VAIPOE

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The sun was shining brightly as it was a new day. The wind shook the trees and I felt it brush my mid-length, straight dark brown hair into my face as I was walking to school. I heard the birds chirping, I had no idea why, there was no need for them to but I don't mind their beautiful sounds none the less. I entered the school building and a couple of minutes later, I heard the bell ring, signaling that it was time to the start our classes.

My first period was Math and I wanted it to end as usual. It's not that hard just that the way you answer these questions in it keeps changing and makes it hard to keep up if you don't practice enough and memorize how to solve them. I try to concentrate as much as I can so I can study it well in order to get good grades but I just kept feeling my eyes get heavy. I didn't sleep well last night and I hoped that that won't affect my attentiveness, but I knew that I would just be lying to myself.

"Miss Vaipoe Sallow, head to the principal's office, it's an emergency." The speaker said. I did as I was told and went there. I bit my lip and felt a lump in my throat. I opened the door and hoped that I am not in trouble and that nothing bad happened or anything like that.

"Miss Vaipoe Sallow, I have no idea how to explain this situation to you, but it must be said." The principle sighed deeply as she folded her arms. "Your adoptive parents have died in a car accident, just an hour ago. I am so sorry for your loss, this must be devastating for you to hear." She said to me disappointedly. I felt sick. My heart beat fast and my hands covered my face. I am shocked but also unsure how to feel about this.
"Do you have any alive relatives that can look after you?" She asked.
"No, I don't." I answered simply.
"Well, I guess we can call CPS and see what they can do about this issue. For now, you may return back to your class for now."

I nodded and left the room. What just happened? What is going to happen to me now that my adoptive parents are dead?

"Just head back to class and you're going to be fine. Don't overthink it." I thought to myself as I tried to calm down. I took deep breaths then entered the classroom. I sat down next to my close friend, Haunui Tehau. Yes, the Haunui Tehau, Prince of Pomiva. My one and only friend. He asks me why I was sent to the principal's office and I told him the news and tried to mask my emotions as much as I can. He asked if he could rub my back and I said yes and he tried to comfort me verbally as well despite me hiding how I felt pretty well, but I guess he saw my tear-stained face and figured that I was upset. I felt so vulnerable and in spite me liking his comforting gestures, I still flinched.

He then suggests that I should first get a DNA test to find my real parents because they might be alive and that may be they had valid reasons for giving me up, that they might take me back to them and take care of me and that this idea might be able to help CPS more. To be honest, I had the same idea in mind, I just thought that they might be dead or that they wouldn't want me and he suspected the same, however, we both thought it was worth a try anyways.

After school finished, I went over to the principal's office and CPS workers were there. "Hello, Miss Vaipoe Sallow. We are happy to meet you, today. We are sorry about your parents but we will ensure you get taken care of soon." One of the workers said.

"Nice to meet you too. I'd like to suggest something for this issue that both me and my friend thought of, as you may or may not know, I am adopted and I have never seen or interacted or known my biological parents. So our idea was to get a DNA test to find out who they are and if they are alive then maybe I can stay with them." I told the workers in the most professional and politest manner I could make out.

"We will consider that and we will come over to your house to see the results. If they are alive, then we must know their financial, personal and mental situation. To make sure you're safe. We ask of you to buy the kit today." The other worker said. "Here is contact information, make sure you tell us as soon as the results come back." I put the small paper in one of the pockets in my school bag.

"Then we will meet again soon. If you'll excuse me, I must go." I said.

With that, I walked out of the school building and started to think about how things are going to go next. It was all so rushed and worrying. I didn't have the time to adjust my feelings about this situation. I never would've thought that something like that would happen. I mean, I know death is bound to come but I didn't expect it to arrive out of no where like this in such a sudden manner. It's not that I love my parents or hate them, it's more or so that I am worried about where I'll end up going. It scares me because I know that global, not just in Pomiva, the foster care system and orphanages don't exactly treat kids and teens in the best way. I tried to play some music to distract myself as much as I can from this and numb my emotions. It was always a habit of mine, but hey! At least it's a good coping mechanism. I just hoped that everything being fine and that I won't have to be in any bad situation but then again, when has everything ever been really fine for me.

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