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.

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9. Truth comes out

I quickly threw my backpack and books into my locker and took off in a speed walk to the auditorium. During my last period Simon had texted saying that the techies were going to be doing something "epic". I wanted to get there as soon as I could to find out what we had planed. When I got to the auditorium I quickly flung the door open and ran down the isle towards the stage. I hopped up on the stage and made my way past the set and leftover wood piles. I found the techies in the back corner. I walked over to Simon and gave him a side hug. 

"Do you want to go to a concert tomorrow night?" Simon asked me. "Mr Smith offered to buy us all concert tickets for tomorrow night. We are going to drive down later today and stay in a hotel down in St George," Simon explained. 

"Yea I would love to go!" I exclaimed but immediately put my hand over my mouth and shook my head. "No. I can't actually," I said as I looked down at the ground.

"What? Why?" Simon asked me as he grabbed my hands. "I would love it if you could come Emmy," he said. I shook my head again. 

"It's just not a good idea. I could get in a lot of trouble," I said. "Iv'e done things like this before." 

"What do you mean? Can't you just ask your mom or dad if you can go? I'm sure they'd be OK with it," Simon said. 

"You won't understand Si," I said. 

"Then help me to," Simon said. "I want to help you," he said. 

I sighed. "Fine, but I can't talk here," I said. I looked around and saw that the other techies were all talking, they wouldn't notice if Simon and I left. I pulled Simon towards the door and out into the hallway. I walked down until we came to the tech booth door. I slowly opened it and Simon followed me. I sat down underneath the stairs and patted the floor next to me. "Ok, what I'm going to tell you, no one knows," I said. 

"Ok, I promise I won't tell anyone," Simon said.

"My parents are dead," I began. "They died when I was young and ever since I've been in the foster care system. I get bounced around from place to place. And now I'm here. My foster mom, Ms Nash, is super strict with me cause my past. Iv'e always been what the system calls a "troubled teen". Most foster homes don't want a kid like me and as soon as I do something then they send me away. My last home I was caught out after curfew. One strike and I'm out," I said. "I just want to find a place that I can stay. I like it here. I like you," I said as I started to cry. "But Ms Nash is abusive. I keep showing up to school with more and more bruises and I make up some lame excuse," I finished. "I don't know what to do."

"That's," Simon started to say something but stopped. "That's horrible," he finished after a moment of silence. He sat down on the flood and gently pulled me down next to him. He wiped some tears away from my face and I placed my head on his shoulder. "Why didn't you just tell me," he whispered.

"Because I thought you wouldn't like me if you found out I was a foster kid," I said as I looked up.

"That's stupid," he laughed. "I would've still liked you, and I still do," he smiled at me. I could tell he was trying to make me feel better. "Hey what your foster mom say if you had a school assignment you needed to get done and needed to stay at someones house?" I was a bit confused for a moment but then realized what Simon was getting at.

"She would probably let me stay out, but she would need confirmation from a teacher or someone," I said.

"Well thats no problem, Mr Smith can call her and say that we need to work longer," Simon said as he stood up and grabbed my arms and helped me up. I stood there thinking. Would that work? I questioned.

"Well it won't hurt to try," I said.

"Wonderful! Lets go have Mr Smith call her right now," Simon said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards Mr Smith's room.

 

 

 

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