"Girls, look through your bags to see if you have everything you need!" April said.
"Okay, Mum!" all of us responded to her. I looked in my bag and noticed that I was missing my wallet.
"Guys I'm missing my wallet!" I said. "I'm gonna go quickly home and get it okay guys!"
"Okay! See yeh in a little bit!" Toni and Stella yelled.
"Need a ride?" April asked me.
"No, I got my own car now. I can drive, Mum." I said.
"Well, give Madeline my love." she said. Madeline is my foster mum. Yes, foster mum. My Mum mum died in a car accident when I was 10. My Dad kind of went a little crazy. He killed himself when I was 11. My little sister (15 months at the time) and I had to go into foster care. My little sisters name was Karcy, she got really sick and had to go into the hospital. She was diagnosed with cancer. Karcy lived until she was 2, then she died.
Yeah, I have a really messed up life.
"Course." I said. Then I started out of the door. I got in my car and turned it on.
"I knew you were trouble when you walked in," the radio sang. Taylor Swift was on.
"No thank-you." I said. I turned the channel. Nothing was on so I turned it again. Nothing. I plugged in my phone to the car and played my own music.
"My mind is a warrior. My heart is a foreigner. My eyes are the color of red like a sunset." Ed Sheeran sang. I started singing along while driving. "I'll never keep it bottled up, and left to the hands of the coroner. Be a true heart not a follower. We're not done yet."
~after Grade 8~
"I love that song!" I yelled in my car. No one heard, so it's good.
"Oh misty eye of the mountain below, keep careful watch of my brother's souls." another Ed Sheeran song played (A/N: this song is called I See Fire). I started singing along to it. "And should the sky be filled with fire and smoke, keep watching over Durin's sons."
~after I See Fire~ ~At home~
"Hey, Madeline!" I said.
"Hey, Lola!" Madeline said. I love Madeline. She held her glossy black hair up in a bun with paint splattered overalls (she's an artist).
"L-O-L-Lola!" Blake said. Blake is my foster father. He ran up to me with his . . . really weird outfit.
"What are you wearing?" I asked.
"I was modeling." he said.
"And you messed up your hair." Madeline said. She walked over and started fixing his brown hair.
"I'm gonna go get my wallet." I said. They nodded. I ran up the stairs.
"Hey, Lola!" Sean yelled. Sean was another kid in the foster care thing. There was 8 kids (counting me), just so you know.
"Hey, Sean!" I said. I ran up to him and gave him a hug. He jumped into my arms. He was only 7 so he wasn't very heavy.
"What are you doing back here?" he asked.
"I forgot my wallet." I said.
"Course. Well, see you later, sometime." he said. I set him on the ground and he ran downstairs. I ran to the end of the hall into my room and grabbed my wallet on my dresser.
"Bye, Lola!" Blake, Madeline, Sean, Abigail (another girl in the foster care), Julian (another boy in the foster care), Daphne (another girl in the foster care), Timothy (another boy in the foster care), Charlotte (another girl in the foster care), and Augustus (another boy in the foster care) yelled.
"Bye! Madeline, Blake, Sean, Abigail, Julian, Daphne, Timothy, Charlotte, and Augustus!" I yelled. Then I was out the door. I walked over to my car and got in. I turned it on and my plugged my phone in. My music came on. I started driving until I hit the corner where it came to the road.
"The hell." I said. I got out of my car and walked to the front. There was a boy not older then 24. 23, 22ish. "Oh my god!"
"It's okay! I'm okay!" he said getting up quickly. "Thank the lord it wasn't my car."
"Hold on a second." I said. He looked really familiar. "You're in One Direction."
"Oh god! A fan." he said.
"No, no! I'm not a fan! I'm a fan of Ed Sheeran." I said.
"Oh!" he said. "Well I'm Louis. Tomlinson."
"Lola. Montez. Like the song." I said.
"LOUIS!" I heard a voice say behind. I didn't turn around, me and Louis just stood there staring at each other. "Who are you?"
"Zayn, meet Lola Montez. Lola, meet Zayn Malik." Louis said, breaking the stare. I turned around to this Zayn guy.
"Hello, Lola Montez." he said, holding out his hand. I took it.
"Hello, Zayn Malik." I said.