O2L's Little Girls

How It Got To This

~Kayla's POV~

"Kayla you need to get out here right now there are people coming," Not like I'm expecting them to pick me, I'm the quiet girl. I have been here for eight years of my life, yes, I'm at an orphanage, but I spent most of my time in my room, drawing and reading. I've been here since my parents left me at the age of six, I don't know what I did, I don't know who my parents are, and I want nothing to do with them. I walked out of my room down to the main room, where we get chosen. Six guys walked in, I rolled my eyes and thought what kind of sick joke is this? Little did I know that I would get picked and my life would be changed for the best. I was adopted by Trevor Moran, YouTuber/SInger.

~Jessica's POV~

Today was Saturday, which meant adoption day, Yay, note the sarcasm. I walked down the wooden stairs into the adoption room. I had a pair of white shorts on, along with a blue floral tank top, I had my old worn out pair of grey Toms on. I've only been here for about a year, I love flowers and jewelry, but I also tend to keep to myself. My parents died last year in a car crash. But it wasn't their fault, they were in a cab and the cab driver swerved off the road. All the family's usally go for the younger girls. So I'm not expecting to get picked. I saw six guys standing their one looked about my age the others looked to be a little older. I feel sorry for whoever gets picked by these losers. But, now I don't feel so sorry becauuse I'm liveing a great life with one of those losers his name is Jc Caylen, and he is my father.

~Mia's POV~
I don't mind if I get adopted or not, I have a fine life at the orphanage, sure it would be awesome if I could find someone to call a family, but that won't happen. I put on a white tee shirt, with blue shorts, and baby blue converse. I grabbed my penny board then walked to the door of the orphanage to be stopped by the owner.
"Mia, there are people coming to adopt today, you need to go the living room," she said nicely. All the workers are really nice to me, and the little girls always tell me they look up to me. I don't know why, I live a normal life, minus the part of me not having any parents. I walked to the living room and sat on the sofa and waited for the people that are adopting. Six guys walked in. They better not hurt one of my baby girls' if they adopt one I thought. But now I'm wondering why I thought bad about them, I have a better lifee then I had before, because I was adopted by Ricky Dillon, one of the six boys. I don't think I'll run away from this family.

~Annalena's POV~

I want out, I want to leave this horrible place. I don't like it here and I never will. I'm the oldest, but I get treated like im fucking seven! I'm seventeen. Let me dye my hair if I want to, let me go shopping if I want to, let me go for walks if I want to! I hate my old parent for bringing me to this hell hole of an ophanage! I walked down to the jail cell better known as the Adoption room. Not like I'll be chosen any ways. And if I do get chosen they better not expect full trust right away I need my time. Six guys walked in and I mentally laughed and was think, well damn this is one of those times I don't want to get picked. But I regret every thought I had from that moment, because these six guys are my family. That day, I was adopted by Kian Lawley a bleached haired freak.

~Naveah's POV~

I walked down to the kitchen and got a granola bar.

"Naveah can you get me a granola bar please?" The little girl Nya aske me because she couldn't reach.

"Of course," I smiled at her, and grabbed her a granola bar from the box. I handed it to her after tearing the plastic wrap off of it a little. I walked to the living room and had the interveiw with the adopters we were required to have. This time it was six guys, two looked to be teenagers, and the other four were in their twenties. The looked like they were nice, I wouldn't mind getting adopted by them. I learned their names were Trevor, Ricky, Jc, Kian, Sam, and Connor. Now I'm laying in my bed waiting for the 'results'. All I want is to be adopted by nice people. That is exactly what happened because now I can call Sam Pottorff my father.

~Lyric's POV~

"Ladies all across the world, if you hear me let me see your hands, stand up and SALUTE!" I sang getting cut off by the annoying squeal of the owner of the adoption center. I speed walked down the stair and was met by an angry Analeise.

"Where have you been young lady?" SHe asked

"In my room singing," I answered bllankly not really feeling the need to have this conversation.

"Yeah, Yeah whatever, go over there and meet the boys looking to adopt someone," she said knowing this was going no where. I walked over to the chairs and waited for the guys to pick some little five year old not even giving me a second look. But I was wrong because these guys are going to see me until the day they die, or I die, but Connor Franta adopted me, I'm going to be apart of this big family. Lyric Franta. That has a nice ring to it.

Kayla Moran- The Quiet One

Jessica Caylen- The Sarcastic One

Mia Dillon- The Motherly One

Annalena Lawley- The Mean One

Naveah Pottorff- The Nice One

Lyric Franta- The Singing One

These six girls make up O2l's Little Girls

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