your problems, our problems

introduction

third person veiw

wilbur, who was placed into the foster care system at the age of 6, has now officially just turned 16 and what has he spent his whole day thinking of? he's spent it thinking of 2 things, 1, how there's only 2 more years left until he can move out, stay out as late as he wants, and how he won't have to go to any more of these stupid meeting his social worker, Jemal, keeps on setting up to try get him adopted even though he knows it'll never happen. 2, how high he wants to get, and how he can't wait to go to meet his dealer later to get a joint or two from him, it is his birthday after all, and he has no one to celebrate it with apart from his social worker but who really wants to do that? all Wilbur wants to do right now is get out of this halfway house he's in and go get high and play guitar, he loves his guitar.

Wilbur works, that's how he pays for his clothes, food, new bedding, washing powder and all the essentials, he works a part time job at a pub about a 10-minute walk from his house, it's a nice pub, decent pay for a 16-year-old, £5.30 an hour for washing pots, it pays for his needs and his joints. hes got today off work but got payed two days ago. his social worker knows he smokes weed, granted he has tried to stop him in the past but has never actually succeeded in doing so, instead he just tells wilbur when he has important stuff coming up and puts any weed he finds lying around in the bin.

after a few minutes of thinking wilbur decided to message his dealer, it was about 1pm so mid-day times so if he wanted anything he would have to walk to his dealer's house probably, which he was fine with, he's done it before, nothing new to him. he waits a moment then gets a text back from his guy saying that he'll roll 2 joints for £10 for him ready to come and pick up within the next hour whenever wilbur wants. without a second thought, wilbur walks over to grab his shoes from the corner of his room and pulls them on then walks out of his room.

he goes downstairs and is greeted by Jamel on the phone, Wilbur whisper-shouts over to him that hes going out for a bit and that he'll be back in about 45 minutes, and Jamel gives him a quick thumbs up and whispers a happy birthday to him then carries on his convocation with whoever he was on the phone to. after he gets the thumbs up, he grabs his coat to protect him from the cold October breeze and starts to walk down to his dealer's house.

(authors note)

Hey guys! that was a little introduction to a new book im gonna start writing, its shit right now but its gonna be getting better and better as it goes on, its based on this family friend of my families who s currently 19 but yeah let me know what u think and if i should carry it on or not