Adopted by Magcon:Unwanted

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SPENCER's POV:

I woke up and looked around.
Where am I?

Oh yeah, I got adopted.
It's about 9:15 am.

Well where's Camer-DAD! I meant dad?

Who's room is this? It looks like a mans room of some sort. Oh well.

I decide to go explore. I get up and walk down the hall. I'm not looking up when I bump into someone.I almost fall over when they grab my arm and catch me.

"I'm sorry Spencer," he says smiling.
I look up and this guy has really pretty eyes.
And really straight teeth. Oh my god, they're white too!

Wait-who IS this guy?

So, I do the basic thing, and I scream.
I scream and run back into the room I came out of finding a closet and sitting in it.

What's creepy is that he's in my now supposed "dad"s house.
Wait-How does this dude know my name?
What is going on here?

I hear the door to the room open and I curl up in a ball.
I try to stay quiet but my breathing gets heavy.

Now, it's getting harder to breathe. Oh no. Not a panic attack. My anxiety is acting up.

While I'm alone.
In a closet.
Without anyone,
but the creepy guy.
I'm so beyond screwed.

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CAMERON's POV:

I rush upstairs after I hear a feminine scream. It's gotta be Spencer.

I go upstairs to see G standing in the hallway looking confused.

"G, what happened?"
"I ran into Spencer, caught her before she fell, and right before she ran off, it was like she was thinking. Then she screamed and ran into your room to hide. You did tell her we lived here too right?"
"Shit," I whisper to myself.
"No, I'll be right back."
He nods as I walk into my room.

I forgot about her anxiety. She could be having an attack right now. I'm SO scared.

It looks like the Closet door has been moved so I open it.

When I do, she doesn't scream but looks like she's terrified.
Why isn't she screaming?

WAIT! SHE CAN'T BREATHE!

"Spencer," I say.
She wraps her arms around my neck.

"Calm down baby girl, I'm here. It's okay, shh. Breathe." I say softly hugging her back.

When she calms down, she's just crying.

"There was this really tall man, he knew my name," she gets out.
"It's okay princess, he lives here. That was G. We call him G because him and JJ, have the same first name. So there's G,JJ,Nash,and Matthew but we call him Matt. They're your uncles and they live here with us."

She nods then says,"You have four brothers?"
"No, they're my best friends." I say smiling.

"Come on, let's go eat Breakfast." I say.

She looks upset, but then nods.

(A/N: Again, Cam being a dad.Lol, sweet right? He's the one adopting in this story, because he's the oldest, and supposedly has a really sweet personality. Not that the rest aren't sweet, it's just I've heard more about him. Okay, enough. Moving On)
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SPENCER's POV:
"Come on, let's go eat breakfast," Camer-DAD oh my goodness I just can't, says.
I try not to show that I don't want to eat, but just nod.

I'm shocked all these people live here, but I'm scared to meet them. What if they abuse me like Ms.Keisha used to?

Well "Dad", carries me downstairs where I hear voices but they stop when we get there.

"Dad", sets me down at a counter.

I turn and he says,"What do you want to eat Spence?"

"Fruit?" I ask sweetly.

He gets me fruit with oatmeal.
I stir it around a little and eat maybe 5 or 6 bites and now I'm full.

"Spence, you need to eat more than that," dad says with a sigh.
"I'm full Cameron," I say. Dangitt I forgot about what he said yesterday. But that makes me uncomfortable. I don't even know him. I met him yesterday and here I am, in his kitchen, eating his food.

"What did I say about calling me Cameron?" he asks.

"Bu-" he cuts me off.
"No buts! It's disrespectful." he kind of yells getting a little mad.

Can't he see that I'm uncomfortable with calling him that?
"Now eat." he says sternly.
"How can I eat? I told you I was full."
"Spencer.I'm not go-"

Then he's cut off by a guy with pale skin, dark hair, and bright blue eyes.
"Cameron. Leave her alone. She barely knows you.You couldn't possibly think she's comfortable right now."
FINALLY! Someone understands.

"Whatever." he says.

Then the guy walks up to me.
"Hey Spencer,I'm uncle Nash," he says with a warm smile.
Wow.He really does have pretty eyes.
"Thank you," he says.
"Did I say that out loud?"
"Sure did," he laughs.
I blush.

"Thank you for sticking up for me," I say.
"No problem kiddo.Here, let's go meet the other guys."

We walk into what looks like a living room. Now that I look around, this place is nice.

There's three guys sitting on the couch. I recognize JJ immediately.
Wait, where's Cameron? He can't POSSIBLY want me to call him "dad" or "daddy" and he's not even in here to introduce me to the people I'm living with?
What the heck man?

"This is G. You ran into him in the hall. His first name's Jack though," Nash says with a laugh.
"Sorry about that Spencer," G says laughing as well.
I nod. I'm really not comfortable right now But I've gotta suck it up. I'm stuck here.
I try to smile, but I don't think it's working. I probably look like one of those possessed kids from a horror movie.

"This is JJ, you know him too. This is Matthew but we call him Matt. And again, I'm Nash."
"Nice to meet you guys." I say shyly. Four uncles and a mean dad. Well okay, he's not mean. He's just being really inconsiderate right now.

Like, did he really expect me to be comfortable with all this right now? I've never even had a family, and here he is, talkin' about how "disrespectful" I am! But guess what? I'm not! I've been abused my entire life by one lady, and he thinks I'm disrespectful?
"Guys, do I have a room?"

"Yep, it's the one next to Cameron's," Matt says with a smile.
"Am I allowed to go up there?" I ask with a shy laugh.
"Of course," he says.
"Okay, and thank you for understanding why I don't want to call him dad right now."

They all smile and nod as I walk up the stairs and into the room.

But what's sad is, I feel more comfortable with them than I do with my own "dad".
I can already tell that Nash and I are going to be the closest though, and just the thought of that puts a smile on my face.