Hope

Kasey's pov.

I squirmed away from him.
"I-I've got to go." I backed away.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" Harry began, aproaching me.
"Please just let me go."
"Kasey, let me help you."
"I don't need help." I avoided his piercing green orbs.
"Well.. Just let me drive you home at least." He persisted.

Home? What is home? Sure you call it a kids home. But it's no home to me. Where do I belong, who am I?
I just need to get away. To find out.

"I have no home."

Janet's pov.
This cuppa couldn't have come sooner, and more paperwork, and I'm sure my head would have exploaded.
I sunk into my chair, bringing the hot warm cup to my lips-
The phone starting ringing.
I groaned.
"Who dares bother me now?" I sighed, "OK,OK!" I laughed, picking up the phone.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hello, this is Bradford school, we are calling to report the absence of Kasey Parks, Is she ill?"
"No, she should be there." I rubbed my forehead. Kasey? She wasn't one to bunk off school.
"I'm sorry can you hold for a moment , I'm going to check with her teacher if she's in."
They must have got it wrong. I checked Kasey's file for any reports of running away.. Nothing. I saw some disturbance in one of her foster homes, though-
"Hello, yes I can confirm that she isn't in school." I jumped.
I hung up.
This was bad, very bad. I could loses my job for this.
Think Janet, did you see her this morning?
Oh god, I just cannot remember!
I went through the kitchen and something caught my eye. Leftover breakfast. It hadn't been touched.
I ran upstairs.
"Kasey?" I yelled. No response. I could hear my heart pumping now.
I flung her bedroom door open.
"Kasey??" Oh god.
I checked in her wardrobe. Half of her clothes were gone.
I got my mobile and pressed the three numbers, my hands shaking.
"Police emergency."
"I'm calling to report a missing child."

Sally's pov.

I giggled as he whispered in my ear. This is the funniest English lesson I've had in a while.
"You two be quiet back there!" Miss Spring glared at us.
She glanced at Sam.
I shut up. He'd go crazy if he ever found out about us.
But I saw that he was glowering at us.
Nervously, I edged away from Michael, and tried to ignore him for the rest of the lesson.
When class finished I sped out.

Michael's pov.

What was wrong with Sally? She had ignored me for the rest of the lesson.
I was trying to catch up with her when I heard my name. I looked around, it was Sam and his stupid little gang.
"Oi Loser." I hurried up, the coach would be here soon.
"Don't fucking ignore me pretty boy."
"What do you-" I was cut off y a hard hit to by stomach.
Sam and his gang started kicking and punching me.
"Stay the fuck away from my girlfriend. I'm giving you one chance, I will kill you next time."
With one last hit, he and his gang left me.

Sam's pov.
"I will kill you next time," I spat.
Stupid little nerd boy, who does he think he is, that's my girl, my property.
That slutty bitch is going to get what she deserves, how dare she flirt with him like that in front of me. How can my mates respect me if I just let her fling herself around, she embarrased me.
"Bye guys," I walked off.
"Hey Sam where are you going?"
"I've got to be somewhere.. bye!" I hurried off.
Her coach wouldn't have arrived yet.
There she was, waiting at the bus stop, alone. I walked up to her, fuming.
She saw me and started smiling.
"Hey Sa-" I slapped her across her fake face.
"Sam, why?" She started shivering and crying.
"I'm warning you, don't you dare go near that little piece of shit again, you stupid little bitch."
"I'm s-sorry."
"You disgust me, just get away."

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