The Murdered Model Mystery

1

There I was, under the grimy and mold-crusted newspapers. I was examining the dumpster for a magazine, but not just any magazine. I was trying to find THE magazine, and by 'THE' magazine I meant Alexandra Reye's newest copy. Every day I would come here, hoping to find at least 4, to 6.
Then I would go to my room and read them all day. Then I would re-read them, then re-re-read them, until I finally RE-re-re-re-read them, etc. I would never go to meals or school, and overall never left my room unless it was to get more magazines. Alexandra Ray was my idol, I loved her makeup line (though it was something I would never be able to afford). Sometimes, I would even use chalk to model her makeup looks and sometimes walk around for a bit to see the other orphan's reactions. My life had gone on and on like this all my life, I thought it would be like this forever. And it was like this, up until now.
The warden yelled outside, " Rachel Ray-Anderson! Come to the office right now!"
As I was walking to the main office I was worried. Could I have gotten in trouble? If I did what would it be for? Would I be kicked out of the orphanage altogether? Questions like these always seemed to fill my head at times like this.
As I approached the office I saw a familiar face, it was Christina Polomova! She was Alexandra Reye's 2nd cousin, and just as famous. My head kept screaming and I felt my legs shaking. Why was she here? Could she be . . . no way . . . was I about to be adopted by my idol's cousin?! I tried to keep my face composed but I couldn't help a grin flickering across my face.
"This is Christina Polomova, and she said that she would like to adopt a girl that is good with makeup and has the potential, so immediately I thought of you, dear." Mrs. Slavoski (the warden) exclaimed.
"Of course, if you don't want to be adopted quite yet I understand but I have heard so many great things about you, Rachel." Lady Polomova smiled.
"No, no! I would love to be adopted by someone as inspirational as you!" I yelled.
I muttered a sorry, and quickly ran to my dorm, to pack up my stuff. I would say that I was going to miss my room, and the people but honestly, there wasn't much to miss about a mold-crusted, insect-infested, egg-smelling dorm. Plus, the fact that most of the kids in the orphanage were weirded out by me for some reason (probably a rumor, or something.)
As I walked out the door and jumped into Christina Polomova's limousine I couldn't help but smile. Finally, I would have the life that I had wanted, finally a family, finally a nice room, and finally friends (assuming I would get to go to school).

Ok so the first chapters might be bad but i swear it gets better.