Chapter 1

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"Blake!"

"Stop this instant!" I didn't listen, I kept throwing punches, even though the boy was bleeding, I kept throwing them. My own blood dripped onto the guy.

"Blake! Stop!" I heard their footsteps run to me, even then, I didn't stop. It was until someone pulled me off of the fourteen year old. My wrist were held behind me, and I was panting. One of the teachers went to the kid and asked if he was able to hear. I quickly spat out blood. The guy was able to land a hit on my jaw, causing me to bite the inside of my mouth.

"Take the kid to the nurse's office, Blake you are coming with me," I rolled my eyes. I shrugged off the person who was holding me back and followed the assistant principal. Stupid eigth grader, stupid adults. Not giving two shits about me. I was able to hear one final grunt from the guy. I smirked, I was able to get on top of him and just throw punches. The sad part was, he was able to get three good punches on me, my jaw, eye, and stomach. I could taste more blood in my mouth and spat it out. Kids in my school looked at me, but I just glared at them. They quickly turned their heads away. I would have scoffed, but I was known for my silence. The assistant principal and I reached the principal's office, he opened the door for me and I walked in with my head held high.

"Yes Ms. Lincoln, No she did not start it. The kid approached her. She will be suspended though, she could have yelled for help," I rolled my eyes as I sat down. Who would call for help? I thought, It's fight or flight world, and I'm not about to run like a huge wuss. I shook my head. He finally ended the call, inhaled and looked at me.

"Blake, even though it was defense, you still kept on fighting, and once you had the kid pinned down you kept throwing punches after punches. You have to be punished," I crosses my arms and leaned back into my chair, and gave it the 'okay?' look. I was used to this conversation, "You are to be suspended for the rest of the week, is that understood?" I nodded, it was a Tuesday so it looks like I'll get to spend time at "home".

"Usually we have to have the parents come pick you up, but I understand your home situation, and Mr. John shall walk with you off campus, and you can walk home." I got up, and walked away. Mr.John was still outside and started walking. This isn't the first time this has happened.

"Blake, your a bright student, but why do you keep fighting?" Mr.John looked down at me. I didn't react, I was used to people saying this. Suddenly he stopped and bent down to my level. He took out a napkin and took the lid off of his water bottle that he seemed to always carried around. He got the napkin damped, and started wiping the blood off my face. He sighed.

"Please Blake, just stop this nonsense, if anyone approaches you just walk away, get one of us. Please," he pleaded. Mr.John has always been the kind to care for all of the kids here. He got done cleaning the blood and we continued to walk. We reached the gates, and I started walking.

It was time to face the wrath of Ms.Lincoln. I groaned at the thought. I swear that woman hates me. Stupid world. My hands were in my pockets, and I kicked a rock. Somehow the rock managed to hit a pole, and hit me in the shin. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I thought. I just kept walking. After about 10 minutes I reached the orphanage, I looked up at the huge building. Then I looked at the street. A very expensive car was parked, it was a blacke, shiny car.I shrugged. Then I looked back at the building, it was a big building, made out of gray bricks, that have been painted by the artist of the orphanage.

I walked in, I was surprised to not see Ms.Lincoln waiting for me, Instead I was meant by the talking of girls. The teanagers were gushing about how a hot guy came in here, and all the little ones were talking about whos going to get picked. Immediately, a girl saw me. Lindesy saw me. Her eyes went wide, and ran to Ms.Lincoln's office. The little snitch. I sneered, and raced after her.

"Ms! Ms! Ms.Lincoln!" I almost grabbed her, but she had already opened the door, "Ms.Lincoln Blake is here!" I stopped right behind her, and their sat Ms.Lincoln talking to some guy, he looked to be around 26, or 27. Is this who everyone is talking about.

"I can see that Lindsey, you are excused, Blake here, now." I internally groaned. Stupid Lindsey. I entered the office, and man's eyes on me, and sat on the couch to the side of the room, She looked over at the guy.

"I'm sorry Mr.Carter, Blake is one of our trouble makers here, and our only one, now back to what we were talking about. Have you decided-" I laid on the couch, and kinda zoned out. I didn't care about what kid the guy was going to adopt. I just closed my eyes, and tried to sleep. I was brought back to the world when I heard my name.

"Just let me talk to her, could you step outside please," Ms. Lincoln asked the man.

"Yes," he gave her a nod, and walked out. She then looked at me.

"Blake, come here, now," She said sternly, I huffed and rolled my eyes. I got up, and sat in the chair in front of the desk. She handed me an ice pack.

"You have bruising around your eye, it'll probably turn into a black eye," I took it, and placed it over my eye. And luckily was able to get it on my jaw were the guy got me.

"Blake, please, this behavior has to stop," I rolled my eyes, "Blake listen to me, the kids parents want you expelled," She stated. I reached for the notepad and pen on her desk. Then wrote, 'Let them'.

"Blake, I can not, luckily since you didn't start the fight, you didn't get expelled, but please Blake, can you try not to fight," I was furious. I don't like fighting, but the kids always come up to me, do you just expect me to run. No I'm gonna stand up for myself. I just huffed and crossed my arms and leaned back into my chair. She just sighed and rubbed her temples.

"Blake you're getting adopted," My eyes went wide, and my whole world crashed right there...

I'm getting adopted, oh god, please say this is a nightmare.


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