Story

Chapter 2:

"Ana?Ana? Wake up"
I moaned and covered my face.
"go away!!"
"no Ana you have to get up" said someone in a stern voice.
I opened my bleary eyes expecting to see my mom and instead saw my cousin sandra standing next to me.
"what are you doing here?" you live in California with my aunt Mia. " I said confused
"to take care of you of course?...did you think you where living alone till you where eighteen"?
Then it all rushed back to me,my parents where dead.
Tears started to well up in my eyes but I forced them back,I wasn't going to cry in front of Sandra.
"who's taking care of the funeral"? I asked
"I don't I know my mother probably or maybe your grandmother".
I nodded and got up from the couch stretching my sore limbs.
"would you like bacon or eggs?" said a figure standing at the stove.
I shrieked and jumped backwards then moaned after hitting my Head on the wall.
"Someone's a little jumpy" said an all to familiar voice...my grandmother was home,shit (pardon the language)
"hello grandmother" I said putting on a false smile and I walked into the kitchen,this time without hurting myself and sat down at the table.
"bacon"
"what sweety?"
"I want bacon"
"Ok"
We sat in silence as I chewed on my crunchy bacon,enjoying the grease as it dripped down my chin..no one and I mean absolutely no one could make bacon like my grandmother.
After breakfast I went upstairs to my parents room. Everything was the way it had been before,mail in a pile on my fathers desk,my mothers dirty clothes in a pile
by the bed waiting to be washed,even the wrinkles in the sheets where still there,as if they had left in their usual rush for work this morning.
Still alive,still breathing.
On the bed there was a letter,it was torn open and crumpled from being vigorously torn from its envelope. It read :

Dear Sylvia Hannah smith we are unhappy to inform you that your adoption certificate for ANASTASIA KATHRYN GALADRIEL SMITH was lost in a fire,we need you to rewrite and sign for her or your daughter will be vacated from your house and put up for adoption
Sincerely,backstreet orphanage

I read it again and again,it couldn't be possible the must have made a mistake. I looked at the other papers and saw my grandma had signed it and the real form was already sent. I grabbed the letter and ripped it up,it couldn't be true I was a smith I had been one all my 16 years of life.
Slowly I walked downstairs and threw the torn envelope at my grandmother
"explain this"
I said putting my hands on my hips.
my grandmother sat quiet for a few minutes then looked up.
" I didn't know until they called me,I always thought you where my true granddaughter"
I glared at her then said
"so what now?do I just go on pretending I don't know I'm adopted?"
My grandmother stared at me,or should I say ex-grandmother.
"do you want to know the story of your past?"
I looked up surprised
"you know about it?"
"yes it was in your parents will"
Slowly I sat down,I hadn't thought about their will yet.
"did I get anything?"
"yes everything,when your 18"
Suddenly my pocket vibrated and "The Sun Will Rise"By Kelly Clarkson started blaring.
I pulled out my phone and looked at the messages there where five from Syd that said "come over ASAP" I looked up at my grandmother
"umm I gotta go,so talk to you later?"
She nodded and I sped out the door loving the feeling as my bare feet sped across the grass,cool and soft against my feet.
"What is it?" I hollered
As I stomped up Syds stairs to her room.
Her mom was folding laundry and saw me.
She walked forward and enveloped me in a warm hug
"I'm sorry about your parents,if you want feel free to come over anytime".
"or you could always adopt me" I joked after all I am a orphan. She smiled at me and gave me another hug,boy I wish she knew the truth behind that.
"what's up Squidney?"
Syd jumped down From her bed and walked over
She started to say "I'm sorry about..." but I cut her off
"yeah whatever" I said plopping down on her bean bag.
"what's the news?" I asked
"huh"?
"the news,you know why you wanted me to come?"
"oh we'll I just wanted to hang out you know,make you happy".
I smiled "see I'm as happy as a farting clown"
She cracked up while I started digging out the barbies
"a little Barbie sex might cheer me up tho"
That made us crack up even more.
We both know that 16 year olds give up their barbies but not for us,every time we had a party we played with them,and not fashion shows and pink ponies but more like sex and drama..something to lighten our mood.
After a few hours Pr barbies we got bored and where just sorta lying around.
"I'm adopted" I said randomly
"I wonder what suicide bomber will think" said syd not even blinking at what I said
I had totally forgotten about Kyle my boyfriend,he must be worried sick.
"idk want me to ask him?"
"sure,lovebird" she answered smirking then went back to texting someone.
I opened my phone and dialed Kyle's number.
"hey what's up?" I said when he picked up
"oh my god,I've been so worried" he answered
"I gathered as much" I answered glancing at syd who rolled her eyes and smiled
"are you okay"? Asked Kyle
"as okay as a adopted orphan can be" I answered slightly sarcastically.
"Your adopted"
"Catching on smarticles" I answered laughing
I heard him smirk over the phone and smiled widely,he always had a tendency to cheer me up.
"well I gtg just thought I'd tell you I didn't commit suicide or something" I said
"ok emo girl" he answered
"oh shut up suicide bomber" I answered smiling
"bye"
"bye"

I hung up and tossed my phone on the bed stretching. Syd was busy downstairs and her brother was no where to be found so I just sat on syds bed boredly watching the wind blow through the trees out her window. I opened the window and enjoyed the soft breeze on my face suddenly I had a flash back of the accident ,I saw the bus coming at me and me being pulled back,then it hit me who had pulled me back before I got hit? I Immediately thought James but then remembered he had been gone. Who had saved me?who had thought I was important enough to save?