50 Shades of Moran

Chapter 1

I'm Zoella, but some people just call me Zoe. I'm 16 and I live in a foster home. "Zoe come down here please!" My foster mother yells. I walk down the stairs and see a boy with blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes and a dark hair boy with curly hair. My foster mom stares at them with killer eyes. "Yes." I say looking at her. "Mr.Caylen is adopting show him to my office, I just have to get the paper work." She says smiling.

I nod and lead them into her office. "Here it is." I say and walk away. Someone's hand holds my wrist and I look up at the blonde boy. He's really tall. He tucks the hair behind my ear and winks at me before pulling away. I walk away when my mother walks in her office and they follow her. The door closes and I run to listen. "So Mr.Caylen what are you looking for?" Mother says.

"Who's the girl In the hallway?" He asks. She slightly laughs "Zoey?" She asks and he answer with a "Yes." Oh no he's not going to adopted me is he? "I'll adopted her." He states fast. "Are you sure?" She asks. "Yes." He says.

"Sign here and here." She says and I hear the pen wright against the paper. Wait am I going to call him dad now? "Hope you have a wonderful time with your daughter." She says. At least I'm leaving here finally. I was never aloud anywhere. I was home schooled and I wasn't that much of a people person. "So I guess your leaving?" My little foster sister Leah says. I nod with a sigh.

I'm going to miss her. She was always there for me when I was sad. "I'm going to miss you." I say crouching down to her height. She nods looking down at her feet. The door opens with them all smiling and I stand up. "Pack your things Zoe." The blonde one says. I give him a look and walk back to my room. I grab all my long skirts, T-shirts, my converse, and my mothers neckless she left me with before she died. I take my last look at my room then go back to the front room and see them waiting.

"Let's get to moving!" The curly haired one says with excitement. I smile and I give Leah a hug than walk out of the house and into there car. I sit in the back and take a big breath. The blonde one is driving with the curly hair guy in the front seat. When we arrive at this huge house I step out of the car with wide eyes. I follow them into the house and the curly hair guy helped me with my bags. "Home sweet home." The curly hair one says.

"I'm Justin or Jc Caylen." The curly one introduced him self and the blonde one just sits down own the couch and puts his dirty shoes on the couch. I'm not putting up with this. "And that's Trevor." Jc introduces Trevor.

"I'm Zoella, but I do like to be called Zoey or Zoe." I say. Jc nods and Trevor ignored everything I said. Thats rude. Jc shows me to my room and it was nice a queen sized bed, big closet, and a bathroom. "Thank you." I say smiling at him. After I unpack a little cat comes in my room. Her fur was a orange and white color. I pick her off the ground and hold her. "She's to cute." Jc says. "Wishbone!" Jc shouts and a little dog comes running in. He barks loud and I pet his head. I set the cat down on my bed and put away my clothes. "You really need new clothes." Je says and I shake my head "No." I say. "Yea you do your wearing a skirt that covers your whole legs and my T-Shirts are ripped." He states. I ignore him and continue to put away my clothes.

"Trevor!" Jc yells and he came in with a look of laziness. "What?" He groans. Suck a jerk. "Take Zoe to the mall." he said. "Why can't you?" Trevor fires back at him. "Because Kian has my car." Jc says. "Whatever." he replies. I follow Trevor back to his car and I sit in the front this time silently. "So Trevor tell me about your self." I say. He stops at a red light at puts his eyes on me. "Do you really want to know?" He asks rudely. I nod with bravery. "Well I just turn 17, I dropped out of high school, I party on week ends." I'm shocked this is all he does.

"And you?" He asks with a fake smile. The car begins to move and I take a breath then let go. "Well I'm Zoe Moore, I'm 16, I was in a foster home since I was 4 because my mom died." I say. "Sorry." He reasoned. "No it's okay." I say as we pull into a parking lot in front of a building. We get out of the car and enter the building with clothes everywhere. I walk around and see long skirts and shirts. "Your not buying any of those clothes." He laughs. I can do what ever I want. "Your not the boss of me." I say walking away from him.

"Buy something for the summer not for a funeral." He says. I give a glare at him and he walks away. Good. After a while he walks back with shorts, tank tops, bra's, underwear, skinny jeans, and new Converse. I walk to him and look at the clothes I laugh as I see a thong.
"Your crazy if you think I'm wearing this." I state. I walk over to the underwear and bra's. I pick out and couple of things. "I really think you will look good in these though." He says laughing hold up the thong. I take it from his and put it back. After we were done shopping we went home. I walked in the house and seen no one was home.