It's just K's

Chapter 1 The Adoption

Karli's*POV*

"Yeah, dancing in mirror, singing in shower..." I sang terribly. You see, I adore singing and absolutely love singing my tiny heart out but, I'm crap at it. I sound like... Sound like... something that's also terrible? Listen, I'm also very very bad at describing.

"Karli!" Someone called viciously.

That someone is Lauren, my social worker who coincidently hates my guts and my guts only. None if the other girls, just me, I dont even know why to be quite honest.

"There's people here to see you." Her tone a lot sweeter than it was a few seconds ago.

Why is she being kind? She usually spits out my name like its poison. Oh, I know why, people have come around again. I probably have to greet them.

"Karli! You come down here rig-"

"Okay, okay, I'm coming." I shouted equally as loud, rushing down the stairs, to serve her, wish me luck.

As soon as I reached the last step I got dragged into the kitchen by Cruella De Vil herself.

"Did you know that you'rd being adopted. I kind of forgot to tell you non purpose so you couldn't back out and you can finally leave. If you didn't know, none of us here like you and would be very happy if you left, maybe even throw a party, for us, not you. Anyway I've managed to get that done. Go along with all the cover ups I told them for you not meeting you yet and you better sound excited about it or else I'll make this place he'll for you. You little devil child." She spat, she actually spat. Her breath- Jesus, the toothpaste isn't enough. Maybe she should just drink air fresheners, hopefully it would be an improvement.

I was dragged from my thoughts, literally, and thrown into the meeting room infront of my potential foster family. Thanks Lauren.

When I looked up I was expecting the same old thing, a couple who thought fostering a kid would be great then a week later bring three kid back to the dump, and that's exactly what I got. Except not couple, Sisters?

One has brown eyes, brown roots- the rest of her hair was bleach blonde, she wore black heels, jeans and jacket with a white top underneath the jacket, her outfit looked alright I guess. The other had long, straight brown hair and wore a skin-tight red dress and a black belt, with black shoes. Both looked fairly young, I could deal with that.

"Hi, nice to meet you I'm Khloe Kardashian and this is my sister Kim." She adressed perkily.

I didn't really know what to say, she must already know my name if she's adopting me. I caught Lauren glaring and me and discreetly mouthing things at me. I didn't get any part of what she mouthed so I turned to look at her and she just rolled her yes and looked away.

"I'm Karli I don't really have a second name but hi." I replied over enthusiastically, earning a harsh kick from Lauren under the table.

"Ow!-"

"It's Johnson. Her last name is Johnson. Surely she knows that, she was just kidding." She called, forcing out an incredibly fake laugh, causing me to laugh. She's the worst at faking.

Khloe had a confusing look in her eyes as she looked over at us until her eyes focused on me.

"I came here to adopt you with my fiancé but unfortunately, Lamar couldn't make it so I brought my sister with me instead. I hope that's alright?" She questioned. I nodded in response, that's fine to me, anything to get out this hell hole.

"I've heard so much about you and now to finally meet you, it's, just... so overwhelming." I tear rolled down Khloe's cheek. Then so did another, then another. Here come the waterworks.

"Sorry I just." She stood up and ran out the room bawling, leaving her sister with us alone. I rolled my eyes at her childish behaviour, she would've brought me back the same day if she cries over nonsense like this. I knew this wasn't gonna work out. It never does.

I went to stand up and leave when I heard Kim spoke up. "I'll deal with her, don't worry, just finish off your packing then meet us down here we'll be ready to go." She reassured, I don't know who because I wasn't going to get her anyway.

When Kim left, Lauren went to follow her muttering something about this not working out, I didn't really care enough to pay any attention and slowly made my way upstairs.

As soon as i entered my room i collected my little belongings and threw them in my ratty suitcase. Then carefully placed a very important box at the top when I'd done. The box contains every single thing mother left me and had been hidden away from everyone at this home. If they knew, they would've thrown it away already.

"Karli!"

I guess that's my cue.
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