtday parties and all that, and when I was a kid, i'd really wanted to. But it also seemed kind of fake. Susan didnt know me and she didnt know how it was all going to work out so why act like everything was beutiful. And the front door was opening, and there was Susan plus a teenager about my age. Oh yeah her REAL daughter. She'd been too busy with all her social activities to meet me when Susan had. They ewre both smiling and waving. I felt like I might get sick. Everything was moving along faster than the race car video games Nate and I loved to play but I was going in the wrong direction away from what I wanted and toward what I didnt want.

Thats the end of the first chapter wait til later for the second chapter!


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