I never really knew about my life before I was adopted when I was 4. I always begged my parents to tell me at least who they are, but no, I'm not old enough for that.
I'm lying on my bed with my green beats on staring at me ceiling. I was trying to think of a way I could track them down. I know the people who adopted me would be afraid I would want to go live with my birth parent if I met them. That's not true. I just want to find them and ask why? Why did you give me up? Tomorrow is my sweet 16 and something that would be sweet is if I got to meet them.
"Maddie come on Tyler's here to pick you up." My mom shouted. "Maddie!"
She ran upstairs and yanked my head phones off. "It's time for school get your butt down there before I ground you. (She's always that mean.)
I grab my bag and make my way downstairs when I see Tyler. I waved. Then from behind him misty showed up. I stopped in a jolt.
"What is she doing here?" Misty and I have hated each other ever since 5th grade when I tripped and my pasta flew and landed all over her. She has made my life hell ever since.
"She asked for a ride today and I wasn't gonna be ruthless." Tyler half smiled.
We walked to the car and misty jumped in the passenger seat.
"What do you think your doing? I sit there. Just cause your here it's not gonna change." I said with anger.
"Come on mads just let her sit there today."
I faked smiled and hopped into the back seat. We drove off. It was quiet the whole way till misty started talking about her new house.
I have never hated someone so much.
