Bluebell's POV
I slowly open my eyes. Where is Cameron? He left... Why did he leave? I never got to say goodbye to him. Just like Emily.
"Bluebell! Time for breakfast!" Miss. Daisy yells.
I get up and put on some neon pink skinny jeans and a black long sleeve shirt and a white scarf. I slip on some flip-flops.
I walk down stairs.
"Good morning Bell how did you sleep?" Miss. Daisy says giving me a plate.
"Good. Thank you." I say.
I start to walk away.
"Where did Cameron go?" I ask.
"He was here for 5 hours dear. He needed to go home." Miss. Daisy says.
I nod.
I quickly eat my food and go back up to my room.
I pull my guitar out and start playing.
My days here are boring. Nobody comes to visit Cameron was the only person to visit.
5 weeks later...
Nash's POV
"Mom! Why do I need to share a room with Hayes?!" I shout as I carry my stuff to his room.
"Everyone! Family meeting!!" My mom shouts.
So this morning my mom told me and Hayes that we need to share a room. Hayes's room being bigger, I had to move into his.
I walk down stairs and sit at the table.
"Soo you all are probably wondering why those two need to share a room." Mom says.
Hayes, Sky, Will and I nod.
"I'm adopting a 15 year old girl." Mom says turning to wash the dishes.
"What?!" Will, Hayes and I shout.
"Yaayy! I've always wanted a sister to play horses with!" Sky screams running to her room.
"Mom! You have to be joking!" I say.
"I'm not! Go and move your stuff we are picking her up tomorrow." Mom says.
Hayes and I walk back upstairs.
"Well look at it this way, another person to film with. " Hayes says.
I nod.
We continue to move my stuff.
The next day...
"Nash! Wake up!" Sky says jumping on me.
"What do you want princess?" I say hugging her.
"Sister is coming today!" Sky says smiling.
"Let's get dressed then!" I say.
Sky jumps off my bed and runs to her room.
I get up and put on some basketball shorts and a cut off.
"Hayes get up." I say shoving a pillow in his face.
He groans.
"New sister is coming today!" I say loudly.
Hayes sits up.
"Were home!" Mom yells. We all run downstairs.
Standing next to my mom is a short blonde girl.
"Is she really 15?" Hayes whispers to me.
I shrug.
"Come say hello!" Mom says.
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Broken and Bruised
FanfictionMy name is Bluebell. My mother's favorite flower apparently. Sounds stupid. Well I'm 15 years old and I've lived in a orphanage my entire life. I have blue eyes and I'm a blondie. I'm short, like 4'10" short. Here is my story...