She's Wild

Chapter 1: Pilot

Chapter 1: Pilot

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I awake suddenly to the sound of my alarm clock blasting through the room. I take a look in the mirror, my hair is frizzy and untamed. Dried up drool lays on my chin and my once beautiful crystal blue eyes has turned completely dull over the past few years.

My foster parents are poor, we live in a two bedroom house, no basement or upstairs. And everyday the only thing in the fridge is a bag of peaches and a pack of cheap off-brand water bottles which doesn't matter; it's water.

At my old school people always called me a loner, stayed away from me because I was apparently "too stubborn", I loved it though. I loved having no friends or all these side conversations. If I don't know you, then there's really no reason to talk to each other. Like I'm never going to see you again or speak to you.

Picking myself up from my thoughts I head towards my closet and pick out a cute simple outfit, today is a huge day for me. I'm moving, again. My foster parents can't take care of me anymore, but I'm thankful for them trying their hardest. They gave their everything just so I could live a decent life.

I quickly throw on a pair of clothes and take a comb through my hair. "Wild?" I hear my foster mom's voice, I hastily whip around with wide eyes as she walks close to me.

"Ah, your lucky leather jacket. You hopin for a good foster home?" She asks and rubs my arm as she struggles to keep her tears in. This is my foster mom, Maria, she was always there for me when I needed it. She never spoiled me, obviously we were broke. But she had to pay for two kids, me and my foster brother. That kid is indeed a demon, he sleeps in Maria's room with her husband.

My foster dad and I have actually never spoken to each other. I've been here with them for around 4 months until a new better foster home was found for me. I've never made an effort to bond with him and neither did he, we never connected with each other in any way.

"Maria, this home was a perfect fit for me. Thank you so much for all that you've done, I'll miss you." I smile warmly as I watch her tears spill out of her eyes, her long brown hair was pinned up into a bun and her bright green eyes held golden specks in them. This happens whenever she's sad or upset, gold flakes crowd her green orbs with can memorize anyone within a few seconds. I instantly knew I'm going to miss her the most.

"Oh hun, you give me a call anytime, okay?" She sobs wiping her damp cheeks.

"Promise." I nod and start packing the little things I had. My foster worker is basically my real mother, Terrance. She's the motherly figure in my life and always tries her hardest to get me the best foster parents.

Maria led me to the porch where Terrance was waiting for me, "Are you excited Wild?!" Terrance jumps grabbing both of my arms and smiles widely in my face causing me to laugh at her childish actions.

"Yes I am!" I say with just as much effort as her, Terrance giggles and helps me into the car with my single suitcase. After our goodbyes with Maria and fighting over the radio I choose to plug my earbuds into my ears. Having an old crappy flip phone doesn't exactly let me listen to my favorite rock bands so I just keep a pair of earbuds to block everyone else out, even if there's no sound.

I'm so tired of moving from house to house, they always say at least I have a roof over my head. The roof over my head is indeed a blessing, but it's hard to be happy when you're constantly switching your comfort zones. It's harder for me than others, I have slight insomnia and androphobia which usually limits my happiness below the bar.

My androphobia basically means I have a huge fear of men, they all meant danger to me. That's why my foster dad doesn't speak to me, it took me a long time to get used to him and Damian my foster brother. I've mainly been homeschooled my whole life because of the androphobia.  I've gotten depressed over the years from moving all over the place, and the androphobia is a huge culprit.

"We're almost to Florida!" Terrance giggles drawing me from my thoughts, I notice how she pulled out my earbud just to tell me that causing me to audibly groan.

"It's already been two hours?" I ask turning in my seat.

"Yep, we've been driving for three hours actually." Terrance winks.

"Okay there's no way I zoned out that long." I roll my eyes and look at the time on my crappy flip phone, I had zoned out for three hours. I didn't think I zoned out that long.

I start to shift uncomfortably in my seat. "Who are they like?" I whisper in the silence of the car.

"Your new foster home?" Terrance asks. "Yeah."

"Well, there's one little girl and her mom. They wanted to adopt but chose you. No boys." Terrance adds at the end causing me to break into a huge wide grin.

I sigh thankfully, this was always a blessing to hear. Every foster home I had contained at least one male in it. And everytime I had to adjust to it, this relieved a ton of stress off of my shoulders.

"Thank the lord." I smile, looking out the window and watching the whole world pass by.

The skies were a baby blue which always gave me a happy feeling, the buildings were tall and close together like the ones in Detroit. I smile to myself and close my eyes, letting myself fall into a dark void.

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