Today was one of the days I get to hang out with Jaeden after he is done with work. He said we have a date 6:30pm, so that I could be back by 8:00pm. Dad's orders, which I am totally fine with.
It has been a week since the last Musical day. Also apparently it's now my job for the next 3 years of highscool to write the Spring Musical. I was bored, it was Saturday, and I'm with Uncle Scott. Oh and we celebrated the day Chris kidnapped me, and I became a foster.
Currently sitting upside down on the couch meanwhile trying to watch agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Scott is just sitting next to me.
"What do you wanna do?" I went to a regular position, and shrugged.
"Alright go get dressed, we going to the dog park."
I ran to my room, to change into my adidas, my mango shirt, and my yellow converse.
I put on my black cap, and sunglasses like I have to now. I look just like any other girl in boston with long brown hair apparently when I wear my hat and sunglasses. Scott already had the dog ready, and we all went to the dog park.
When we got there Dodger was already excited. I ran around with him, cause he was chasing me for some reason. We played tag with the dog, which most of the time he went for me, then I would go for Scott, then Scott didn't know who to get.
Dog tag is fun, after that me and Dodger played tug a war with Uncle Scott. Me and Dodger won, I mean I got dodge. Get Dodge on your side, you're set. We kept playing, until we decided to go home.
We got home, Dodge had some water, and fell asleep on the couch. Mood. Me and Scott went outside to the street, and played catch. Of course moving if we saw a car.
No one got ran over thankfully, so we should be good. I wanted food, so we went back inside, and I wanted to make food.
We ate food, and now I didn't know what to do with myself. I decided to go clean my room. Which I realized I did that yesterday, plus laundry, and already put away my clothes. The bathroom is also clean, cause I always keep that clean.
I went to the backyard, and sat down on the grass criss cross apple sauce, and decided to text.
Dying Hoe:
I'm bored!!!
CANDY ASS:
Oh well. I'm on a date with my mans.
ReallEST Bitch:
And I'm texting Shawn
Dying Hoe:
*GASP*
MY SHIP IS FINALLY HAPPENING. YASSSS. LOVE THIS.
ReallEST Bitch:
When your friend is more excited than you.
Dying Hoe:
Fine be like that.
Cool
CANDY ASS:
😂
ReallEST Bitch:
Why must you not be normal
Dying Hoe:
Cause its boring
Why would I wanna be like other people
CANDY ASS:
Shut up Marisol
You literally always start singing at the randomest moment
ReallEST Bitch:
Its not my fault Hope made the fucking songs catchy
Dying Hoe:
Hahahahahhahahahaha
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Adopted By The Wrong Number: Part 2
FanfictionWhat happens in 2019 for Hope Miller, as the daughter of Chris Evans? (Triggers: sexual abuse, abuse, ptsd, panic attacks, mentions of sucide, mentions of self harm, self harm)
