The next few days Fea waiting for a response from his father. He helped Tiffany around the house while Liam was in school. Tiffany has gotten Fea a phone so he could text Liam and herself if he needed. He sent Liam a good morning text before he did the dishes. He decided to check the mail. To his surprise there was something there for him. He took it inside and sat at the table and opened it.
Inside was all this transcripts and his health card along with a short note from his father. He took a breath before reading.
Fea,
Here is the things you asked for. Please do not contact me anymore.
Fea put the note down and set his head on the table and cried. Why?...why does father hate me?... Tiffany here his cries and sat in the chair next to him and hugged him. "What's wrong Fea?" Fea snuffed and showed her the note. She frowns and hugs him again. "Don't worry sweetie. Things will get better. How about we go to the school and get you enrolled?" Fea nods and gets in the car with her as they drive. The school was big and well kept. They approached the front desk in the office where a tall man greeted them. "Hello there here to enroll?" He asked. Tiffany nodded. The man lead them to a room where he began going paperwork.
"So Fea I understand you are transferring from your last school to here?" Fea nods. " yes I was almost done grade nice." The man smiled. "I see. Well we can get you sorted. Your locker number is 038. Right next to Tiffany's son. " Fea smiled. "Thank you sir." The man nodded. "You start tomorrow." "Thank you Mr. Brooks." Tiffany said as they left. She took Fea and got him some school supplies then went home and cooked dinner.
Liam came home shorty after and was greeted my a hug from Fea. "Hey! I herd your locker is next to mine!" He said cheerfully. His smile...can't get enough of it. " Yeah! It's great isn't it? I start tomorrow!" Liam hugged Fea and kisses him. "I'm excited!" He exclaimed. "Boys! Dinner!" Tiffany called from the kitchen. "Coming mom!" Liam called back taking Fea's hand in his as they walked to the dining room and sat down. For the first time in a while Fea felt truly excepted.
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