Chapter 4: Angelica
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At the end of the day, I went to the library and sat down at one of the tables. I waited for Jayden for about 30 minutes.
I was about to get up and leave but saw him walked in.
"Hey, you're late." I said.
"You didn't tell me what time so I took my time."
Right…
"So, what we learnin'?" He asked.
"First of all, you're the one learning."
"Yeah, whatever. I don't care. Spill."
"Okay. Math?" I asked.
He shrugged nonchalantly and sat down.
"I don't care." He says, putting his feet on the table and leaning back comfortably in his chair.
I sat back down and crossed my legs.
"I guess I'm teaching you Math." I said.
It's been 10 minutes of tutoring him.
"What is x?" I asked him.
He shrugged. "I don't know."
I closed the book and said, "Jayden, you have to listen."
He leaned in closer to me. "Why do I have to learn about exes anyways?" He raised an eyebrow.
I backed away from him. "It's not exes, it's just x."
He took out his phone and started texting.
"Jay, it's only been 10 minutes and you're already on your phone?" I said.
"Yeah, oh s**t. I gotta go."
He got up and left before I could even say anything.
I went outside and called Brett to pick me up.
He came and I got inside the car.
"How was uh.. tutoring.. him today?" Brett asked. "That was quick."
"He didn't listen." I answered.
"Of course."
We got home and I went straight up to my room. I didn't really feel like listening to insults.
After being in my room for about an hour, I was actually getting really hungry. I just remembered that I had just an apple today for lunch.
I went downstairs and opened the fridge.
But then the doorbell rang.
I opened it.
It was a girl who look like she was the same age as me. She had blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Hello." She says.
"Uh hey." I said.
"Is this the foster home?" She asked.
I nodded my head. "Yeah."
"Oh."
She came in with her bag and luggage.
"You are..?" I asked.
She put her bag down and took out her hand.
"Oh, I'm Angelica. I'm new here." She told me.
I shook her hand. "I'm Mallory."
We released hands and she looked around the house. "Wow, this foster home is huge. The one I was in was a bit smaller than this."
"Yeah. Who's your foster parents?" I asked.
She took out a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to me.
I took it and read it.
"Oh! Your foster parents aren't here. The foster parents here are always away." I told her. "But it seems like your foster parents are-"
"Yours too?" She cut me off.
"No. My friend Brett's." I said.
"Who's Brett?"
"Hey Mallory." Brett said. "Who's that?"
Angelica turned around and saw him. She pointed at him. "He's.. he's my foster brother?"
"Yeah."
Angelica went up to him and took her hand out. "I'm Angelica, your foster sister."
He shook it. "Hey, I'm Brett."
"Nice to meet you.. Brett."
"Uh.. I'll take you to your room.. Angelica." I offered.
She turned around and smiled. "Yeah."
We went upstairs and I showed her to her room.
"Wow, it's so nice and big." She said.
"Yeah."
She sat down on her bed.
"Let's talk." She said.
"There isn't really that much to talk about." I fixed my glasses that was falling.
"Come on." She got up and closed the door behind me. "Ask me."
"Ask you what?" I asked.
"Questions. I want to get to know you."
The door opened.
"Hey, Mallory." Mina said. "Who was at the door?"
This was the first time she's spoken to me in a long time.
"Angelica. She's new." I told her.
"Oh." She said. "I recommend you not hanging out with her, Angelica."
"Oh my god! What are you doing in new girl's room?" Rev exclaimed.
"Let us talk, alright?" Angelica said.
"Whatever." They said then closed the door and left.
"Who are they?" She asked.
"The one in the dark brown hair is my sister, Mina and the red hair is Rev, her best friend." I told her.
"Oh. Why are they such bitches? Especially your sister?"
I shrugged. "They bully me and hate me."
"Well.. they're dumb then. You seem like a cool girl."
"Thanks."
"Anyways.. why are you here?" She asked. "Sorry for asking you like that."
"I honestly don't know. My sister and I just got put in here because maybe our parents don't want us?"
"I don't think that's true, Mallory."
I shrugged. "How about you?"
"Well.. the previous foster house that I was at before.." She started to say.
"Yeah?"
"I.. had s*x with my foster brother.." she told me.
"Really? What?"
"Yeah, apparently that isn't 'allowed'."
"Well.. I saw the way you were looking at Brett. Sadly, he's your foster brother."
"Oh yeah, Brett. He's so hot. Is he your boyfriend?" She asked.
I shook my head. "No. We're just really good friends. Besides, I've never had a boyfriend."
"Have you ever had s*x before?"
"Look at me." I said.
"Ou! I know!"
"What?"
"I should give you a makeover!" She said.
"What? No.."
"Aw! Come on, Mallory! It'll be fun!"
"Yeah, for you." I said.
"Please?"
I shook my head. "That isn't a good idea."
"It’s the best idea!”
I nodded my head slightly. "Hm..."
"Come on... let's do this."
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