Adopted. -Smosh Fan Fic- ✔COMPLETED

Drama: Part Two

Anthony's POV.

I walk around to try and find Ian. I have a feeling I know who is behind all this.

I find Ian in the cafeteria, with a few other of our friends. I run up to them.

"Dude. Finally! Where have you been?" He askes.

"Inside. Someone is pulling a really unfunny joke." I reply.

"Okay..."

"It's about you and Lia"

"What?"

"Someone has written on the school notice board that you like Lia. And I have a feeling who."

"Who?"

"Tasmin."

Lia's POV (Sticking w/ hers.)

I stare at the three words written across the notice board. I look around and see Tasmin walking. I walk over to her, seriously annoyed.

"You did this?" I say annoyed.

"What?" She says.

"That?!" I point up to the words.

"Oh my gosh. Lia I did not do that. I've only just seen this. I swear I didn't."

"Really?"

"Ask anyone. I've been in lesson all day. I wouldn't even be able to get out. And besides, that's not my handwriting."

"Who has that writing then?"

"It looks like- nevermind. She hasn't been here. Tell the principle. He'll remove it." She then walks off. I turn around and crash straight into Anthony.

"Tasmin did that!" He exclaims.

"No she didn't." I reply.

"What?"

"She has more cursive handwriting. A bit like mine."

"Oh... Then who did it?"

"How should I know?" I walk away. I need this day to end, right now.. Please? Pretty please? Ugh. Looks like I am having to face the hard life of reality.

The bell for afternoon homeroom goes off, and I walk over there, trying to figure out who has that handwriting.

I plonk myself down in my seat, next to Anthony. It's funny how when I first started, I hated Anthony, and thought he was an emo, now it's like we are actual siblings. My mind wonders off to a land of unicorns, before I remembee that there is only two more lessons until Friday gets closer. Incase you have been living under a rock, I am going to England to see my brother, Robert over the Christmas holidays. This means I can have tea with the queen!! I somehow doubt that will happen...

I walk over to History, where we are currently learning about something history related. I don't pay that much attention in history, okay?! After history (which I found out that were are learning about the Presidents,) I walk to Home Ec. I like cooking, but I suck at it... Anthony will probably get an F, seeing as he burns toast.

Home Ec. finishes and I let out a sigh of relief. Monday has offically ended!

Ian and Anthony walk inhead of me, whilst I walk slow and process the day. I got asked to hang around with the popular people (which now I regret doing), Tasmin declared to the class that Ian likes me, someone thought it was funny to write on the notice board that I like Ian, Presidents are boring and people like my grandma's knitted sweater.

The Next Day!! ^.^

Tuesday. Only 3 more days. I will get through this week. I sit up, and feel like I'm about to be sick. I lay back dowb and try not to throw up everywhere.

Mrs Padilla comes into my rooma few minutes later, trying to get me out of bed.

"I feel ill!" I exclaim.

"How ill?" She replies.

"Very ill." She puts her hand to my forehead.

"You are quite warm. Stay in bed, sweetie. I'll tell Anthony to walk by himself." She walk out. Yes! No school! Today might be okay...

A/N

Sorry for not uploading earlier! I was too lazy to anyway. Anyone seen Anthony's 'Draw My Life' video? I know this story isn't exactly like it, but hey, it doesn't have to perfectly perfect! ^3^

Anyone else listening to the Dan and Phil show on BBC radio 1???

Nat xoxoxo