Adopted by 5Sos

You don't know us?

"Wake up! " I hated that voice. I really did. Miss Alexandria owner of the orphanage, a cruel, mean woman. She is very pretty, and knows it to. Me on the other hand not so much.

I stretched, but didn't open my eyes. I hated the orphanage. Everything is dull. The walls are stone, the ceiling white, and the floor a plain cement, like a sidewalk. Also the must smell. There's no dust we have to keep the whole building spotless, or punishment.

I slowly peel my eyes open One by One. Being hit by dull greys, whites and beige. I wish I was still asleep. My dreams are always in bright, brilliant, beautiful colors. Like spring flowers. I love spring.

"Taylor Volz to the front office now! " Miss Alexandria screamed over the intercom. All heads turned to me. Looks of sorrow painted on their faces. Miss Alexandria never called you into the front office unless you were in trouble or being adopted. Almost nobody of 6 was ever adopted. Your only other ticket out of here was to wait until you were 18 and could finally leave.

I slowly got dress in a black nirvana top, a pile load of bracelets, black skinny jeans and black high tops and brushed my black and dark purple hair, put all of my piercings in.

I walk through the doors dreading it more and more with each step. I made a mistake I should have pretended to be sick. I sat down. Miss Alexandria smiled at me. Wait she smiled...... AT ME! Something was wrong very, very wrong. "Taylor, honey you are being adopted. " said Miss Alexandria with fake kindness. ADOPTED!!!

I can't believe it. "Their out front." She said pointing to the door. The door. It's been 10 years since I have been out of this building. Freedom. Sweet, sweet freedom. Wait what if my adoptive family was cruel as well? To bad, at least there will be colour.

When in I step out front I see a limo. A man in a suit walked up to me and opened the door. I carefully climbed in, and sat down. I sat down not quite sure what to do. " Buckle Up. " Said the man in a deep voice.

I once had to read a book about cars. So I look for the objects described as a seatbelt. As soon as I found it I buckled as fast as I could. I sat silently just looking to my hands.

I heard tons of screams, and saw 4 boys walking up taking pictures with girls, and signing papers. One of the boys, the blonde one, opens the door. "Hello. " he says with an extraordinary accent. Where was he from? "Hi. " Says another he had tan skin like me, and same accent. "Good morning. " Said one with very curly hair. The last one to enter had crazy hair. His hair was a cherry red sticking out in random places. "Hey. " He waved. They all buckled up.

The one with crazy hair was sitting next to me."Can you speak? Are you speechless cause your a fan girl? "He asked. "Michael leave her alone. "The blonde one said. Michael.........hmmmmmmm.

What's a fan girl? Should I ask? I guess the only way to find out is to ask. Right? Ok? 1...2...3.."What's a fan girl?" I ask feeling slightly awkward. They all looked at each other as if they are communicating without talking. The one with curly hair looked me in the eye and said"You don't know us? Do you? "

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