Behind The Scenes

Em is that foster kid that moves from house to house. She's labeled as one of those troubled teens and moves around a lot. But when she moves to a new school and falls in love with Simon, she might just have to leave him behind.


5. Red

Simon dropped me off in front of the foster house. I had stayed out too late and I was sure that I wouldn't get away with it. I was suppose to be back by 9 and it was already 10;13. After playing base tag with the techies, we all decided to go to Cafe Rio for dinner and then Simon's car broke down and blah blah blah. I had a good reason to be late but I was sure Ms Nash would say other wise. I gave Simon an awkward hug since we were still in the car and got out. I walked up the steps and waited until Simon was down the street before I jumped off the porch and headed towards the backyard. I jumped over the fence, I would've opened it but it would've squeaked. Then I went towards the low part of the roof. I jumped up and hauled myself up onto the roof and then quickly moved towards my room where the light was turned off. I quietly slid the window open and slipped inside. I was quite impressed with my stealth  I quickly pulled out my sweat pants and my sports bra and stripped down and changed. Once I was in my sports bra and sweat pants I slowly opened up the door to go to the bathroom. The hall lights were off and I figured that Ms Nash was asleep. I walked towards the bathroom and the end of the hall and slipped inside. I quickly finished and then slipped back out and ran into something. It was Ms Nash.

She held a large flashlight that she shone in my face. I could see, even in the dim light, that her face was red with anger, I looked down at her. (I was taller than her, but then again it wasn't a very hard thing to achieve). She grabbed my arm tightly and began pulling me down the stairs. She walked me into the kitchen and practicably threw me into a chair. 

"Where were you?" Ms Nash demanded. 

"I was just out with some friends and his car broke down," I said 

"You were with a boy?" Ms Nash put emphasis on boy. Her face seemed to grow more red. "You aren't allowed to hang out with boys alone," she snarled at me. 

"what? Since when?" I demanded. "That has never been a rule!" 

"Don't use that tone with me," Ms Nash snarled again. "And as long as you live under my house you will follow my rules!" she yelled at me. 

"Your not my mom! You can't tell me what to do!" I yelled back and believe it or not her face got even more red. She then gabbed my arm again and started pulling me towards the basement door. She pulled me down the stairs and threw me on the ground. For such a short lady she was strong. I landed hard on the concrete. I felt something wet on my knees and then it started to run down my legs. Blood. 

"I knew you would be trouble!" she yelled. "Now stay down here!" 

"If you knew I was going to be so much trouble then why did you agree to take me?! I was perfectly happy where I was!" I soon regretted that. Ms Nash came roaring towards me and slapped me right across the check. It stung. I never knew that she could hit that hard. Then she went stomping up the stairs. I heard her shut the door and then lock it. 

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