The Next Day

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I woke up the next day, and got out of bed. I looked at my calendar, and remembered that it was the two year anniversary of my parents death. G walked into my room. "2 years." She said quietly. I just sat there on my bed and hugged her. Then I got up, and got my mothers dress out of my closet, handing it to her. "Would you like to wear it today?" She nodded, jumping up and down. "Oh, yes!" I gently pushed her towards the bathroom. "Well put it on then!" When she walked back out of the bathroom, she twirled around, the skirt floating up gently around her. She had put her hair in a side braid, and she looked beautiful. I had changed into a gray sweatshirt with the words "I woke up like this" on it, black leggings, and brown uggs. I also put my hair in a side braid, and put Ari's long hair in a sleek pulled back high ponytail. After getting everybody breakfast, we all walked to school.

The boys didn't bother us on the way, but I knew they had something in store for me. Sure enough, they were waiting at my locker. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the little slut." Cameron said. "Can you guys please just leave me alone today?" I whispered under my breath. Nash shoved me up against the lockers. "Did you say something? Taylor did she say something? I think we need to teach her a lesson." He raised his hand to slap me, but Taylor grabbed it. "Oh, I have another idea. Why was the little slut at the club last night? It fits her personality." I looked down. "Working." Taylor smirked pushing is face close to mine. "Oh, are your parents pulling the rite of passage, work for your own money crap on you?" I pushed him back. "My parents are dead!" His mouth dropped open, but he quickly recovered. "Oh, so is it your aunt and uncle or grandparents then?" I shook my head violently, tears coming to my eyes. "No, I have no one! I have to work to keep me and my siblings alive because I don't want them taken away from me! You'll never understand how hard it is to wonder what you going to tell you sister and brothers. Every single night, Ari, and the twins, they ask me when mom and dad are coming home. I have to lie! I have to tell them that our parents are just on a business trip, That I don't know when they'll be back. You guys just waltz through life getting everything given to you. You'll never understand!"

I ran out the door of the school. Sprinting home, taking ways through alleys so the boys wouldn't catch up to me, I got home, and collapsed crying on the hallway floor. Eventually I got up, and cleaned myself up. I looked horrible and my hair was falling out of my braid. I put my hair up in a messy bun, and got out my phone. I started looking up Child Services agencies near me. I wrote down the nearest place's number and hid it under my mattress. I heard the door open, and looked at the clock. It was only 12:45. Why were the kids home early? "Hey, Brin!" I heard G yell. I rushed down the stairs. G was a mess. She had Ari, Will, and Win clinging to her like koalas. "Their teachers called me. Apparently two high school boys came over to them and told them that Mom and Dad were dead." I clenched my fists, but kept calm. "Let's take this to the family room." We all sat down on the couch, Ari, Will, and Win all in my lap. "Hey, can you guys tell me what the boys looked like?" Will and Win just sat there silently, but Ari whispered, "One of them had a bandana." Taylor. "What did the other one look like?" Ari shook her head. "He was short and had brown eyes and spiky brown hair." Cameron. "Ok, I'm going to call off work today, and we'll just sit here and watch movies and cuddle. Okay?"

Finally Will spoke. "Are they really dead?" I shot G a look and she shook her head. "No, baby. Those boys were just making a mean joke because our parents are away so often." They all nodded looking a little bit happier. We watched Nemo, Mulan, Beauty and The Beast, Little Mermaid, Cars, Toy Story, and Toy Story 2. Then it was about 9 o'clock so we went to bed. I fell asleep thinking about the phone number under my pillow, and what I was going to do about Taylor and Cameron.


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