St. Marri of Mt. Juniper orphanage, noon.
They said that there should have been a couple with a son coming to adopt at 10:00 earlier today, I really hate this place but I want to just wait another two years then get out of here. I really don't want to get adopted.
My name is Onyx Beirsack and I'm 16.
*Kids 14-17 report to rec room*
"Well there's my cue." I say quietly to no one.
I sigh deeply get up off my bed and start heading to the designated spot in hopes that they'll skip over me like everyone has done since I was abandoned here at the tender age of 2.
When I get downstairs the couple are talking to Sister Rose one of the meanest sisters here, while the boy is scanning through the line of kids that are in order of youngest to oldest occasionally looking at the door where the kids keep trickling in from.
The couple walked over to the boy and talked with him but I'm not close enough to hear more than mumbles.
The boy then nodded and gestured in my direction.
The couple, which I'm assuming are his parents, then walked back to Sister Marri and conversed with her for a moment then over the intercom we all heard the dismissal so we dispersed to our assigned rooms.
A few moments later Sister Tracy told me that I was going to go home with them.
To say I was surprised was an understatement.
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RandomWolfe decides he's lonely so he goes to an orphanage to get a companion, what the unsuspecting sibling doesn't know is that this relationship will be anything but ordinary.
