evermore {Taylor Swift AU}

~5~

Harleys POV

I've been with this foster placement for 6 months now and I've hated every moment of it.

"So Harley, how are things at home?" Miss Miller said as if it were something exciting.
Do I tell her? Can my energy not show it?
I hold my breath and try not stutter.

"I-it's f-f-fine I guess," I said nervously. Dang it.

"You seem a bit nervous, is there a reason," she questioned me again.

"N-no, i-it's j-j-just a bit..." uh oh... I paused and I felt my throat filling up. It was like slow motion. It was projectile. All over the walls, just missing her by an inch. Man that was bloody...

"Honey? Are you alright?" Miss Miller asked me concerned.

"Y-yeah I-I'm f-fine," I said with tears in my eyes. I wish that stutter would stop.

"Uhm? Is that blood?" She questioned. Oh no.

"I-it's f-food coloring, f-f-rom this m-m-morning, yeah, red pancakes," i covered for myself. Thank god that my stutter is going.

"Oh? Okay?" Miss miller looked confused.

"We do it for fall leaves, I felt sick earlier, might be the dye, I'll be fine though," I laughed it off.

"Alright, so, how's the home life?" Miss Miller asked again putting me in a trance.

"Harley," She warned again.

"Oh sorry yea, it's not bad, but it's not my favorite, my two middle brothers are kinda jerks but my brother above me is my best friend." I said with a grin. Actually I had a big smile and a warm heart on the inside when I said that.

"And your oldest brother," Miss Miller asked again.

"He's okay, he picks on me sometimes, but he's nice," I said, not completely lying but I was covering for myself again.

"And your parents?" Miss Miller asked and I got chills when she said it. Do I be straight forward.

"Honestly I don't really talk to Mrs and Mr. F, I kinda just go about my day," I insisted with a shrug.

"So would you say they're playing the good parent role?" Miss Miller asked me. I thought about it again.

"Honestly for parents they're not my cup of tea, no offense," I said and she looked at me with many questions in her eyes.

"What makes you say that?" Miss Miller kept bombarding me with questions.

"They just don't acknowledge me you know? Like as if I were blood, I just don't see myself with them," I said. Yeah that was a good cover.

"You don't have a say though when they want to adopt you," Miss Miller stopped, I looked at her.

"Miss Miller, y-ya know I'm a run away kid, if they ever try to adopt me I'll run again," I said she looked at me with concerning eyes.

"So is there a reason you don't want them to adopt you?" She said with a pause.

Ring ring

"Oh look there's the bell, bye n-now," I said bursting through the doors and went off in pain but scurried away.

Young Harley was off and still in a hurry to get out of the school. She began her long walk home.