Adopted by J2, and Misha

Chapter 3

Todays the day, the day I get to meet my new family... If they still like me once they meet me. I'm thinking about dressing super goth so they will think I'm emo and maybe leave me here, but my foster mom won't let me. To be honest, I think she's happy to get rid of me.

I put on a teal, high-low dress (outfit on the side bar) and a pair of weaved wedges, I pulled my hair up into my usual side braid and did light makeup. While I was in the bathroom doing my eyeliner Olivia ran into the room and pulled a towel from behind me and on her way out she bumped me and I ended up with a black line on my face almost getting in my hair.

"Sorry!" She yelled, "I spilled apple juice in my room again!"

I stuck my head out the door, "Dad, told you not to drink anything sticky in your room!"

"Whatever! Mom said I could come with you guys to the meeting!"

"Yay!" I squealed.

I grabbed my makeup remover and fixed the mistake and my eyeliner turned out better than before. My mom was happy with the outfit choice. Olivia was wearing a short blue dress with sparkles and black heels. The 4 of us all piled into our car and drove to the agency.

The drive was about an hour so I spent most of the drive blasting P!ATD, All Time Low, Mayday Parade, and BVB. My dad was talking to me, but I was doing my best to block him out and I just stared out the window. When we got to the agency, I didn't recognize it at first because I hadn't been there since I was 8 years old, that was 6 years ago when I was first put into the system. When we walked inside the ceiling was really high up and there were crying parents, and children in small rooms with many adults. Like I was going to be, my foster parents, the people who want to adopt me, and my sister (she's 11).

A lady in a business suit walked up to us and led us into a large conference room where there were seats set up on each side of the table. There was no one in the room yet so I sat in the middle and my sister sat next to me and my foster parents on either side of us. We sat in that room for about 10 minutes until the door opened again and 3 guys walked in, a really tall one with almost shoulder length hair, a tall one with really short hair and muscles, and a almost as tall as the second one with short hair and stubble on his chin and cheeks. They sat across from me and my family and we just stared at each other for about 4 minutes. The tall guy broke the silence,

"Well, I'm Jared and these are my two best friends, Jensen," he pointed to the tall guy with muscles," and this is Misha," he pointed to the guy with stubble.

"Nice to meet you guys," John, my foster dad, said as he stood up to shake each of their hands.

"Nice to meet you too," Jensen said.

"You must be Luna," Misha said looking at me. I looked up and smiled and then looked back down going on my phone. I didn't feel like talking to anyone so I just sat there scrolling through my Instagram feed and then I went on my fan account for Merlin.

It seemed as though my foster parents and the 3 guys were getting along well, they were talking and my foster parents were telling them all about me. Olivia and I sat there texting each other our opinions on everything that they were saying. After about an hour they stopped talking and the agent came in the room. She asked the 3 guys to follow her into another room. I think they were discussing whether or not they were going to adopt me.

5 minutes...10 minutes... 15 minutes...20 minutes... 30 minutes later they came back in to the room they were all smiling and Olivia and I looked up.

The agent said, "We have come to a decision." My foster parents smiled.

Jensen spoke up, "We were given the option to adopt both girls," Olivia and I looked at each other and grinned widely, "And we are taking up on that offer." The two of us stood up and squealed. We were going to be sisters and the 3 guys lived in Hollywood so we are moving to HOLLYWOOD!!!!

After leaving the agency we drove home. We would be leaving to move in with them in 2 days, so we had time to say goodbye to our friends. I got to say goodbye to Sarah and Olivia got to say goodbye to her friends.

{the next day}

I had alot of my stuff packed into suitcases that my parents had bought for me and Olivia. I had asked if I could take my guinea pig, Lucky, with me and they said yes so I had to pack up all of his stuff too.

Our flight was booked for 9:00 am tomorow morning. All of the papers had been signed and we were ready to go to Hollywood. I packed up my laptop, my chargers, my beanies, my stereo, my deodrant, toothbrush, hairbrush, and all my other necessities. Olivia, couldn't bring her fish with her, but our parents promised to take care of them for her.

I went to bed early so that I could wake up on time for our flight because I usually don't wake up until around noon on weekends, but it was a Monday and we weren't going to school this week because of the adoption and our transcripts had been sent to the new school in California.

I was definetly going to miss it here, and I was going to miss my old room, but from what I heard our rooms in Cali are even bigger.

{the day we were leaving for California}

All of my stuff and Olivia's had been put in a moving truck and sent to California, we slept on the couches last night because our blankets had been sent to the new house. So we were driving to the airport, meeting up with Jared, Jensen, and Misha, and we were heading to Hollywood.

I walked into my room and it felt so empty I had gone in to see if there was anything I had forgotten. I hadn't except for the clothes I had picked out to wear on the flight, I had picked a pair of faded ripped jeans, a plain black t-shirt and a flannel tighted around my waist with black combat boots. Olivia was wearing faded ripped jeans and her Nirvana t-shirt with Vans.

After I walked out of the bathroom, dressed, I looked around at the empty bedroom one last time and walked out, closing the door behind me.