Frankly, I didn’t know what to say. I could meet the people and if I didn’t like them I could go to foster care, but why would anyone want to move around from house to house?

“Sure, I will meet them”

“This is great! They will be here at Five o’clock. If you want in the mean time, there is a McDonalds across the street, I could give you five dollars and you can get yourself something to eat.”

“I have money”

“Oh, Okay, just make sure your back by five.”

“Okay”

I walked down the hall to the elevator and then out the big double doors. I didn’t know what I felt about moving in with a new family, or even meeting a new family so soon, one that can take the place of my father so quickly. I walked in to McDonalds, noting how cold it was. School is over in a week, the weather was hot and humid, and walking into a cooled place was always refreshing. But today it wasn’t, it seemed like my whole life was turning cold, nothing was going right. I ordered a Big Mac combo and sat down at a table and ate. I stayed there until two o’clock, sipping on my coke. My butt was getting sore from the hard seats so I grabbed myself an Oreo McFlurry and headed back across the street.

“Hello Lacey, you can go sit where you were before, just make sure not to spill any of that ice cream on the furniture.”

I turned on the TV and started watching one of my favorite shows, the Weekenders. I know I’m a little to old to watch cartoons but after school shows are boring, and cartoons catch your attention so quickly. After I finished my ice cream I walked back into Mrs. Rivers’s office and asked her where the bathroom was. She pointed down the hall. I walked to the bathroom and did my business; I had to pee real badly. While I washed my hands I stared at myself in the mirror, trying to see if I was the reason my father died. I wasn’t too bad in the looks department. I was 5’1″ and about 110 pounds. I was the average size for someone who just turned 13. I had strawberry blonde hair that went a little past my shoulders and had a nice curl right at the end. My eyes were like saucers, full of sadness at the moment, and were bright green. My eyes tended to change color, usually a green but they always turn bright, bright blue when I cry, I liked that about my eyes, I didn’t need contacts to make them look pretty. I also had a few freckles on my nose that ran along the top of my round cheeks. I wasn’t developing in any way yet. It kind of made me mad. All of my friends already had there periods and breasts, but I didn’t. The most I could wear was a training bra, but what was the point if I didn’t need it? I didn’t have hair on my legs yet or under my arm pits, but I also didn’t need to worry about using deodorant because I never smelled. Some people thought I was pretty, but I thought I was just average.

After I was done washing my hands I went back to watch TV. When Lizzie McGuire was done I heard the door open.

“Lacey, I would like to introduce to you Mr. and Mrs. Grandee”

A young looking couple walked in and…Oh My God! My Teacher? My gym teacher was the person that was going to adopt me?!